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Lifson, Martha Ronk   
8 poems available by this author


DARK TONIGHT       
First Line: Waiting for it three hours so I can throw the switch


DUCHAMPS IN THE GARDEN       
First Line: Astilbe between pink and white


IT ISN'T OVER YET       
First Line: In the meantime it isn't over yet


LOOKING AT A REPRODUCTION OF LADIES OF THE VILLAGE       
First Line: Behind the stiff women in their stuff of satin


OBJECT OF DESIRE       
First Line: The elaborate celibate twilight


ONE NEEDS       
First Line: One needs perhaps someone who doesn't have to


OTHERWISE       
First Line: If memory and wehre they had crossed into it


QUIET BY HILLSIDES IN THE AFTERNOON       
Last Line: Finding shadows to lie down in %and the quiet that finally touches my palms



Ronk, Martha    Poet's Biography
122 poems available by this author


A BLURRY PHOTOGRAPH    Poem Text    
First Line: The tree azalea overwhelms the evening with its scent
Subject(s): Photography & Photographers; Time; Smells; Memory; Odors; Aromas; Fragrances


A MEMORY OF HER LODGED IN WET AIR AND SKIN    Poem Text    
First Line: If the slightly wet air in the skin is the hillside
Subject(s): Swimming & Swimmers; Time


ABELMOSCHUS MANIHOT       
First Line: I'll never get closer to the simple life
Last Line: And stick fires pass the time


ACCIDENTS WILL HAPPEN       
First Line: The question crosses into a lane of
Last Line: A sign of the raw stubbornness of the world


ACCOUNT       
First Line: The plants keep coming
Last Line: History lost in the far off


AFTER THE DARK CAME    Poem Text    
First Line: After the accident on the bricks we notice the underside
Subject(s): Accidents


ALIBI       
First Line: Cinzano comes in two shades
Last Line: To body to speak of, I think we had %what was called seasonable weather


ARROYO SECO    Poem Text    
First Line: The gap in logic cuts a dry riverbed across the land
Subject(s): Canyons


ARROYO SECO       
First Line: The gap in logic cuts a dry riverbed across the land
Last Line: After a while I couldn't tell if nostalgia was %for a place or a time or before learning to think
Subject(s): Canyons


ARS POETICA       
First Line: It's enough perhaps not to go anywhere
Last Line: The poet keeps reading from right to left


AT SILVERLAKE PARK       
First Line: At the edge of the chain-link fence
Last Line: He comes again to his own country


BEECH TREE, A LOVE POEM       
First Line: The beech translucent as slides of a face
Last Line: Not only the wall pink, the sky pink, the air


BITTERNESS OF ROUSSEAU       
First Line: Bitterness is setting in like morning
Last Line: Could be out there in the turn of seasons %in the unaccountable fury of reason


BREAK UP       
First Line: How awkwardly matched they were
Last Line: Copies in indecipherable script on vellum, %gold-leafed, worn


BRUSH OF APOTHECARY       
First Line: The gray ink and the brush of an apothecary
Last Line: Twisting his torso into the shapres of a watery cloud


BUS       
First Line: Long lines of limbs exposing themselves all afternoon
Last Line: Follow her line of reasoning quit it she said just quit it


CALIBAN IN CHINA       
First Line: The breath in the fog rises bearded
Last Line: The old one invites him for tea


CALLIGRAPHY       
First Line: Calligraphy's lifted out in strands
Last Line: The same flapdragony birds scissor the air


CHINESE SCROLL       
First Line: Disappearance in the quietest
Last Line: In the end he removed the strings


COLD WATERFALL       
First Line: The photograph blew up her elbow and chin
Last Line: The sound of water at a distance of some one hundred yards


COLLAGE       
First Line: What's missing's been cut out and for a number of years
Last Line: It prowls about and comes as always steadily into view


CONJUNCTIONS OF MORNING GLORIES       
First Line: Lists of conjunctions, a leg
Last Line: A bird scolds even before, even without. %and. And. And
Subject(s): Flowers; Language


DEFORMED CHAIR       
First Line: When the musical note
Last Line: I was forbidden to enter


DISPLACED       
First Line: It was a sudden day
Last Line: Yet the bloom was so sudden


DOCK       
First Line: Dock he tells me isn't what we're walking on
Last Line: He sees a forest he wants to row into the darkest part of


DOOR TO DOOR    Poem Text    
First Line: He came to the door selling knowledge
Last Line: Eager to have what he had to sell
Subject(s): Salespersons; Books; Knowledge


