Poems

I Sang I sang to you and the moon But only the moon remembers. I sang O reckless free-hearted free-throated rhythms, Even the moon remembers them […]

Ice Handler I know an ice handler who wears a flannel shirt with pearl buttons the size of a dollar, And he lugs a hundred-pound hunk […]

Improved Farm Land Tall timber stood here once, here on a corn belt farm along the Monon. Here the roots of a half-mile of trees dug […]

In A Back Alley Remembrance for a great man is this. The newsies are pitching pennies. And on the copper disk is the man’s face. Dead […]

In a Breath To the Williamson Brothers High noon. White sun flashes on the Michigan Avenue asphalt. Drum of hoofs and whirr of motors. Women traipsing […]

Interior In the cool of the night time The clocks pick off the points And the mainsprings loosen. They will need winding. One of these days […]

Iron Guns, Long, steel guns, Pointed from the war ships In the name of the war god. Straight, shining, polished guns, Clambered over with jackies in […]

It Is Much Women of night life amid the lights Where the line of your full, round throats Matches in gleam the glint of your eyes […]

Jack JACK was a swarthy, swaggering son-of-a-gun. He worked thirty years on the railroad, ten hours a day, and his hands were tougher than sole leather. […]

Jan Kubelik Your bow swept over a string, and a long low note quivered to the air. (A mother of Bohemia sobs over a new child […]