English poetry

Poems in English

Skunk Hour

For Elizabeth Bishop Nautilus Island’s hermit Heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage; Her sheep still graze above […]

Waking in the Blue

The night attendant, a B. U. sophomore, Rouses from the mare’s-nest of his drowsy head Propped on The Meaning of […]

The Ruins Of Time

(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!) I I saw the […]

The Withdrawal

1 Only today and just for this minute, When the sunslant finds its true angle, You can see yellow and […]

History

History has to live with what was here, Clutching and close to fumbling all we had It is so dull […]

Water

It was a Maine lobster town- Each morning boatloads of hands Pushed off for granite Quarries on the islands, And […]