DREAM       
First Line: It couldn't have been more ordinary, but other than that your
Last Line: Paper slipped in as a marker in a book


ELEGY OF NARRATION       
First Line: Something sighs %and the wind abstracts the ground
Last Line: He says this as if it explained


ELEGY OF NARRATION       
First Line: Wheather he bit the watermelon
Last Line: I've always wanted to know what it's like; %watch me and let me know


ENAMEL BRACELET OF CHEEVER'S WIFE       
First Line: If the enamel of irony covers regret
Last Line: And looking vaguely familiar


EYE CLOSED       
First Line: Holding illusion like a small hand
Last Line: Shutting the eyes-- %life's work


EYETROUBLE       
First Line: Momentary lapses like abeyance
Last Line: Tea in the hot sun


FOLDING SCREEN       
First Line: Then the screen was folded up and taken to the top of a hill
Last Line: Clouded over it was then early summer and the rains came


GETTING A HOLD    Poem Text    
First Line: The foreign objects are related to the accent
Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary


GETTING A HOLD       
First Line: The foreign objects are related to the accent
Last Line: Or a way of phrasing a song too fast to catch the words


GONE INTO THE NIGHT, COMPLICIT       
First Line: The birch tree out the window, split and looming
Last Line: A statue of a hero and his horse, a sabre drawn in the air


GREAT BLUE       
First Line: Unless you are a god, he says, the mind
Last Line: And necessary, a mental equivalent of wing


HAVING ELECTED       
First Line: The onslaught of events off the pavement
Last Line: More or less recognizably one's own


HE REAPPEARS IN OTHER SHAPES       
First Line: Abstract behind fog is
Last Line: Matter-of-fact, intact


HOLLYWOOD HILLS       
First Line: The camels of the horizon darken the park
Last Line: The laying down of sky on land


IN SILENCE       
First Line: The laurel turns around draped in blue gel and her fingers
Last Line: Knotted to mark the length of time


LETTER FROM THE PAST       
First Line: With a phrase here and a phrase there of german, chinese
Last Line: The second line of the singsong, buddy come here


LETTER Q VISITS THE DEAD       
First Line: Time was when
Last Line: You could just cup your hand


LETTER Q WANTS AN ANSWER       
First Line: Where is the how are you now
Last Line: In the face of heights and/or depths


LETTERS FROM S       
First Line: In these letters nothing happens out the window of mody road
Last Line: Across the heavy white plates


LILAC       
First Line: And why this form
Last Line: One stand of them


LOGIC OF ALPHABETS       
First Line: If you think it will why won't it then
Last Line: Silk. Severity. Something something night


LOST       
First Line: You turned the other way
Last Line: Under the lights and shimmering


MEET ME IN ST. LOUIS, LOUIS       
First Line: When the phone rings off the hook comes by at random
Last Line: Where ribbons meet up with the fair


MEMORY OF HER LODGED IN WET AIR AND SKIN       
First Line: If the slightly wet air in the skin is the hillside
Last Line: In the wet air through the length of a 40 years' day


MEMORY OF TOMORROW       
First Line: There may be mental defectives who cannot
Last Line: While endlessly someone is sipping his tea %even if you could name the wind


MEMORY OF WHEN IT WAS       
First Line: The memory of when it was when the color of a room
Last Line: You just opened was last week sometime


MIND OF ANOTHER WANTS NOTHING YOU CAN SEE       
Last Line: Have you done with it it's missing. %'absence'


MOON OVER L.A.       
First Line: The moon moreover spills onto
Last Line: We've seen it all and don't mind
Subject(s): Los Angeles; Moon


MOON, A MEMORY, A PAPER BOAT       
First Line: Away and afloat is where I'd spill to
Last Line: Tear pages off and fold a paper boat


MUSEUM BOWL       
First Line: Celadon breaks into triangles and dust
Last Line: Looking for something like love


NEAR THE TERRACE       
First Line: Allegory is the only way is conclusion
Last Line: When you became what I couldn't stop thinking
Subject(s): Nature


NEUTRA'S WINDOW    Poem Text    
First Line: Behind the glass barrier by moving her lips
Subject(s): Children; Obedience; Language; Childhood; Words; Vocabulary


NEUTRA'S WINDOW       
First Line: Behind the glass barrier by moving her lips
Last Line: Silently and with the stealth of figures pilfered %from story, one escapes dominion


NIGHT AND DAY       
First Line: The mindless one hovers harvest moons
Last Line: Of lines of traffic exposed too long to the light


