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Author: RANKINE, CLAUDIA
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Rankine, Claudia    Poet's Biography
122 poems available by this author


A FATHER TELLS HIS SON    Poem Text    
First Line: A father tells his son the thing he regrets most about his life is the amount of time he has spent w
Subject(s): Worry; Conduct Of Life; Anxiety


AFTER DAVID HAMMONS    Poem Text    
First Line: In the darkened moment a body gifted with the blue light of a flashligh


CAST AWAY MOAN (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: She inventories her interior and despite the striking good looks
Subject(s): Despair; Self


CAST AWAY MOAN (1)       
First Line: She inventories her interior and despite the striking good looks
Last Line: Like an introduction, like dominion stretched out
Subject(s): Despair; Self


CAST AWAY MOAN (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: Plumage of bird
Subject(s): Despair; Self


CAST AWAY MOAN (2)       
First Line: Plumage of bird
Last Line: How to have lived this?
Subject(s): Despair; Self


CAST AWAY MOAN (3)    Poem Text    
First Line: Every towel. Every glass of ice water. Seduced
Subject(s): Despair; Self


CAST AWAY MOAN (3)       
First Line: Every towel. Every glass of ice water. Seduced
Last Line: I only mean you need to reenter, bring forward yourself
Subject(s): Despair; Self


DIRTIED UP (1)       
First Line: Door opening to green bowl of narcissus
Last Line: Its that's-enough-now, enough, dank hint of constriction
Subject(s): Despair; Self


DIRTIED UP (2)       
First Line: Though you thought you heard, so surely you heard
Last Line: To smile, inappropriate, awkward
Subject(s): Despair; Self


DIRTIED UP (3)       
First Line: Suspecting only illusion (some vindicative act of mind
Last Line: The woods are disappointed in me
Subject(s): Despair; Self


DIRTIED UP, SELECTION    Poem Text    
First Line: Suspecting only illusion (some vindicative act of mind
Subject(s): Despair; Self


DON'T LET ME BE LONELY (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: There was a time I could say no one I knew well had died
Subject(s): Children; Loneliness; Childhood


DON'T LET ME BE LONELY (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: On the bus two women argue about whether rudy giuliani
Subject(s): Giuliani, Rudy; Imagination; Fancy


DON'T LET ME BE LONELY, SELS       
First Line: Cornel west makes the point that hope is different
Last Line: Close to dead is what I think


EIGHT SKETCHES       
First Line: It was that...That that she feared
Last Line: And is the damaged beauty of what?


ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: As each syllable leaves these lips as touch, feel how onerous
Subject(s): Despair; Self


ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND (1)       
First Line: Viewed in this way
Last Line: The thrown off
Subject(s): Despair; Self


ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: This then is --
Subject(s): Despair; Self


ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND (2)       
First Line: This then is --
Last Line: Losing, beforehand, inside
Subject(s): Despair; Self


ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND (3)       
First Line: Similar also
Last Line: Nothing to shadow. I want to say, a life can take a life away
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (1). ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND    Poem Text    
First Line: As each syllable leaves these lips as touch, feel how onerous
Subject(s): Despair; Language; Self; Words; Vocabulary


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (1). ELSEWHERE, THINGS TEND       
First Line: As each syllable leaves these lips as touch, feel how onerous
Last Line: With no more room, falling %into nowhere else
Subject(s): Despair; Language; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: Angled between sperm and please, tugging at her hem
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (2)       
First Line: (ripped out night, your core untranslatable. Preverbal, paralyzed
Last Line: And in her way against him, saying, love, I love you
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (3)       
First Line: Angled between sperm and please, tugging at her hem
Last Line: Of the umbilical cord and waste what is. Misery gone
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (4)       
First Line: Heaved into procelain: crumbs to chicken, neither orange
Last Line: Gripping the senses; then-anywhere but where I am heading
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (5)       
First Line: She would not see it if she had been disgraced she would not
Last Line: Listen to me disgraced do not put it do not bring it to me
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (6)       
First Line: Observe that meanwhile
Last Line: No foreigner comes
Subject(s): Despair; Self


EXTENT AND ROOT OF (7)       
First Line: Then the blond arm, taken
Last Line: But, as it will be how I survive, I will not feel so
Subject(s): Despair; Self


HIM       
First Line: West indian, him left, like de rest
Last Line: Bigger child answer, he's our father


