Her "last Poems&quot

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2. The Day that I was crowned The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days Until the Coronation came And then ’twas Otherwise As […]...
3. The Coronet When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown’d, […]...
4. Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! Rearrange a “Wife’s” affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, […]...
5. Big Hair Ithaca, October 1993: Jorie went on a lingerie Tear, wanting to look like a moll In a Chandler novel. Dinner, […]...
6. I see thee better in the Dark I see thee better in the Dark I do not need a Light The Love of Thee a Prism be […]...
7. To The Whore Who Took My Poems some say we should keep personal remorse from the Poem, Stay abstract, and there is some reason in this, But […]...
8. The Poets O ye dead Poets, who are living still Immortal in your verse, though life be fled, And ye, O living […]...
9. I'll clutch and clutch I’ll clutch and clutch Next One Might be the golden touch Could take it Diamonds Wait I’m diving just a […]...
10. Conferring with myself Conferring with myself My stranger disappeared Though first upon a berry fat Miraculously fared How paltry looked my cares My […]...
11. Love thou art high Love thou art high I cannot climb thee But, were it Two Who know but we Taking turns at the […]...
12. To Lucy, Countess of Bedford, with John Donne's Satires Lucy, you brightness of our sphere, who are Life of the Muses’ day, their morning star! If works, not th’ […]...
13. Upon My Dear and Loving Husband his Going into England Jan. 16 O thou Most High who rulest all And hear’st the prayers of thine, O hearken, Lord, unto my suit And […]...
14. For Siggy & Bill I awoke with two poets in my bed, Books I chose from the library, possibly Intent on a swift read […]...
15. "Unto Me?" I do not know you “Unto Me?” I do not know you Where may be your House? “I am Jesus Late of Judea Now of […]...
16. The Minotaur The mahogany table-top you smashed Had been the broad plank top Of my mother’s heirloom sideboard- Mapped with the scars […]...
17. A Calendar of Sonnets: November This is the treacherous month when autumn days With summer’s voice come bearing summer’s gifts. Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster […]...
18. The face I carry with me last The face I carry with me last When I go out of Time To take my Rank by in the […]...
19. Tell as a Marksman were forgotten Tell as a Marksman were forgotten Tell this Day endures Ruddy as that coeval Apple The Tradition bears Fresh as […]...
20. When I Was Young the Silk When I was young the silk Of my mind Hard as a peony head Unfurled And wind bloomed the parachute: […]...
21. Makers And Creatures It is a curious experience And one you”re bound to know, though probably In other realms than that of literature, […]...
22. How soft this Prison is How soft this Prison is How sweet these sullen bars No Despot but the King of Down Invented this repose […]...
23. Psalm 40 v.5-10 L. M. Christ our sacrifice. The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; Should […]...
24. Lines On The Mermaid Tavern Souls of Poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid […]...
25. We miss a Kinsman more We miss a Kinsman more When warranted to see Than when withheld of Oceans From possibility A Furlong than a […]...
26. How sick to wait in any place but thine How sick to wait in any place but thine I knew last night when someone tried to twine Thinking perhaps […]...
27. No Other can reduce No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence But Contemplation for […]...
28. I'm ceded I've stopped being Theirs I’m ceded I’ve stopped being Theirs The name They dropped upon my face With water, in the country church Is […]...
29. In Memoriam: Four Poets 1 Searock his tower above the sea, Searock he built, not ivory. Searock as well his haunted art Who gave […]...
30. The Executor A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman’s Will; And to himself his Age repeated o’er, […]...
31. Bereaved of all, I went abroad Bereaved of all, I went abroad No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula The Grave preceded me Obtained […]...
32. The Poetry Reading at high noon At a small college near the beach Sober The sweat running down my arms A spot of […]...
33. THE BAD SEASON MAKES THE POET SAD Dull to myself, and almost dead to these, My many fresh and fragrant mistresses; Lost to all music now, since […]...
34. More Life went out when He went More Life went out when He went Than Ordinary Breath Lit with a finer Phosphor Requiring in the Quench A […]...
35. 308. The Epitaph on Captain Matthew Henderson STOP, passenger! my story’s brief, And truth I shall relate, man; I tell nae common tale o’ grief, For Matthew […]...
36. Prelude – Tristan And Isolde Fate, out of the deep sea’s gloom, When a man’s heart’s pride grows great, And nought seems now to foredoom […]...
37. Crowned You came to me bearing bright roses, Red like the wine of your heart; You twisted them into a garland […]...
38. Late, Late, So Late Late, late, so late! and dark the night and chill! Late, late, so late! but we can enter still. Too […]...
39. What Is Life? And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated […]...
40. Song “Oh! Love,” they said, “is King of Kings, And Triumph is his crown. Earth fades in flame before his wings, […]...