Poems by Galway Kinnell
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After Making Love We Hear Footsteps
... and smile and touch arms across his little, startling muscled body - ...
Blackberry Eating
... lifting the stalks to my mouth, the ripest berries ...
Daybreak
... into it and lay still, and by the time ...
Poem Of Night
... An eye, dark, Wormed with far-off, unaccountable lights ...
Telephoning In Mexican Sunlight
... " I thought, OK this shirt will clothe the other in me ...
Wait
... rehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion ...
Oatmeal
... I am aware that a leftover baked potato is damp, slippery, and simultaneaously ...
Two Seasons
... Weary of being mute and undefiled II I spoke to you that last winter morning ...
How Could You Not
... and clouds are making their shadowy ways along the horizon ...
The Correspondence School Instructor Says Goodbye To His Poetry Students
... the game I had of trying to guess which one of you, this time, ...
St. Francis And The Sow
... it is lovely until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing ...
Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair In The Moonlight
... where white wine stands in upward opening glasses,and if you commit then, as we did, the error ...
Fergus Falling
... its little steam in the afternoon,pond where Clarence Akley came on Sunday mornings to cut down ...
The Perch
... Then a rifle sounded, several times, quite loud, ...
The Cellist
... in full yowl, clubbed, bagged, bicycled off, haggled open, ...
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