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: A turned ankle is its own consequence. She hops about
Last Line: Respond like any woman collecting rainwater to stay alive
Subject(s): Accidents


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (1)       
First Line: Though we occupied our regular seats, the tolling
Last Line: Without vision of the casting down
Subject(s): Despair; Self


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: Nearer the open hydrants of summer to arrive flung, sung, sweat stains tossed aside: all effort
Last Line: Legs around: closure rewarding and sustained and thigh-high
Subject(s): Past; Baths & Bathing


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (2)       
First Line: Even today, after
Last Line: Until the space between them asks, how wide this?
Subject(s): Despair; Self


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (3)    Poem Text    
First Line: Don't ask to be told x to y in time of eternity
Last Line: Is the voice nice. Just as the lips open the eyes
Subject(s): Despair


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (3)       
First Line: A turned ankle is its own consequence. She hops about
Last Line: Respond like any woman collecting rainwater to stay alive
Subject(s): Despair; Self


HUNGER TO THE TABLE (4)       
First Line: Nearer the open hydrants of summer to arrive flung, sung, sweat
Last Line: Is the voice nice. Just as the lips open open the eyes
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (1)       
First Line: Then I think, I must have done something perhaps
Last Line: Each truth runs blood the breath began
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (2)       
First Line: We store at this late date repair against the base insults
Last Line: The railing is gone
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (3)       
First Line: Not to bad-mouth a momentary mood of mind
Last Line: So unwilling though spilling into this disfigured future
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (4)       
First Line: Brought to this: chagrin of falling rock
Last Line: This world is only our stillborn: company
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (5)       
First Line: Better to think, the descent before me is a stranger's
Last Line: From all brooding, sidestep this wilderness preceding amen
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (6)       
First Line: Addie says, sin and salvation are just words for cora
Last Line: Masked in retelling because the feeling forgiven is too much
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (7)       
First Line: To bring such need
Last Line: All this, the relief it brings me
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE BEYOND (8)       
First Line: So you, in this role as you own rescuer, trebled voice
Last Line: Look out for yourself. Go outside. Stand up. Straighter. Flirt
Subject(s): Despair; Self


IN THIS SENSE, BEYOND    Poem Text    
First Line: I apologize, but I do not apologize
Last Line: But if grief needs to be it is in the end, anyway
Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary


IN THIS SENSE, BEYOND       
First Line: I apologize, but I do not apologize
Last Line: But if grief needs to be it is in the end, anyway
Subject(s): Language


INTERMISSION IN FOUR ACTS: 1. THE THING IN PLAY       
First Line: A world outside this plot prevents our intermission from being uninvolved
Last Line: If who you are wants not to live life so


INTERMISSION IN FOUR ACTS: 2. STILL IN PLAY       
First Line: On the street where children now reside, the speed limit is 25. Green
Last Line: Minutes are letting go. A hose is invisible on the darkened lawn


INTERMISSION IN FOUR ACTS: 3. MUSICAL INTERLUDE       
First Line: A certain type of life is plot-driven. A certain slant in life
Last Line: Catches. It feels like tenderness beckoning and it is into her voice, %rejoicing


INTERMISSION IN FOUR ACTS: 4. IN MORTAL THEATER       
First Line: Blessedly the absolute miscarries
Last Line: I am. %am almost to be touching


MAN AND WOMAN IN LANDSCAPE       
First Line: Instead of emptiness
Last Line: A million unvoiced wishes yellowed %and multiplying


MAN. HIS BOWL. HIS RASPBERRIES       
First Line: The bowl he starts with
Last Line: For only the raspberry. Securing, pulling %gently, taking, he gets what he needs


OUT OF MANY, ONE: BACK-A-YARD       
First Line: Thirsty. Hot. The odor
Last Line: Into the sun, a red tongue, %aflame in the sky


OUT OF MANY, ONE: HELLSHIRE BEACH       
First Line: In atmosphere %turn blue with dusk
Last Line: But if you feel you must, %go 'long, go 'long


OUT OF MANY, ONE: JUBILEE MARKET       
First Line: Stalls along the road
Last Line: Water run to a greater %wetness, salt


OUT OF MANY, ONE: MAN CALLED COUNTRY       
First Line: Early morning him take
Last Line: Barely start, them tired for true


OUT OF MANY, ONE: RED HILLS ROAD       
First Line: Crossing roots swell
Last Line: To work. And him, %him wanting to work


