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Author: HADAS, RACHEL
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Hadas, Rachel    Poet's Biography
386 poems available by this author


116TH STREET       
First Line: I walk downhill and lean into the wind
Last Line: Laws we though we had enacted turn, %chisel in hand, and carve us like a stone


ACTS OF VANISHING       
First Line: A feast whose preparation has claimed years
Last Line: No summer's surfeit fills the hungry maw. %the law says vanish. We obey the law


ADVICE TO A FRIEND       
First Line: Not that when I lived there first
Last Line: Under such strange conditions, how %easy to escape one's ghosts!


ALEATORY III       
First Line: We carved a path for striding toward what
Last Line: I tried to follow, but it was too late


ALIEN CORN       
First Line: Turn to a blustery march where cinderella
Last Line: Needed to pace and trace the labyrinth %bobbing in the slaty austere sea


ALLEGORY       
First Line: Having found the key, I need a door
Last Line: Rediscovery. Key; pearls; thread. Begin


ALONG EDGES       
First Line: Scientist of mourning, doctor, teach
Last Line: The spotlight of your desk lamp is a clue %to secrets I will learn of first from you


ALTERNATIVES       
First Line: Our argument went walking down the street
Last Line: Shone up at us, wet silver. %was this the city where we'd always lived?


ALWAYS AFTERNOON       
First Line: You ask, this honeyed drop of summer time
Last Line: Our ceremony of always afternoon %even as the seasons slide inexorably on


AMNESIA, CHANGES       
First Line: What was I going to say? I forget


ANSWER TO A LETTER FROM BOULDER       
First Line: Your backyard I imagine as festooned


ARGUMENTS OF SILENCE       
First Line: Silence as friend. For what can grow without it?
Last Line: If anything can guarantee our silence, %death can. But silence doesn't equal death


AROUND LAKE ERIE AND ACROSS THE HUDSON    Poem Text    
First Line: A rotten week, affections
Subject(s): Dreams; Nightmares


AROUND LAKE ERIE AND ACROSS THE HUDSON       
First Line: A rotten week, affections
Last Line: I fin I'm giving thanks
Subject(s): Dreams


AROUND THE CITY: PARK, MUSEUM, POETRY READING, COLLAPSING       
Last Line: Even our eyes gestate the shapes of darkness


ART 1       
First Line: Translucent etymologies
Last Line: Half remembered poets from their haloed %obscurities rising,falling %either way cheat the oubliette


ART 10       
First Line: Skirting the coast, we spotted something black
Last Line: Trees that cradle in their somber foliage %what dead and dreadful thing?


ART 11       
First Line: Tracing a chiasmus when they praised
Last Line: Particular and universal, %elegy, artifact, intrusion: %nothing to do but join the dots I saw


ART 2       
First Line: Letters and syllables popping up, so many
Last Line: Ignoring the smear of gold %that daily stains the window


ART 3       
First Line: The rocks that make this house's
Last Line: And now she sinks beneath the golden stones %on which we built our house


ART 4       
First Line: To fall asleep in lamplight
Last Line: Scornfully away across the water, %away from the rich suburb's pale pastels


ART 5       
First Line: Ghosts walk here. The divinity student in the guest room
Last Line: Sealed, the house cups it occupants %all in one damp palm of stale affections


ART 6       
First Line: Week-long immersion in gabble!
Last Line: Year in, year out, the struggle with one's means


ART 7       
First Line: Get to the woman and write her words down now
Last Line: Ruminating slower, slower, slower. %dialects wither and dry up like moss


ART 8       
First Line: Smile, dirt of a world
Last Line: Our paths converge on the winding %stair, beloved neighbor


ART 9       
First Line: We shared a popsicle, not cream or sherbet
Last Line: Red-handed, smear-mouthed, lurching through the %meadow


ART, SELS.       
First Line: This light has not decided what to do


AT THE BEACH       
First Line: You spalsh in a shallow


AT THE TEMPEST       
First Line: In the long speech that bores miranda so
Last Line: Masked in likeness, fanged and clawed with pain, or giggling, gulping, flowering like spring rain


AUGURIES       
First Line: Impatient with what's visible
Last Line: Silently across the floor %stalk the fingers of afternoon


BAGS       
First Line: Our last day in the country, appropriately while we're packing
Last Line: Whose bag and baggage is finally neither more nor less %than their own body


BANQUET       
First Line: In both dreams about my father he is alive again, but in a public
Last Line: I was not there to help them


BAREFOOT       
First Line: Although it is thanksgiving, wet and cold
Last Line: Between the appetites of earth and heaven


BASIC HUMAN DREAD       
First Line: When asked about her mood
Last Line: Big rachel said


BATH       
First Line: I have been floating in the mild hot tea
Last Line: Present, future like two rings %I carefully take off and lay aside


BEAM       
First Line: Novels tend to be about all those
Last Line: Not narrative but clues are what we need


BEDTIME       
First Line: How can I put you down


BEDTIME STORIES       
First Line: In key west I visited d.J.
Last Line: In search of what if not this love displaced?
Subject(s): Beds; Story-telling


BENEFIT NIGHT, NEW YORK CITY BALLET       
First Line: Once in its mannered mode
Last Line: Divested of despair. %you turn and smile at me


BIBLIOMANCY       
First Line: Fat murdoch novel bought at the good will
Last Line: Strain toward a future never wholly there


BIRD WALK       
First Line: I was looking forward to the bird walk early the next morning
Last Line: Blackberries picked at sunrise


BLACK LIGHT       
First Line: Having swum for seven
Last Line: Tingling, it yields transparent %secrets to my throat


BLACK: 1       
First Line: Judging from how my first husband's brother
Last Line: I only notice and participate- %partially, edgily


BLACK:L 2       
First Line: A poetry reception %several seasons back
Last Line: Won't someone please explain the black?


BLUE BEAD       
First Line: One of jimmy's parties. Five at most
Last Line: The world he left, the words he leaves us too, %so many little globes of radiant blue


BODY OF BOOK    Poem Text     Recitation by Author
First Line: This is one way to talk about a book:
Subject(s): Books & Reading


BREAKFAST AFTER THE BATH: DEGAS, 1883       
First Line: Cosy intimate interior glow %what come to mind are crass banalities
Last Line: Chiefly in its attention to detail %although her back is turned, I think she knows


BREAKFAST AT THE METRO       
First Line: Breakfast with a friend from out of town
Last Line: A few belated soapsuds %soundlessly and slowly slipping down


CARAVAN       
First Line: A blank dreams do their best to fill
Last Line: And loved to someplace else


CASSANDRA       
First Line: My cassandra moments do not consist so
Last Line: Starting somewhere smallish and spreading, spreading?


