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Born in June 5, 1926 / United States / English

Poems by David Wagoner

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Wallace Stevens On His Way To Work

... Had been closed by daylight), and would give himself wholly over ...

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For A Row Of Laurel Shrubs

... Brown, leathery, as thick as tongues, remain Almost what they were, tougher than ever, ...

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At The Door

... Out of the strike-plate, the door swings on its hinges, ...

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Their Bodies

... By the scars of steelmill burns on the backs of his hands, ...

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The Cherry Tree

... and suffered the pruning of its quirks and clutters,  ...

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The Principles of Concealment

...  Of the night, and the creature comforts of home ...

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For Laurel and Hardy on My Workroom Wall

... They’re tipping their battered derbies and striding forward ...

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Peacock Display

... Each turquoise and purple, black-horned, walleyed quill ...

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Trying to Write a Poem While the Couple in the Apartment Overhead Make Love

... while trying too hard to remember the words to a song ...

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That Child

...  To the wind on the cliffside, what Bittern had found out ...

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In Rubble

...    And fire to their rescue as they find their bodies ...

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The Good Night and Good Morning of Federico Garcia Lorca

...  And along the sidewalk to the curb where the singer  ...

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Between Neighbors

... military macaw gives a counterdemonstration ...

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For a Student Sleeping in a Poetry Workshop

...  Of feral lovers and preliterate Mowglis, the songs ...