OUT OF MANY, ONE: THE DARK       
First Line: Night john crows glide
Last Line: Tuck him in with prayers, kneel %on the wooden floor


OUT OF MANY, ONE: THE INTERIOR       
First Line: Naked as the day him born
Last Line: Fi-me woman, me waan


OUT OF MANY, ONE: WEST HARBOUR       
First Line: Pansies, blue and white
Last Line: Streak yellow and orange, %open into swelling dusk


OUT OF MANY, ONE: YARD       
First Line: From where she stand
Last Line: Red coals falling to ash


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: Difficult to pinpoint
Last Line: Bullet templed, rip the mind out. Go ahead
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (1)       
First Line: Difficult to pinpoint
Last Line: Bullet templed. Rip the mind out. Go ahead
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: Dawn will clear through the night rains so hard. Rain
Last Line: Thought-damaged throat
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (2)       
First Line: Dawn will clear through the night rains so hard. Rain
Last Line: Thought-damaged throat
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (3)    Poem Text    
First Line: Remember a future
Last Line: Sense, jane, disabled
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (3)       
First Line: Remember a future
Last Line: Sense, jane. Disabled
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (4)    Poem Text    
First Line: Assurance collapses naturally
Last Line: Yourself. All I want
Subject(s): Despair; Self


OVERVIEW IS A PLACE (4)       
First Line: Assurance collapses naturally
Last Line: Yourself. All I want
Subject(s): Despair; Self


PLOT, SELS.       
First Line: Submerged deeper than appetite
Last Line: Tainly startled %how not to smile out loud


PROXIMITY OF CLOCK TO LOCK       
First Line: In the marriage, not able to anticipate how they would feel
Last Line: He was biting his cuticle. %(what?) (you know what


PROXIMITY OF INNER TO IN HER       
First Line: What was it that they wanted? More flesh of their flesh?
Last Line: Form of a truce? A bruising?


PROXIMITY OF STUCK TO TUCK       
First Line: Liv's own mother had the smell of pee beneath her nails
Last Line: I, I was supposed to go and now I am late


QUOTIDIAN (1)       
First Line: What we live
Last Line: What the hardware of slumber draws below
Subject(s): Despair; Self


QUOTIDIAN (2)       
First Line: Night sky %all day the light
Last Line: Its murmurous mirror
Subject(s): Despair; Self


QUOTIDIAN (3)       
First Line: Its drained tongue
Last Line: Here in the skin of -- otherwise) shoveling out, dryly
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: When she arrived
Last Line: I was alive. Did I say this? I asked. I stood up. The rain.
Subject(s): Photography & Photographers; Like; Sickness


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (1)       
First Line: When she arrived
Last Line: She laughed. She was laughing. She was lying. The rain
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (10)       
First Line: Again the naked nude must stagger the soul's
Last Line: A bold personification of sky: purview
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (2)    Poem Text    
First Line: One day it is happy birthday or I love you or how did you know?
Last Line: Lying on the ground too ironic to call for help
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (2)       
First Line: Here. Take the photo. In the photo she is not gorgeous
Last Line: I was alive. Did I say this? I asked. I stood up. The rain
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (3)       
First Line: Before the arrival of everyone, drinking glass after glass
Last Line: The sky is blue. This in time reminds. Stands one up
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (4)       
First Line: Laughter has the house to itself. It wraps to hide
Last Line: Ever peaceful. Tell her, she cannot rest there
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (5)       
First Line: Within the untrained ear
Last Line: She didn't appeal to him
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (6)       
First Line: Later in a bar with a friend. He muses: there we were
Last Line: Even with her wet eyelash picking up dust she must realize
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (7)       
First Line: In another language hunger might bring her to her feet
Last Line: What put her here brought her to the ground so to speak
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (8)       
First Line: Or did she (not he) simply stretch out? She
Last Line: Is a mountain range pulsing
Subject(s): Despair; Self


RESIDUAL IN THE HOUR (9)       
First Line: One day it is happy birthday or I love you or how did you know?
Last Line: Lying on the ground too ironic to call for help
Subject(s): Despair; Self


SHE       
First Line: Daybreak, pon de continent she recall
Last Line: Since girl-time--the big-belly sea


SHORT NARRATIVE IN SERVICE OF PLOT ENTITLED PROXIMITY OF EXPOSED ...       
First Line: As she could not applaud the mothers and fathers, their slith-
Last Line: Good


SIMILARLY, MY SISTER       
First Line: A similar, mirrored self chews cashews in the midday, collects
Last Line: Could begin again with no one to show us how to live life %differently


TESTIMONIAL       
First Line: As if I craved error, as if love were ahistorical,
Last Line: So say, this earth untouched is ruptured enough to grieve.