CHIASMUS       
First Line: We are comparing notes on honesty
Last Line: Your muted gaze both says and doesn't say


CHILD INQUIRES WHETHER A STORY IS REAL       
First Line: I'm brooding on legitimate confusion
Last Line: On to others. Or is it world and word


CHILDREN WHO BITE       
First Line: A series on child psychology
Last Line: The placard reads take care of him. He bites


CHORUS       
First Line: A greek I worked for once would always say
Last Line: A shape. A piece of myth. A pattern. Laws


CISTERN       
First Line: The source is underground


CITY AND COUNTRY: 1. THE RETREAT       
First Line: Ah, the conspiratorial
Last Line: Or you could say we leave %to see the city and to be unseen


CITY AND COUNTRY: 2. THE DREAM OF DIVESTING       
First Line: When it's finally time to go away
Last Line: Forever greener grass %is cleverly reflected %in memory's glass


CITY AND COUNTRY: 3. AT A DISTANCE       
First Line: We eat our daily bread but we don't taste it
Last Line: Everything-including you and me- %looks better at a distance. %this is being written in the country


CODEX MINOR       
First Line: The headless bird flew back
Last Line: Could I come here again, I said, to live? %could I come here again?


COLERIDGE BACK FROM THE DEAD    Poem Text    
First Line: A strong if small survivor
Subject(s): Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)


COMINGS AND GOINGS       
First Line: If not the impulse, I have lost the knack
Last Line: He stepped out, sorry. Or, she'll be back soon


COMMITTEE MEETING       
First Line: There is something important to say
Last Line: The battle raging while my eyes are shut.
Subject(s): Reason; Intellect; Rationalism; Brain; Mind; Intellectuals


COMPACT       
First Line: The short steep ride in the red bus uphill
Last Line: Stretching its arms out, longing to be closed


COPIER       
First Line: Courage turns out to be catching
Last Line: The freighted molecules of our new air


COPY OF ARIEL       
First Line: Not only is the same bookmark in 'poppies in october'
Last Line: Even if the haze through which they shone %yielded to each morning's arrow: sun


CORRESPONDENCES       
First Line: Letters of poets: how to comprehend them?
Last Line: Telling you you are this and this and this


COSTUME CHEST       
First Line: The costume chest is ransacked; an old play
Last Line: Of how it feels to wear another's skin


COVER-UPS, 1       
First Line: Impeccable softness
Last Line: Stroke it to dullness, coax it smooth again. %huge hollowed lap, I ache to cradle absence


COVER-UPS, 2       
First Line: Summer field where many seasons back
Last Line: Vistas of tumbled whiteness: %relentless winter pulls the bedclothes up


COVER-UPS, 3       
First Line: I knew that I would squirrel away the snow
Last Line: That tiny tract of saturated white, %burnish some dull hour to a high shine


COVER-UPS, 4       
First Line: Trodden by daily traffic, little feet
Last Line: Pull aside the curtain, %touch what's underneath


COVER-UPS, 5       
First Line: Cartouches of exposure and invasion:
Last Line: Arrows %press inward to black holes %outlined in angry red


COVER-UPS, 6       
First Line: The wound, he called it, women really are
Last Line: To be spread %over a festive table %or a marriage bed


COVER-UPS, 7       
First Line: A gesture of revelation
Last Line: Barely recognizable, a scroll unrolling, %soundless as a frozen waterfall


CROSSING       
First Line: She's struggling south on west end avenue
Last Line: Possibly the lily, the last look


CUPFULS OF SUMMER 1       
First Line: After the great divide, the slope's round bone
Last Line: Making the changed less stark than I had feared, %but only the old magnet drew me back


CUPFULS OF SUMMER 2       
First Line: The rhythm here is not so much recurrence
Last Line: A layer of decorum has endured, %hard to get off as honey once it's spread


CUPFULS OF SUMMER 3       
First Line: The memory custodian guides them over the grounds
Last Line: They are pronouncing an invisibly %hovering love they say will reach us later


CUPFULS OF SUMMER 4       
First Line: The sky today is watermarked with faint
Last Line: And each day's field-one world laid on another. %those dream instructions cobbled it together


CUPFULS OF SUMMER 5       
First Line: The vision came near sheffield. Circling hills
Last Line: The precious vintage gathered drop by drop %of purest light-we stood around the cup


CUPFULS OF SUMMER 6       
First Line: The central stone on which successive waves
Last Line: Racquets held high, we're running toward the net, %crushing the bones this instant. They smell sweet


DADDY       
First Line: These weeks, and up and down, and it goes on
Last Line: It would be funny, if I loved you less, %life's lavish spread of food for elegies


DAWN DREAMS    Poem Text    
First Line: If you were there when I woke
Subject(s): Dawn; Sunrise


DEAD POET       
First Line: Given a dream house, I know how I feel
Last Line: Empty of what he left us: poetry


DEAD WOOD, GREEN WOOD       
First Line: For seven hours nowhere to be found
Last Line: My father writing letters against time


DEGREES OF DIFFICULTY       
First Line: Vertical, silver, glinting
Last Line: And rub our skins with oil to make them smooth


DEJA VU    Poem Text    
First Line: A flap in time, a hinge in space, a secret drawer, a panel
Subject(s): Memory


DEJA VU       
First Line: A flap in time, a hinge in space, a secret drawer, a panel
Last Line: Each episode, each conversation burnished, fiercely clear
Subject(s): Memory


DEMETERS       
First Line: The desire to be physically close to the beloved
Last Line: Hovers the ache we live and live within


DEPARTURE       
First Line: At first a boiling from within. The heart
Last Line: Without a backward look


DESIRE       
First Line: Winter in the city. Molten cold
Last Line: Question and answer coincide one hour


DIORAMA       
First Line: Children I see this fall-that tiny girl, for instance, in a hot pink sweatshirt
Last Line: The glass of age, the glass of separation


DOUBLE ELEGY       
First Line: The country of the sun


DREAM MACHINE, SELS.       
First Line: Believe in dreams as vehicles of both
Last Line: That cereal was phantom nourishment %proffered in a tantalizing dream


DREAM OF SEVERING       
First Line: Violent, the severing: a son from sleep


EASTER AFTERNOON       
First Line: Blossoming bulbs, pots swathed in pink and green,
Last Line: Rattling the windows, and a crust of ice %seals the opening magnolias.


ELEGY AS PROPHYLAXIS       
First Line: Uncomfortably attuned to evanescence
Last Line: With a faint friendly mew


ELEGY VARIATIONS: 1       
First Line: Tears in themselves are not a test of love
Last Line: A few dark drops for the road, %and turn to trace the paths of separation


ELEGY VARIATIONS: 2       
First Line: I knew no better than to say don't cry
Last Line: Our places taken, not much need to speak. %belatedly the flaws of winter break


ELEGY VARIATIONS: 3       
First Line: The letters smear the sky
Last Line: Or did the voice of winter %disguise itself as love?


