Review
After Napping By The Frogpond
Air
Another Morning
At Macleish's Grave
Calling Out To Sky's Mother
Cemeteries, With Two Sicilian Sayings
Communion Prayer
Daybreak, And The Cabin Still Dark
Discovering Her Face
Dozing In The Drunk's Box
Dreaming The Face
Each A Word
Evening Bath
Falling Asleep At A Faculty Meeting
Finding Hard Mountain
For My Students In Beijing
From Far Off
The Holy Land On Television
Ice Storm Heard From Bed
If Some Had Been Dreaming Of Women
In The Gathering Cold At Christmas
It Was A Silence Settling On The Cabin
James Wright Everywhere
Late Night Cable Viewing
Medicine Priest
The Night Skylab Was Falling
Nightshift, Waiting For My Wife's Return
Now In The Birthsong Of Sarah
Now Is Our Century
Now That We Know Where We Are
Old Jericho Turnpike
Patching Little Things
Poetry Reading: We Heard She Was Coming
Poking Around In The New World
The Quiet Ones
Sabbatical Report
Small Wind Prayer
Some Will Speak, Some Will Stare, Some Will Be Turned Back
Standing Still
Surrounded By Everything, We Think To Surrender
Surrounded By Woods In Middle Age
Teaching, Lord, And The Last Shall Be First
Then Stillness, Then Longing
To A Woman Undressing At A Window In 1953
Walking With My Daughters
When My Wife Is Away, Time Fills The Cabin And Nothing
With My Wife In Deepening Storm
-- Table of Poems from Poem Finder®
Air
Another Morning
At Macleish's Grave
Calling Out To Sky's Mother
Cemeteries, With Two Sicilian Sayings
Communion Prayer
Daybreak, And The Cabin Still Dark
Discovering Her Face
Dozing In The Drunk's Box
Dreaming The Face
Each A Word
Evening Bath
Falling Asleep At A Faculty Meeting
Finding Hard Mountain
For My Students In Beijing
From Far Off
The Holy Land On Television
Ice Storm Heard From Bed
If Some Had Been Dreaming Of Women
In The Gathering Cold At Christmas
It Was A Silence Settling On The Cabin
James Wright Everywhere
Late Night Cable Viewing
Medicine Priest
The Night Skylab Was Falling
Nightshift, Waiting For My Wife's Return
Now In The Birthsong Of Sarah
Now Is Our Century
Now That We Know Where We Are
Old Jericho Turnpike
Patching Little Things
Poetry Reading: We Heard She Was Coming
Poking Around In The New World
The Quiet Ones
Sabbatical Report
Small Wind Prayer
Some Will Speak, Some Will Stare, Some Will Be Turned Back
Standing Still
Surrounded By Everything, We Think To Surrender
Surrounded By Woods In Middle Age
Teaching, Lord, And The Last Shall Be First
Then Stillness, Then Longing
To A Woman Undressing At A Window In 1953
Walking With My Daughters
When My Wife Is Away, Time Fills The Cabin And Nothing
With My Wife In Deepening Storm
-- Table of Poems from Poem Finder®