NO SKY    Poem Text    
First Line: No sky.......A gray backdrop merely and absence
Subject(s): Vision; Landscape


NO TOMORROW       
First Line: He says his keeps slipping into hers
Last Line: Keep away from thinking like there's no tomorrow


NOT KNOWING THE LANGUAGE    Poem Text    
First Line: A tendency towards mannerism and widening the streets
Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary


OBSESSIONS       
First Line: Obsessions make what
Last Line: The itching that shapes things
Subject(s): Obsessions


ODI ET AMO    Poem Text    
First Line: Why is the cure for irony in loss I don't mind
Subject(s): Love; Relationships


ODI ET AMO       
First Line: Why is the cure for irony in loss I don't mind
Last Line: It's a relief I tell you. Sets up effigy
Subject(s): Love; Relationships


ON THE PAGE       
First Line: Elephants are the dictionary
Last Line: When the ink brush pulled away


ON THE PLAYING FIELD       
First Line: In the vicinity of a scar I never saw before
Last Line: But the ball coming full force
Subject(s): Fields; Play


ONE EVENING IN LATE OCTOBER       
First Line: Because of the danger they met at a busy intersection in beijing
Last Line: He presses after her saying her name in badly accented chinese


ONE NOON MY MOTHER       
First Line: One noon my mother went out back to the incinerator
Last Line: And he becomes simply the man who keeps coming to mind


ORDINARY DAY       
First Line: It seems the stack of white dishes is enough
Last Line: One might call it fog out there stacking itself against the trees


OTHERWISE       
First Line: If memory and where they had crossed into it
Last Line: A refugee far from where no one can swim


PAINTER OF CLOUDS       
First Line: To attend to. Not extenuating circumstances that provide
Last Line: By waiting for a localized pain above the ribs in his chest


PAINTING       
First Line: What's missing is not the narrow face of the parmigianino
Last Line: Over the light of five a.M., pale rhododendron, june


PALE BLUE BARN       
First Line: Why,if I've been on this country road before
Last Line: Into the palest of pale blue skies


PARAPHRASE       
First Line: They never spoke of it. Unless one counts the daily
Last Line: Money was out of the question. How close %to the original they could get was more to the point


PERHAPS IT WAS UTAH       
First Line: Having set forth on the road long about sunset
Last Line: Having no escape from cuyahoga rain


PERIPHERAL       
First Line: People say %what's bad for you
Last Line: Cat in the lap. %another centipede


PHOTOGRAPH       
First Line: Like the lover one can't help thinking of the photograph
Last Line: And circles under eyes lit from below


PORCELAIN BOWL       
First Line: The pleasure of scratching
Last Line: His skin takes on a porcelain glow


PURPLE       
First Line: And if the purp-le is highfalutin
Last Line: Is a voice the size of brazil


QUESTION OF WHY ANOTHER LIFTS YOUR SPIRITS SO       
Last Line: The silence as the flight of two such heavy birds. %'mythic birds'


QUOTIDIAN, SELS       
First Line: You look familiar to me he says
Last Line: The curl of a book cover on the chair


RANCOR NEAR PALMDALE       
First Line: It hardly matters this rancor
Last Line: Its horns of plenty melt in the mouth


REFLECTION       
First Line: A mirror isn't what, but the frame of white paint
Last Line: With its perfect lapse reflected back


RHYTHM       
First Line: Getting down is what the man said
Last Line: Is it rhythm all in a row


ROOM IN QUESTION       
First Line: The first time I questioned it the room was
Last Line: And anno domini and the novel is dead and the room in question


SAN GABRIELS       
First Line: She didn't allow herself to speak over the years
Last Line: And never mentions what's pocketed and creeping %in his brain in the shape of mist against mountains


SANIBEL ISLAND    Poem Text    
First Line: Lizards crawl the screen again, it's sanibel august
Last Line: Upside down, welcomes all gods crfeatures in
Subject(s): Sanibel Island, Florida; Drinks & Drinking; Family Life; Summer; Lizards


SCROLL WITH SLIGHT MOUNTAIN BREEZE       
First Line: Tantamount to hyperbole is the opposite
Last Line: And each is a lung filling up with air


SEED'S RUN OUT       
First Line: The seed's run out in jim's cousin
Last Line: Before the picture breaks into snow


SEEING IS       
First Line: If I don't believe believing
Last Line: And a hedge gone to yellow