END OF SUMMER       
First Line: Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn--
Last Line: We translate back to portents of the wars %looming above the nervous watch to keep


EVERY PORE AND FOLLICLE       
First Line: Teenagers stare at themselves so long and hard
Last Line: A slowly dawning welcome


EXPRESSION       
First Line: Our faces peeled to raw banality
Last Line: Because our human masks are far too thick to show %glimmerings of selves we barely know


FACELESS WILL       
First Line: Now I am past fifty
Last Line: We mutually quickly turn away


FALCON       
First Line: Stumbling along a sidewalk clogged with snow
Last Line: From the fierce blizzard of oblivion


FALL OF TROY       
First Line: Sing now the heavy furniture of the fall
Last Line: Carrying battered merchandise marked rome %in one direction, pondering it all


FEARS OF HIS SMALLNESS       
First Line: A grain of rice lost in a casserole


FENCE OF THE TEETH       
First Line: Not the burgeoning season (late may, early june) nor the centry fast
Last Line: Glistening, stirring, dripping, blushing green
Subject(s): Language


FIELD NOTES ON YOUNGER SIBLINGS: 1. IDENTIFICATION       
First Line: Since I have recently come to feel that even as we age
Last Line: Tempting, but I wouldn't go that far


FIELD NOTES ON YOUNGER SIBLINGS: 2. HELP FROM THE OLDER ONES       
First Line: How do our older brothers and sisters
Last Line: Though with a more irresponsible tread


FIELD NOTES ON YOUNGER SIBLINGS: 3. PLEASE PLAY WITH ME!       
First Line: A younger sibling's way of saying please
Last Line: Without a backward glance, and zooming on


FIELD NOTES ON YOUNGER SIBLINGS: 4. WHAT WE THOUGHT THEY THOUGHT       
First Line: What do we think they thought of us
Last Line: Meanness like that you never forget. He didn't


FIELD NOTES ON YOUNGER SIBLINGS: 5. OUR WAYS OF THANKING THEM       
First Line: When our father died, my sister was twenty
Last Line: Persistent in a world of change and loss


FIN DE SIECLE       
First Line: Impossible to read a paragraph
Last Line: A picnic at the swimming hole, a walk %among wildflowers at the quarry's edge


FINAL EXAMINATION       
First Line: Life is short. And also life is long
Last Line: Three hours is very short and very long


FIRST NIGHT BACK       
First Line: Back in the country, too
Last Line: We wear our bodies deeper %and deeper into time


FIVE DISGUISES       
First Line: Deliberate footsteps braid
Last Line: Habit by now alone %strong as a mask can mold the tender bone


FLESHLY ANSWERED    Poem Text    
First Line: Doomed beauties, my companions, my familiars,
Subject(s): Life; Death; Human Body; Dead, The


FLESHLY ANSWERS       
First Line: Doomed beauties, my companions, my familiars
Last Line: We are passing through the world. %this is some of what it does to us


FLYING HOME    Poem Text    
First Line: Down milk-bright colonnades
Subject(s): Air Travel


FLYING HOME       
First Line: Down milk-bright colonnades
Last Line: Rescue me from oblivion? %syrup of skittish travelers, fame. I yawn


FOLDED BACK       
First Line: In plath's late poem 'edge'
Last Line: Candidly, it seems, without regret


FORGETTERY       
First Line: When a voice is silenced
Last Line: Just what I was looking for


FORK IN THE ROAD       
First Line: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
Last Line: Road toward the golden wood


FOUR ANGERS       
First Line: You lean across the table


FOUR FEARS       
First Line: Fear in the morning, small, discrete, discreet


FOUR LIVES, STIRRING       
First Line: Lemons on damask (one)
Last Line: Brilliance of march shrouds everything that might, %that will strain towards the light


FOUR POEMS AT THE END OF SUMMER 1 THE BRIGHT CHILD       
First Line: A child's incessant questioning of names
Last Line: These cool september mornings, gemmed with mist, %cobwebs glint on the lawn %tiny and scattered. Or


FOUR POEMS AT THE END OF SUMMER 2 LIGHT ON THE PAST       
First Line: Consider. In the middle of a life
Last Line: What is revealed cannot again be covered %no matter how completely %the place is scoured, fresh pape


FOUR POEMS AT THE END OF SUMMER 3 UNNAMED       
First Line: Late in the summer of drought
Last Line: Silent in the yellow %slant of the season's passing, %a shape of what has and has not been done


FOUR POEMS AT THE END OF SUMMER 4 AN OLD SONG       
First Line: Monotonous, old-fashioned, sentimental:
Last Line: Where elegy and reclamation meet, %there is the ground for immemorial song


FOUR SHORT STORIES       
First Line: One. In the opening speech of agamemnon
Last Line: She tells its story till the lights go down


FRIEZE ADVANCING       
First Line: Whether the moving figure keeps both hands
Last Line: Grapple as motives with a silent fierce %glee at the achievement of escape


GATES       
First Line: No wonder we so love the dead. The living
Last Line: Desperate presences %hammering at the gates
Variant Title(s): On The Other Han


GAZE       
First Line: A young gentleman of magna graecia
Last Line: To public; limited; historical


GENEALOGIES       
First Line: The muses are the daughters of memory
Last Line: Father, I age %and turn to you as I would turn a page. %the muses are the daughters of memory


GENERATIONS: 1       
First Line: How well I understand it now, my father's
Last Line: He wants them, though he does. Rather it's that %the words wait, shining virgins, for his use


GENERATIONS: 10       
First Line: Flies in amber? Something viscous, heavy
Last Line: You and I, younger, move more freely through %our thickening matrix. Naked, the baby flies


GENERATIONS: 2       
First Line: Bathroom scale, thermometer are ock
Last Line: Or drops of water in the bath, or bits %of dandelion fluff that, puffed at, blow away


GENERATIONS: 3       
First Line: So as he picks up language's far-shadowing
Last Line: Sidesaddle, I just manage not to touch %his hands that tightly clutch the pole. His head


GENERATIONS: 4       
First Line: Some experts find the fear of nuclear
Last Line: Thirst for the ease of dream and fable, food %and mirror, money, ivory, and horn


GENERATIONS: 5       
First Line: Focusing on zero, you look
Last Line: Having no choice but to entrust ourselves %to the torqued embrace of twin impossibles


GENERATIONS: 6       
First Line: After the chinese food and beer and kisses of reunion
Last Line: Who soon will dive form the fragile tower %into an unfathomed blood-warm sea


GENERATIONS: 7       
First Line: We sit and cogitate our common lot
Last Line: Latest in lullabies, bubble and squeak %of guts, lub-dub of the maternal heart


GENERATIONS: 8       
First Line: Scattered in play over the lawn, these beans
Last Line: Popping in grass and in my head at night, %crammed and meaning, coded for the future


GENERATIONS: 9       
First Line: Toddler in nursing home, cooings predicted--
Last Line: Unequally. She can't reach out to him; %sheer quicksilver, he cannot sit still


GETTING RID OF THE DOG BY TAKING IT AROUND THE MOUNTAIN       
First Line: Swoop over rainless land
Last Line: On the far side of the mountain
Subject(s): Animals; Dogs


GLEAM IN THE EYE       
First Line: One way to say before your life began
Last Line: It's easier than seeing all we'll lose


GREEK GOLD       
First Line: Penises erect if you stoop to squinny
Last Line: Of the rest of the museum first; then stairs; then fifth %avenue. Winter


GUST       
First Line: My bird, oh my beloved
Last Line: Your presence is a grateful gust of grief, %a wing brush and an echo--oh, an absence


HALFWAY DOWN THE HALL       
First Line: Bruno bettelheim observes somewhere
Last Line: The normal nourishment of brain and eye %flickers toward invisibility


HALL OF MIRRORS       
First Line: Of course I miss it, the sensation
Last Line: Your abeyance comes along with me


HAPPINESS 1       
First Line: What if I could sit right here forever
Last Line: Stone woman in unending afternoon %at a stone table under a stone sun


HAPPINESS 2       
First Line: Out of all the amplitude of summer
Last Line: Would we stall forever %in a drowsy hinterland?


