Poems by Robert Duncan
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The Song of the Borderguard
... (The barbarians have passt over the significant phrase) -When I was asleep, ...
My Mother Would Be a Falconress
... far, far beyond the curb of her willto horizons of stars beyond the ringing hills of the world where ...
Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow
... that is not mine, but is a made place,that is mine, it is so near to the heart, ...
Poetry, A Natural Thing
... itself, a spiritual urgency at the dark ladders leaping ...
Such Is The Sickness Of Many A Good Thing
... Such is the sickness of many a good thing ...
Passage over Water
... cutting the silence, slyly, the bitter rain in our mouths ...
Structure of Rime XXVIII: In Memoriam Wallace Stevens
... g we came from, my version of Who-He-Is-In-Reality, the domain of colouring invading the Responsible ...
from Dante Études, Book One: We Will Endeavor
... into, organizations in the sound of them ...
This Place Rumord to Have Been Sodom
... This place rumord to have been a City surely was, ...
An African Elegy
... s mountains like a white Afghan hound pass into the forest, ...
Childhood’s Retreat
... It’s in the perilous boughs of the tree ...
from Dante Études: Book Three: In My Youth Not Unstaind
... [Étude from the Fourth Treatise of the Convivio, Chapter XXVII] ...
A Poem Beginning with a Line by Pindar
... o a tower that said, Listen to Me! The oracle had said, Despair! The Gods themselves abhor his power ...
Styx
... down-running, carving woundrous ways in basalt resistance, ...
A Little Language
... I know a little language of my cat, though Dante says ...
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