SELF WE KEEP TRYING FOR       
First Line: You can't do it by saying she, by keeping her torso
Last Line: The finger she pointed or the faint whiff of bleach


SHAPE OF MOURNING       
First Line: The cypress drift of a piece of rusty metal
Last Line: Spilling its berryred glaze over the green


SIERRAS       
First Line: Is this the middle of nowhere or a translation into thin air
Last Line: It brings dream of the mute and secretive sewing %of women lifting up their hands and signing


SIGNPOST       
First Line: On a single lane into the woods where would the other go
Last Line: And going blind in the blues and rusts of a storm


STATE OF MIND       
First Line: Memory's tenacious, so where is he
Last Line: Named after a dinnerware set etched with a little blue bridge


SUICIDE       
First Line: The way paper layered on gauze is
Last Line: As unsteady as paper imitating wood


SUNDAY       
First Line: Of course one might say any sunday is the longest
Last Line: A window of landscape you can't get out of


SWIMMING LESSON       
First Line: I dreamed of mudflats like platens
Last Line: And crooked their elbows and bent their knees


THAT SUBJECT AGAIN       
First Line: It turns out that subject again: death %and the three-headed dog
Last Line: All's left is the nape, one room sun-squared, %and how frightening in a dress


THE    Poem Text    
First Line: When having finished .....The
Subject(s): Writing & Writers; Language; Words; Vocabulary


THE MOON OVER L.A.    Poem Text    
First Line: The moon moreover spills onto
Subject(s): Los Angeles; Moon


THE SEITZ THEATER    Poem Text    
First Line: Back of the silver screen in sandusky
Last Line: In my first bikinis, into redemption and sin
Subject(s): Theater & Theaters; Motion Pictures; Clergy


THEY SAY IT MIGHT RAIN    Poem Text    
First Line: Commentary is underdone
Subject(s): Loneliness


THEY SAY IT MIGHT RAIN       
First Line: Commentary is underdone
Last Line: And one chair to hang it on


TOURIST OF MEMORY       
First Line: The mind of a tourist preens
Last Line: To someplace far away, even farther


TOURISTS AT THE CROSSROADS       
First Line: Bitter lemon lacks a better life
Last Line: Of course he's wounded as a bull in return


UNBELIEF       
First Line: God help my unbelief, the ungainly sense of
Last Line: If you can't eat it it is beautiful


VERMONT    Poem Text    
First Line: The man next door came after three bitter days
Last Line: No one could bring one's self to thank anyone for
Subject(s): Poverty; Farm Life; Lilacs


VIOLINIST WITH BRUISES       
First Line: One man dreamed there was a lump
Last Line: Wake up, he said, please wake up


VOICES       
First Line: The monarchs are dead on the road
Last Line: It was his voice, she says, I'd know it anywhere


WHEN TIME STOPPED FIFTEEN MILES OUTSIDE OF MODENA       
First Line: The dry ruts in the field rubbed his feet
Last Line: And grabbed one by the neck


WHERE ARE YOU       
First Line: It's too intimate with none of the signs
Last Line: Slowly with blue water


WHERE YOU ARE (1)       
First Line: The green glass on the road is a road
Last Line: At a flea market on the road by the sea


WHERE YOU ARE (2)       
First Line: The increment of lilacs increases daily and daily relocates
Last Line: And replacing with inertia all the branches in all the yards


WHY DOES ONE DREAM OF THEM?    Poem Text    
First Line: The foreign objects are related to the accent
Subject(s): Dreams; Nightmares


WHY DOES ONE DREAM OF THEM?       
First Line: Those who show up aren't necessarily the most friendly
Last Line: And why were monologues invented at all


WHY KNOWING IS       
First Line: Why knowing is a quality out of fashion and no one can %decide to
Last Line: Oddly resuscitated from a decade prior to this


WHY KNOWING IS (& MATISSE'S WOMAN WITH A HAT    Poem Text    
First Line: Why knowing is a quality out of fashion and no one can decide to
Subject(s): Knowledge; Paintings & Painters


YELLOW AS       
First Line: Yellow as what's gone on the stone wall
Last Line: Out of everyone wearing white


YOUNG MAN ON THE PLANE WEARING YELLOW SOCKS       
First Line: Is one free to change direction or
Last Line: Tried to decide what city this time



Ronk-lifson, Martha   
2 poems available by this author


HABITUAL       
First Line: Not so much invention as reinvention
Last Line: Around the hill one more time, %your habits are the hymns of my mouth


PAINTING FOR MY MOTHER       
First Line: I make you buy the painting of the swans