HAPPINESS 3       
First Line: Already in the pineshade
Last Line: To keep us here immobilized in summer, %or meekly, smoothly glide on into fall?


HEADLINES IN THE NATIONAL HERALD       
First Line: Last spring the word for p.O.W.
Last Line: Ringed by no one's wreckage but our own


HELEN       
First Line: This is the river nile, whose waters flow
Last Line: And know as well I never went to troy


HERMES       
First Line: Messenger, courier, bearer of commands
Last Line: Immune to disappointment and desire


HERMIT       
First Line: April, may, and finally june
Last Line: Till old experience makes a true %hermit of either me or you


HINGE       
First Line: Resentments of grown children: slanting, thin
Last Line: My mother sends me out into the snow %in silence where I listen for her voice


HORTUS CONCLUSUS       
First Line: Our walk that sunday morning in the mind's kind eye
Last Line: One sees (it's pure illusion, god knows how) %when looking back at days of parenthood


HOUSE BESIDE THE SEA       
First Line: Like a fine white shirt I put it on
Last Line: Rags of the robe unravelling in salt air
Subject(s): Literary Form


HOW CAN I PUT YOU DOWN?       
Last Line: And come back whole %clutching morning's clue


HUMBLE HERB IS RIVAL TO PROZAC    Poem Text    
First Line: An item in science tuesday happens to catch my eye
Subject(s): Flowers; Memory


HUMBLE HERB IS RIVAL TO PROZAC       
First Line: An item in science tuesday happens to catch my eye
Last Line: Wreathes the lonely air: %courage. Nothing good will disappear
Subject(s): Flowers; Memory


I LEAN MY LADDER       
First Line: I lean my ladder on
Last Line: Handiwork of god %and turn to spy my son


I.D. PHOTO       
First Line: Since I can feel my radiant nature shine
Last Line: Lies in having lived than having died


IDOLATRY BROOD       
First Line: To gaze at the enormous
Last Line: Air and feel the sun's last kiss %blow hot on our closed faces


IN LIEU OF A LULLABY       
First Line: What you are sucking is my life till now
Last Line: And if that horse and cart fall down, %you'll still be the sweetest little baby in town


IN MEDIAS RES       
First Line: Warm in the heart of the great library
Last Line: It's strangely hard to say if they are moving fast or slow


IN MY SON'S ROOM, NOT SLEEPING    Poem Text    
First Line: Punishment? Banishment? The empty room
Subject(s): Mothers & Sons; Separation; Insomnia; Anxiety; Sleeplessness


IN THE BEGINNING       
First Line: Stories purport to tell us who we are
Last Line: And why when I know he's waiting anyway %should I go halfway down the road to death?


IN THE HAMMOCK       
First Line: Starting with fairy tales, we swing
Last Line: Black hole, lightning, dinosaur, virus - chosen! %your guiding clue is mine, a mother's voice


IN THE MIDDLE       
First Line: The story of summer is always somehow the story of sleep
Last Line: But the place itself was mortal. %why do you want to know about the past?


IN THE TAXI TO THE MRI    Poem Text    
First Line: I try to concentrate on the weather. Everything
Subject(s): Marriage; Illness; Anxiety; Weddings; Husbands; Wives


IN YOUR CHAIR       
First Line: Who joins the ranks of the beloved dead?
Last Line: So I could show you where I would be going


INCUBATION       
First Line: I came back to the island to lie down
Last Line: We shut our doors, %pull down the shades on a diminished love


INTERTWININGS       
First Line: Not all my days. Not even all of this day
Last Line: Their variegated colors, their one fragrance


INVITATION WITHDRAWN       
First Line: I uninvite you. Do not lunch with me


JOURNEY OUT       
First Line: Say that you're lying comfortably under
Last Line: To this unheard-of life


LAIR       
First Line: Excess of lemon, whether on the phone
Last Line: Visions curl together out of light
Subject(s): Literary Form


LAMENTS       
First Line: Twilight seeps into this empty room
Last Line: Stutter of silence, tape-loop troped as jewel, %nothing is constant, and they never do


LAST MOVIE       
First Line: Saturday, april 5. Welles's othello:
Last Line: What do I do? Do I throw all these away? %their anecdotes, their comforts--now black glass


LAST TRIP TO GREECE       
First Line: I had the labels ready with their essence
Last Line: Dreamily above the pool of time. %all the old lineaments were ripe for change


LATE SPRING       
First Line: The cocoon of days swells, stirs


LAVATORY IN A CATHEDRAL       
First Line: Is well concealed. No sign; no arrows. You
Last Line: No sign, no arrow, cued to memory


LEARNING TO TALK       
First Line: Some of the ways my parents passed me language
Last Line: The squishy diction of gentility- %what talents, what avoidances, what losses!


LENTEN TUNNEL       
First Line: You kneel and retch and pray
Last Line: Whatever flows, I answer, %must have found a channel
Subject(s): Aids (disease); Sickness


LESS THAN KIND       
First Line: Syphilis surge and crack use raise aids fears
Last Line: Of triumph, of accomplishment %or recognition's perennial pleasure


LETTER       
First Line: New year's evening, 1999 %home from an unexciting open house
Last Line: But -- striped in sun, blurred with salt water -- throbs %even when facing back, away from the ever


LIGHT BULB       
First Line: Yesterday owen barfield died at ninety-nine
Last Line: To barfield's daughter lucy
Subject(s): Barfield, Owen (1898-1997); Writing And Writers


LIGHT BULBS AND SOAP    Poem Text    
First Line: September: sunday afternoon


LIGHTNING       
First Line: Late landscape lit by lightning, you will soon
Last Line: Screen out the strangeness of adjacent lives


LIKENESSES       
First Line: Homer in his similes compares
Last Line: Partial truth, intimate enmity


LINEAR B: NOT A SESTINA       
First Line: At which the sestina waiting alertly in the margin
Last Line: Pictures will understand, and he is right


LION AND LAMB       
First Line: The fickleness of march; first black and white
Last Line: Country nothing pointed to till now


LITTLE BY LITTLE       
First Line: Let nothing be too big or too small to say or see