TESTIMONIAL (1)    Poem Text    
First Line: As if I craved error, as if love were ahistorical
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (1)       
First Line: As if I craved error, as if love were ahistorical
Last Line: It was june and brilliant. The sun higher than god
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (2). ATLANTIC SHORES    Poem Text    
First Line: In this bed, a man on his back, his eyes
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (2). ATLANTIC SHORES       
First Line: In this bed, a man on his back, his eyes
Last Line: As all the hurt this world could give
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (3)    Poem Text    
First Line: Gnaw. Zigzag. The end of the alphabet buckling floors
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (3)       
First Line: Gnaw. Zigzag. The end of the alphabet buckling floors
Last Line: The outside tap turns tentatively on
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (4)    Poem Text    
First Line: Lower the lids and the mind swims out into
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TESTIMONIAL (4)       
First Line: Lower the lids and the mind swims out into
Last Line: So say, this earth untouched is ruptured enough to grieve
Subject(s): Despair; Self


THE QUOTIDIAN    Poem Text    
First Line: What we live
Last Line: Here in the skin of . . . Otherwise) shoveling / out, dryly
Subject(s): Conduct Of Life; Self


THE ROOM IS A FOUNTAIN IN EXPERIENCE    Poem Text    
First Line: Though a previousness, cushioned by dark, aggregates the room
Subject(s): Self


THERE'S A BUTTON ON THE REMOTE CONTROL CALLED FAV    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Television; Aging; Transience; Tv; Impermanence


THIS LIFE       
First Line: Each sensitive hour, every kicking day we sweep
Last Line: Covered over by flesh. All this life we are unable to rest


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (1)       
First Line: Who distributes the live or die
Last Line: Is all effort to shape what surfaces within the sane
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (2)       
First Line: Ignore your own devastation and it doggedly shadows, resurfacing
Last Line: We can enter into hell and still sit down for sunday dinner
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (3)       
First Line: Inconsolable outdoorness of the heart
Last Line: Waiting-dear, heart, you break in two. You do not break into
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (4)       
First Line: Privately, %dukes up, duel or duck, beat on
Last Line: Calm, outside the mirror
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (5)       
First Line: As if anguishing should be excrement
Last Line: As if anguishing
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (6)       
First Line: The plunging. This time complex
Last Line: The floor). Sit down the long while
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (7)       
First Line: Mosquitoes abundant, limit of white wall, stray thread, this
Last Line: I apologize, but I do not apologize
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (8)       
First Line: To sit next to the self
Last Line: As if grief needs to be and is in the end, anyway
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY (9)       
First Line: The tongue is a muscle
Last Line: Better to curse, shut up, before understanding sets in
Subject(s): Despair; Self


TOWARD BIOGRAPHY, SELECTION    Poem Text    
First Line: As if anguishing should be excrement
Last Line: As if anguishing
Subject(s): Despair


TWO SONNETS: 1. NAY    Poem Text    
First Line: With such strong arms I shut my love about
Last Line: What fool would hope for firm possession then?
Subject(s): Love Nature Of; Death


VERY CLOSE TO MY WORLD       
First Line: In the hours my heart breaks faith with me
Last Line: You, heart, you belong to somebody waiting


WE HEARD HEALTH CARE        Recitation by Author
First Line: We heard health care and we thought public option
Subject(s): Health Care & Insurance; United States - Politics & Government; Social Classes; Racism; Caste; Racial Prejudice; Bigotry


WHERE IS THE SEA? (1)       
First Line: The boy with his skate, the man in llove, st. Christopher
Last Line: I will dance to the rhythm. You will play
Subject(s): Despair; Self


WHERE IS THE SEA? (2)       
First Line: Though we nedd make civil the war in our hearts, deeper is
Last Line: For you, willingly, every day, room for she, my suitcase, all my stuff?
Subject(s): Despair; Self


WHERE IS THE SEA? (3)       
First Line: To locate the self salvaged. Persuaded by, within the drawn
Last Line: There must be an uninvolved and there, outrageous calm
Subject(s): Despair; Self