Poetry
Summer 1949
The Spring Potomac
Force of the season flashes the bird north, And the fish shearing up cold currents to spawn. At that time fishermen stand on the banks of rivers. Along the Potomac […]
Poetry
Summer 1949
After Leaf-Fall
Bare branches of late autumn reach in patience Toward the torn and raining autumn sky. They hold my torn heart in their waving crotches. Old people, with a fair amount […]
Poetry
Winter 1947
American History
Though the rough, bitter-sweet haw of pioneering Seems now as remote as wheat in Egyptian tomb, Grandparents actually ate it. In the big weather, Under a strange heaven’s gigantic bloom, […]
Poetry
Winter 1947
The Meaning of a Scene
One walking in that morning-by-the-clockWent humbled as a man with skin and clubThrough a pre-fire convention of dark and cold.Metallic ground, rime on the willows and oldGrass. Even the first […]
Nonfiction
Winter 1946
Art and Action
Portions of the “Speculation” in the Autumn issue dealt with the relationship of art and action. Even though uncounted millions of words must have been written about art and action […]