LOVE 1       
First Line: Your feet, big, shapely, dirty
Last Line: Ray of a gaze %blind with ideas, milky as a river %too bright with mist to see


LOVE 10    Poem Text    
First Line: I mother you you father me vice versa
Subject(s): Love - Marital; Wedded Love; Marriage - Love


LOVE 10       
First Line: I mother you you father me vice versa
Last Line: Proceeding down the avenue %clutching a clue, love's puzzle %not yet, not ever done
Subject(s): Love - Marital


LOVE 2    Poem Text    
First Line: Used to each other to the point that we
Subject(s): Love - Marital; Marriage; Wedded Love; Marriage - Love; Weddings; Husbands; Wives


LOVE 2       
First Line: Used to each other to the point that we
Last Line: Even if for us %the grass has gone invisible with use %he sees it. So we keep each other green
Subject(s): Love - Marital; Marriage


LOVE 3       
First Line: The door clicks shut behind us
Last Line: I bend to touch an aster and remember %the miniature landscapes that I painted %prophetically years


LOVE 4       
First Line: Smelling like the pair of german shepherds
Last Line: That long fierce gentle meeting %of bodies in the middle of their lives, %lives in the midsummer of


LOVE 5       
First Line: Or else a rainy morning lets us creep
Last Line: Peer in at the empty cabin's window. %for sale. Bed, cupboard, stove; and a piano


LOVE 6       
First Line: Before first light the cat and her cornered mouse
Last Line: Bedded between their leaves and moss %but warm and scarlet. Some are overripe


LOVE 7       
First Line: Flesh-colored memories. Plump, bruisable
Last Line: The salmon sheets %suddenly stain scarlet with her blood. %he says, 'you're such a woman'


LOVE 8    Poem Text    
First Line: Love as the secret doubling of bodies
Subject(s): Love - Marital; Wedded Love; Marriage - Love


LOVE 8       
First Line: Love as the secret doubling of bodies
Last Line: The centripetal/ %centrifugal juggle of two matched affections
Subject(s): Love - Marital


LOVE 9       
First Line: Our visiting relatives, trunk-legged, round-bottomed
Last Line: The awkward pedestal of an ideal %happiness by others less well matched


LOVE AND NEED       
First Line: Love. When you don't want to go to sleep
Last Line: Speech struggles from its background and stands out %so sharply that its shards can still draw blood


LOVE AND WAR       
First Line: 7:45 on a bright may morning. %my son and I-our usual weekday routine
Last Line: And my son away to an education %in god knows what


LOWER LEVEL, ROOM EE       
First Line: Hospital, prison, leper colony
Last Line: Glass held up to capture bright blue air. %love's ladder of illusion, rung by rung


LULLABY 2       
First Line: As if there were no enemy
Last Line: We recognize this dear debris %and do not look for all we know


LUNCH THE DAY AFTER THANKSGIVING       
First Line: To my right (your left) the steamed-up pane
Last Line: If we sat long enough the light would redden, %oh burdened vessel chugging out of port


LYING UNDER A QUILT       
First Line: Twilight: a drowsy dim
Last Line: Till need uncorks me. Gently, %then, the contents leach


MAD MESSGE       
First Line: Lest I forget our privileged green summer
Last Line: Drapes ordinary phantoms - rage, regret, %fear - in the daily dignity of habit


MAKING SENSE OF SALT WATER       
First Line: Try to see landscape whole and one wrong tree
Last Line: Rolled between the maker's thumb and finger %out of chewy air


MARCH LIGHT       
First Line: Through dirty windows


MARS AND VENUS (BOTTICELLI, CA. 1475)    Poem Text    
First Line: Gold tape gently billowing with her breathing
Variant Title(s): Mars And Venus
Subject(s): Art & Artists; Botticelli, Sandro (1444-1510); Mythology - Classical; Paintings & Painters; Filipepi, Alesandro Di Mariano


MARS AND VENUS (BOTTICELLI, CA. 1475)       
First Line: Gold tape gently billowing with her breathing
Last Line: Rhyming, secret, intimate, and familiar, %their two mysteries mingle in this: deferral %of ever afte
Variant Title(s): Mars And Venu
Subject(s): Art And Artists; Botticelli, Sandro (1444-1510); Mythology - Classical; Paintings And Painters


MAY    Poem Text    
First Line: The latest dream: a lofty hotel lobby
Last Line: I lean against the coolness of the stone
Subject(s): Dreams; Merrill, James (1926-1995); Absence


MAY       
First Line: As soon as the cold old sun feels warm
Last Line: My buried mother, my buried friend


MAYDAY AT THE FRICK       
First Line: Sundays the doors don't open until one
Last Line: But not what skillful human hands had made


MIRROR       
First Line: Paradise: first the world within the mirror
Last Line: Suspended in solution for our children %to find themselves within our steady gaze


MO MENTS OF SUMMER       
First Line: Let gleaming notes of hayseed in the barn
Last Line: Especially if we are lying down
Variant Title(s): Moments Of Summer:


MODERN GREEK 101    Poem Text    
First Line: These phrases, once lodged in your memory,
Subject(s): Greek Language


MOM AND DAD       
First Line: Exactly as I start to feel my son
Last Line: And, not o long from now, I say to him, % remember how you used to call me mom?


MOMENTS OF SUMMER       
First Line: The horizontal tugs me more and more
Last Line: I savor freshly that sweet nourishment, %especially if we are lying down
Variant Title(s): Moments Of Summer: Ii


MOMENTS OF SUMMER: II       
First Line: June's supple weavings covered up the dry
Last Line: Is muffled in imagination's veil.


MORE NIGHT THOUGHTS: GHOSTS; HOW WE SEE OURSELVES       
First Line: Leisurely circling inside an utterance
Last Line: Is everything except what's right in front


MORTALITIES       
First Line: Unmake, remake the self: this means assuming


MUTABILITY       
First Line: What is it that always rearranges
Last Line: The scene we thought we knew, and the world changes


MYTH OF A HAPPY CHILDHOOD       
First Line: Out of nowhere these six words have come
Last Line: Here on the table, solid, warm with sun, %this strangely fragrant stone


NAP AND THE GENTLEMAN CALLER       
First Line: Who is waiting for me, tall and solemn
Last Line: Playwrights conferring on the other side of the wall


NEOLITHIC FIGURINE, SPETSES ARCHAEOLOGICAL MUSEUM    Poem Text    
First Line: Winged, bronze, two inches tall or less;
Subject(s): Antiquities


NIGHTSCAPE       
First Line: Innocent yawn: the cat's tongue curls
Last Line: She also is obedient to laws
Variant Title(s): Law


NOSTOS       
First Line: Having ploughed the ocean to its iron rim
Last Line: The specious cleanliness of what's behind. %nothing to do but live the years to come


NOURISHMENT       
First Line: Love--its long spoon, its promise, and its threat--
Last Line: We turn our double back to speechlessly %and sit and eat our fill
Variant Title(s): Mourishmen


