October 1, 1947
Yield
In my anguish of joy I spoke peaceably to its sourcesWhere he crated pears and sacked walnuts in the descending year.The orchards were stifled with their leaves and hazes,And our […]
October 1, 1947
Countenance
All where I am your countenance is not Since you wear it to the limit of your office wall. But the face of your countenance perceives me My world for […]
October 1, 1947
Aboriginal
The frenzy of the aboriginal man Makes me a day to last my lifetime in, Says, lifting his head, I call myself a god, Lifting his head to antedate the […]
January 1, 1947
XII Scarabs for the Living
I. TOO MUCH FOR ONE: NOT ENOUGH TO GO ROUND There are too many heart-shaped words for oneto seem enough or two to offer choice; and yet the heart offers the […]
January 1, 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 […]
January 1, 1947
To the South
The umber slant lands under the Apennines Clouded their sunward dust with pluffs and plumes, Rust of peaches, pale of almonds and plums, And lower yet a still green mist […]
January 1, 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, […]