Poems by Mark Doty
A Display Of Mackeral
... even on ice, to be together, selfless, which is the price of gleaming ...
The Embrace
... but even asleep I was shocked out of narrativeby your face, the physical fact of your face: ...
1. Faith
... in the thrall if the dream,which is why, when he took a step onto Commercial ...
At the Gym
... Though there's something moretender, beneath our vanity, ...
Turtle, Swan
... I don't know where these things we meet and know briefly,as well as we can or they will let us, ...
Demolition
... , at Saint-Gauden's house, we ran from a startling downpour into coincidence: under a loggia built ...
The Ancient World
... and collonades downtown were narrative, somehow, but the buildings my father engineered ...
Broadway
... in a storefront tableau, lustrous, the live macawspreening, beaks opening and closing ...
A Green Crab's Shell
... into this-- if the smallest chambersof ourselves, ...
Description
... of the day's ten thousand aspects,the creases and flecks ...
Visitation
... of the shimmering swarm, his pleasure, perhaps,in his own admired performance, ...
Long Point Light
... but limitless, the way it calls us,and where it seems to want us ...
Metro North
... on this train to read,sealing the hollowed interiors ...
To Bessie Drennan
... he could find no one else to paint a picture of the old family place where she and her sisters lived ...
Dickeyville Grotto
... and completely unapologetic, highon a hill in Dickeyville ...