OCTOBER       
First Line: October thursdays. Circle of pale men
Last Line: Wait; it is themselves they wave away. %the bodies they bestride here are their own


ODE ON HIS SLEEP       
First Line: Each time I check your succulent
Last Line: Its tidy lines dividing time and space again. %we climb back in and sleep a lifetime off
Variant Title(s): On His Slee


ODE TO SLEEP    Poem Text    
First Line: O soothest sleep, if so it please thee, close
Subject(s): Sleep


OLD WHORE PETTICOATS       
First Line: When I was in my twenties
Last Line: Hastily and contemptuously off


ON DREAMS 1       
First Line: Invisible to each of us in turn
Last Line: And to envision either kind of end %and still move parallel.So much for love


ON DREAMS 2       
First Line: Tell me your dream. I know it as a house
Last Line: Your presence %pulled away from light %ahead of time. I cannot bear the loss


ON DREAMS 3       
First Line: The horses of achilles! I was one
Last Line: There was no end: %no graceful way out of the vaulted room


ON DREAMS 4       
First Line: The beauty and encumbrance of this world
Last Line: Again %affection strains its fleshly boundary


ON DREAMS 5       
First Line: Fax me your dream. Or first take this of mine:
Last Line: Every hour makes reference to the question %listlessly, dice shaken in the rain
Subject(s): Dreams


ON DREAMS 6       
First Line: Poised yourself on a brink
Last Line: Still you could wake up %into the steadfast flower of your body, %the wounded hours, the blank day's


ON MYTH       
First Line: For myth's enduring freshness
Last Line: And death that turns a bit each minute %so subtly we forget we're in it


ON POETRY 2 TRIVIA       
First Line: By trivia I mean unmediated
Last Line: Whole years fit into a tiny window, %sunny, untouchable, distant, %the scene it frames an idol out o
Variant Title(s): On Poetry: 2. Trivi


ON POETRY: 1. LYRIC       
First Line: All possible excrescences lopped off
Last Line: Small explosions follow, their throbbing, % a welcome price for maimed intensity
Variant Title(s): On Poetry 1 Lyri


ON POETRY: 3. NATURE       
First Line: Hardest of all. Is it whatever fails
Last Line: Not one but two lights, and a single urgent %finger pointing--is it up or down?
Variant Title(s): On Poetry 3 Natur


ON THAT MOUNTAIN       
First Line: Evidence everywhere: accumulation
Last Line: Getting ready to go back down the mountain


ORANGE       
First Line: When it is time to begin to think of
Last Line: Doubt his existence. But the orange %pelt %ignites its emblem in the mirror's %eye


OTHER SIDE       
First Line: Impressionist painters capture sun
Last Line: Untied and sparkling in another sun


OUR NEED FOR STORIES       
First Line: Tell me a story, tell me a story. Why
Last Line: Tells us the broken world is where we are


OYSTER GRAIN       
First Line: Think of the ancient fable. Wound and bow
Last Line: Destined, like mythic rose or toad, to fall %once ripened from our mouths and roll itself away


PANTOUM ON PUMPKIN HILL       
First Line: The goldenrod sheds pollen in the butter
Last Line: I follow syllable by syllable: %the goldenrod sheds pollen in the butter


PARENTS' HANDBOOK       
First Line: Arrival 10 a.M.: are we too early
Last Line: Well, not much else to say, I guess. %love, mom


PART AND WHOLE       
First Line: Struggling to explain metonymy
Last Line: No; that is so much a part of us %we can let it go


PASS IT ON, 1       
First Line: Like a huge tree house out of mortal reach
Last Line: Or treefall one can climb? A gap; a dome; more reaching hands; and a pervasive light
Variant Title(s): Pass It O


PASS IT ON, 2       
First Line: I grope to find the phrases for two thoughts
Last Line: Opens its wings. They spread. They cover us: %myriad lives foreshortened into word


PASS IT ON, 2       
First Line: I grope to find the phrases for two thoughts
Last Line: I didn't know %the torch would have to pass through my own body


PASS IT ON, 3       
First Line: Lilacs look neon in fading light
Last Line: Oil, oil in the lock. %the old key turns
Variant Title(s): Pass It On, Iii


PASS IT ON, III    Poem Text    
First Line: Lilacs look neon in fading light.
Subject(s): Nature; Time


PASSAGE       
First Line: Tracking what is mortal, we forsake
Last Line: At the abyss. %a thin song rises to the lips like air


PEACOCK IN THE GARDEN       
First Line: When the peacock turned
Last Line: (not onto me--I'd moved aside a little) %from where he roosted on the sun-warmed wall


PECULIAR SANCTITY       
First Line: Except it didn't. It went underground
Last Line: From the new, old, peculiar sanctity, %before returning to their grisly task


PERFORMANCES, ASSORTMENTS    Poem Text    
First Line: Performances, assortments, resumes'
Subject(s): Crane, Hart (1899-1932)


PERFORMANCES, ASSORTMENTS       
First Line: Performances, assortments, resumes'
Last Line: The face, the janus faces, are your own
Subject(s): Crane, Hart (1899-1932)


PHILEMON AND BAUCIS       
First Line: My envy of people my age or older


POLES       
First Line: Present and past: opposing entities
Last Line: Bracketers of the place %that we inhabit, if time equals space


POMEGRANATE VARIATIONS       
First Line: Most know the name. But since so many claim
Last Line: Scarlet, intoxicating, onto white


POMOLOGY       
First Line: Sappho, of the numberless kinds of apples
Last Line: Seen from the roadside the tree is untouched, a virgin %beaming sheer ripeness


PREREQUISITE       
First Line: That time across the water


PRESERVING YOUR WEDDING GOWN       
First Line: Since I am waist-deep in the past
Last Line: Just ask miss havisham


PRONOUN VARIATIONS       
First Line: Me. My. You. I. Our. They
Last Line: Pronouns passing, the great noun persisting


PROPS       
First Line: The queen steps forward, strews the open grave
Last Line: Bursts in to tell us she has hanged herself


RAG RUG    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Rugs; Carpets


RAG RUG       
First Line: It has arrived at last--the long rag rug
Last Line: If that is where I am. These rugs recover %the sense of stepping twice into a single river


READING DAVID FERRY'S POEMS       
First Line: The words run clear like water in these poems
Last Line: Even as it preserves him on the page %the language sweeping him beyond our reach


READING THE PRINCESS WHILE GIVING BLOOD WHILE READING THE PRINCESS       
First Line: Waiting to give blood
Last Line: Coloring the summer afternoon


REAL LIFE       
First Line: Depending upon who's observing whom
Last Line: When I sat down to write


RECOVERIES: 23 WAVERLY PLACE, JUNE 1992       
First Line: About to ring the bell of a good friend
Last Line: Each visit was a vigil. So I sat %taking in the candied ginger's heat


RECOVERIES: 460 RIVERSIDE DRIVE? NO TIME       
First Line: The old apartment's empty, dingy, brown
Last Line: The acrid desolation of the dream %is tangy as a herring packed in cream


RECOVERIES: CODA       
First Line: The future's where we place our hope and fear
Last Line: A blond recorder resting in its stand. %kippers. Pastries. A remembered taste


RECOVERIES: GREENWICH VILLAGE, MID-1950'S       
First Line: Once upon a time near union square
Last Line: Soprano, alto, bass. Mouthpiece of amber? %blond wood or dark? The fur (wolf? Fox?) was silver


RECOVERIES: ST. LUKE'S HOSPITAL, MAY 20, 1992       
First Line: Hurrying to the hospital last may
Last Line: If I clean my sleeve, do I erase %my final expectation of her face?


RECOVERIES: SWEET BRIAR, VIRGINIA, NOVEMBER 1992; ALSACE, PRE-1924       
First Line: A college pool, central virginia
Last Line: Cream and butter, chocolate, raspberry... %can such rich pastries ever be again?


RECYCLING    Poem Text    
First Line: If from ruined tara's draperies
Subject(s): Creation; Refuse & Refuse Disposal


RECYCLING       
First Line: If from ruined tara's draperies
Last Line: Edure as reference, memory, and love, %recycled, feather-light, perennial
Subject(s): Creation; Refuse And Refuse Disposal


RED HAT       
First Line: It started before christmas. Now our son
Last Line: Since the red hat vanished from our sight


RED HOUSE       
First Line: Malevich painted you. Can I come in?
Last Line: Your eyes, your windows shrouded with salt spray %or windowless but still awash with light


REDEMPTIONS BY TRANSFORMATION       
First Line: Forf half your life, one of your favorite toys
Last Line: Private beauty in a spread of lives


REFLEX OF SUMMER       
First Line: Exactly when you might expect the soul
Last Line: Open your wings to what cannot be seen


REINVENTION       
First Line: In an alcove a man is giving birth
Last Line: Inventing, reinventing, we all are


REVENANT       
First Line: A strange particularity %shapes this man asleep
Last Line: Pass my fingertips %over the body %of the nameless breather


REVISION       
First Line: This was my expectation of grief
Last Line: The lights dimmed and went out. The curtain fell


RHAPSODY FOR THANKSGIVING       
First Line: In a warm room and surfeited with turkey


RIVERSIDE PARK       
First Line: I've always loved the autumn. Trees bleed amber
Last Line: Russet brocades are draping, none is you


ROADBLOCK    Poem Text    
First Line: Call me the bee buzzing in the museum.
Subject(s): Automobile Accidents


ROADBLOCK       
First Line: Call me the bee buzzing in the museum
Last Line: Moving ahead, kid sister into woman, %stonewalled by death each time she rounds a bend?


SAPPHO, KEATS       
First Line: The girls in lesbos have dark eyes
Last Line: Some rooting down of love, like wheat, %in the unjilting bed of ground


SEA, SKY, MOUNTAIN, LANTERN       
First Line: Oilslicked, opal, sapphire


SEAMY SIDE       
First Line: I and my women can unsnarl the state
Last Line: Each other versions of an endless tale
Subject(s): Relationships; Women


SEARCH       
First Line: They speak, of course. But is it as a body
Last Line: I look up in search of what is lost


SEARCHING THE SCRIPTURES    Poem Text    
First Line: Sunny may morning; going through the mail
Subject(s): Bible


SEARCHING THE SCRIPTURES       
First Line: Sunny may morning; going through the mail
Last Line: Possibly be sufficient per lap. %ethan, who will be running, just turned ten
Subject(s): Bible


SECRETS       
First Line: The magnum opus when it operates


SENTIMENTAL EDUCATION       
First Line: When my eyes rove in search of recognition
Last Line: Until I tore myself away like skin %and walked into the story of the future


SHELLS       
First Line: Scalloped synecdoches of satin cloud
Last Line: Neither will I rinse them from my mind, %beloved bones dismantled into sand


SIDE BY SIDE    Poem Text    
First Line: Are you asleep? Not really.
Subject(s): Night; Relationships; Bedtime


SILVER AND GOLD       
First Line: I had a dream the other night
Last Line: Nothing seemed aged or changed except for me


SKY AND RIVER, NET AND OPEN BOOK       
First Line: Four o'clock. Five. Low air soft as a glove
Last Line: How near, how far, oh simply how-do I


SLEEPING BEAUTY       
First Line: Husk a person beyond summer's pale
Last Line: To take your chances in, with years to spare. %I kiss you. Cured: the word hangs there like smoke


SLIP       
First Line: Empty and trembling, haloed by absences
Last Line: There all the while and yet not there forever


SONG       
First Line: Even if every summer past were calling
Last Line: Or that with sudden snorts of laughter we %puncture the pompous zero of an end


SPRING       
First Line: Here come the new pastels! Magnolias fling
Last Line: Hard spring light pours down without a word %into the pure, the newly naked eye


STICHOMYTHIA       
First Line: Answers burrow into further questions
Last Line: Yourself the angel to this sudden quiet


STILL LIFE IN GARDEN       
First Line: Speechless, considering, feet well apart
Last Line: The deep and inexhaustible green brood %you now are lost in, standing where she stood
Variant Title(s): Still-life In Garde


STRESS       
First Line: Philoctetes' venom-sodden foot
Last Line: A mind of luminous tranquility, %a body open to the world's regard


SUCCESSION       
First Line: Usurping divers, one behind or one above another


SUMMER       
First Line: What the two boys built in the woods last week
Last Line: Private, ecstatic, shared--okay, a fort


SUMMER IN WHITE, GREEN, AND BLACK       
First Line: In the beginning summer stretches out


SUMMER NIGHTS AND DAYS    Poem Text    
First Line: So far the nights feel lonelier than the days.
Subject(s): Summer


SUMMER WEATHER       
First Line: The brimming trough of water in the meadow
Last Line: Abeyance doesn't mean I won't return


SUNDAY MORNING       
First Line: Sunday morning. Smell of something dead
Last Line: As a result of which (the child %dabbing the spindle red %adds) she felt much better


SUNSET       
First Line: Since you hadn't come
Last Line: Baring her pointed teeth in the dark window


SUPER NIVEM       
First Line: My scars are slow in healing, dark
Last Line: But clotted letters I can read. %they mark the parts of me that bleed


TAKING SIDES       
First Line: Who wouldn't want to be elsewhere?
Last Line: Where we three bend our heads %and scribble away for life


TEA AND A DREAM    Poem Text    
First Line: One eye open, on its little island
Last Line: "the black box, emptied of its cargo, light,
Subject(s): Dreams; Merrill, James (1926-1995); Absence; Nightmares


TEA AND A DREAM       
First Line: One eye open, on its little island
Last Line: The black box, emptied of its cargo, light, %rides again to a parnassian height
Subject(s): Dreams


TEACHING EMILY DICKINSON    Poem Text    
First Line: What starts as one more monday morning class
Subject(s): Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)


TEACHING EMILY DICKINSON       
First Line: What starts as one more monday morning class
Last Line: Opens its wings. They spread. They cover us: %myraid lives foreshortened into word
Subject(s): Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)


TEACHING THE ILIAD       
First Line: Teaching the text, I feel
Last Line: Margin and horizon like a screen %on which hexameters drum down like rain


TENOR AND VEHICLE       
First Line: Ivy, scarlet signifier, climbs
Last Line: And who will volunteer to be the stone?


THANK YOU AND GOODBYE       
First Line: Thunder stalks the darkening rim of sky
Last Line: When what we mean is take my plate away. %thank you edges over to goodbye


THAT TIME, THIS PLACE       
First Line: All terribly remembered towers of troy
Last Line: All fighters, fathers, all departed heroes, %our house cries out for you


THAT WALK AWAY AS ONE: A MARRIAGE BROOD       
First Line: I was never accused of beauty


THE AFTERGLOW    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Conduct Of Life


THE CHORUS    Poem Text    
First Line: A greek I worked for once would always say
Subject(s): Old Age; Tragedy


THE END OF SUMMER    Poem Text    
First Line: Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn
Subject(s): Summer


THE FALL OF TROY    Poem Text    
First Line: Sing now the heavy furniture of the fall,
Subject(s): Trojan War


THE FENCE OF THE TEETH    Poem Text    
First Line: Not the burgeoning season (late may, early june) nor the centry fast
Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary


THE HOUSE BESIDE THE SEA    Poem Text    
First Line: Like a fine white shirt I put it on
Subject(s): Literary Form


THE LAST MOVIE    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Motion Pictures; Death; Conduct Of Life; Movies; Cinema; Dead, The


THE LIGHT BULB    Poem Text    
First Line: Yesterday owen barfield died at ninety-nine
Subject(s): Barfield, Owen (1898-1997); Writing & Writers


THE RED HAT    Poem Text     Recitation
First Line: It started before christmas. Now our son
Subject(s): Parents; Anxiety; Parenthood


THE SEAMY SIDE    Poem Text    
First Line: I and my women can unsnarl the state
Subject(s): Relationships; Women


THREE ADOLESCENT MEMORIES       
First Line: Father, love, absence, silence, presence, other
Last Line: To every toddler's bedtime, and beyond


THREE SILENCES       
First Line: Of all the times when not to speak is best
Last Line: The carnival preparing to leave town


TRIOLETS IN THE ARGOLID    Poem Text    
First Line: The taste is strong as ever,
Subject(s): Time; Silence; Cell Phones; Taste (sense); Love; Worry


TRIPTYCH       
First Line: Flanked by the yes and no
Last Line: Precious as captured time %and real as wind and rain


TWELFTH BIRTHDAY    Poem Text    
First Line: As if because you lay
Subject(s): Birthdays


TWELFTH BIRTHDAY       
First Line: As if because you lay
Last Line: You smiled. You knew time was my enemy


TWINS       
First Line: Philip larkin says %novels are about those
Last Line: Only in being both miraculous


TWO AND ONE       
First Line: Asleep between us
Last Line: The hour is noon %and is forever


TWO CHARONS       
First Line: Charon? Sure. So far I've met him twice
Last Line: We registered his presence, even so


TWO CLASS TRIPS       
First Line: Behaving in obedience to a law
Last Line: Framed by pastness, ready to be seen


TWO PAINTINGS SEEN AGAIN: 1. SAINT GEORGE AND THE DRAGON       
First Line: It needs a second visit
Last Line: Standing musing over his green prey %will need another look


TWO PAINTINGS SEEN AGAIN: 2. PETRUS CHRISTUS 'PIETA'       
First Line: It takes a second visit
Last Line: Look back. Risk desiring to return


UP AND DOWN       
First Line: Days into weeks


UPON MY MOHTER'S DEATH       
First Line: Skull in the mirror, nodding: I can cope
Last Line: The waiting countryside. And love's deep well


UPON MY MOTHER'S DEATH       
First Line: The empty bed. And instantly I knew
Last Line: Has a silver lining, I now see. %it blurs the limits of mortality
Variant Title(s): The Empty Be


VARIETIES OF ISOLATION       
First Line: The double lesson traces itself out
Last Line: Executed by a trompe l'oeil master


VISITING THE GYPSY       
First Line: A cool may night, green leaves
Last Line: I gestured; said tziganes?- %the ancient language ringing through me like a gong


WAITING    Poem Text    
First Line: Each afternoon now (the concierge foretold it)
Subject(s): Time


WAR AND LOVE       
First Line: War: %to fashion narratives of pointillist
Last Line: Nothing in nature, nothing out of nature %answered you, war.When nothing had a voice


WATER AND FIRE       
First Line: Water and fire and a beloved face
Last Line: Turns, sighing, to your inexhaustible %books, which englobe lost worlds in every word


WAY WE LIVE NOW       
First Line: Susan sontag has a story called
Last Line: Out of this world even for a single night


WEEK AFTER EASTER       
First Line: Saturday. Suburban funeral
Last Line: Air indise, then move toward the street


WHALE       
First Line: Blueberries slow sun burnishes


WHAT ABOUT ADULTS? THOUGHTS WHILE THE CHILD SLEEPS       
First Line: Sleep. I'll take the opportunity
Last Line: Even as the seasons slide inexorably on


WHAT COLOR WAS HIS BATHING SUIT       
First Line: If looking at the sky can make our babble
Last Line: Only my love, filtered through gauze of story


WINGBEATS       
First Line: I see with a pang how much I have left out. Less and less
Last Line: Overhearing as from a hasty angel brushing by


WINGED WORDS    Poem Text    
First Line: Trying to speak means flailing with
Subject(s): Literary Form


WINGED WORDS       
First Line: Trying to speak means flailing with
Last Line: Our words are bodies. We write on air
Subject(s): Literary Form


WINTER NIGHT       
First Line: Unhuggable, unspeaking. A new year
Last Line: No drawbridge I can manage seems to span %the moat of the grim fortress you've become


WISH GRANTED       
First Line: Far city, agora and games and temple
Last Line: Scorching silence, %and the wide hayfield tilting


WOLF IN BED       
First Line: From when you still could see
Last Line: And read you stories of children %walking unattended through dark woods


WORD AND WORLD       
First Line: Admittedly the impulse can be strong
Last Line: Our need is as we gather to receive it


WORK IN THE EARTH SO FAST       
First Line: Ruffles of pungent radiance, gold, maroon
Last Line: Almost too promptly and too modestly to see
Subject(s): Earth; Labor And Laborers


WREATH       
First Line: My dream is of a wreath. No, of a woman
Last Line: In her very desiccation


YES, BUT       
First Line: It is irrevocable. Not like marriage
Last Line: The child's cry in the night %hushes it for a little %that mortal ticking


ZONE OF ATTRACTION       
First Line: Whether one took a lover
Last Line: One by one and vanish in the air