Classic and Contemporary Poets

DAVID IGNATOW

Poems found: 1267

A CLOUD CREATES

A FIRST ON TV (FOR WALTER CRONKITE)

A ROCK IS THROWN AT MY HEAD

A ROCK IS THROWN AT MY HEAD

A SOUND IS LIKE ANY OTHER

A SUITE FOR MARRIAGE

A SUMMER OF BUTTOCKS

A SUMMER OF BUTTOCKS

A VISION OF BLACK ROCK

A VISION OF BLACK ROCK

A WORKING PRINCIPLE

ABOVE AND WITHIN

ABOVE EVERYTHING

ABOVE EVERYTHING

AFTER THE SUBWAY RIDE

AFTER WRITING A POEM

AGAINST THE EVIDENCE

AGAINST THE EVIDENCE

AH, ROOM, YOU WAIT FOR ME DAY AND NIGHT

ALEXANDER DIED DRUNK

ALL COMES TO SUNLIGHT

ALL RIGHT, YOU HAVE NO MONEY, YOU'VE GIVEN IT UP

ALL RIGHT, YOU HAVE NO MONEY, YOU'VE GIVEN IT UP

ALL THE ATOM BOMBS AND BOMBERS

AMERICA AMERICA

AMERICAN AND LEND-LEASE

AMERICAN PARABLE

AND HE WILL FAIL

AND THE SAME WORDS

AND THE WIND COMES

APPOINTMENT CARD

AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW

AT FOUR O'CLOCK

AT NIGHT THE DARKENED WINDOWS

BAKER EATS CAKE WITH HIS PROBLEMS

BEARING LEAVES AGAIN

BEAUTIFUL AND KIND

BEAUTIFUL AND KIND

BECAUSE WORDS HAVE NO EFFECT UPON THE WIND

BEFORE I MET YOU I WASN'T ALWAYS SAD

BEFORE I MET YOU I WASN'T ALWAYS SAD

BEFORE THE SABBATH

BEFORE THE SABBATH

BEHIND HIS EYES

BETWEEN SHADE AND SUN

BETWEEN THE LIVING AND THE DEAD

BIRDS IN WINTER

BIRDS IN WINTER

BLACK EYES, SNUB NOSE, WIDE MOUTH

BLACK EYES, SNUB NOSE, WIDE MOUTH

BLESSING MYSELF

BLESSING MYSELF

BOTHERING ME AT LAST

BRIGHTNESS AS A POIGNANT LIGHT

BUSINESS MAN IS A TRAITOR TO HIMSELF FIRST

BY THE NEST OF THE MOTHER BIRD

CENTER OF GRAVITY

CLOSET NAMED LOVE

CONFUSION IS WHAT I KNOW BEST

CRHISTMAS IMPROVISATIONS

DAUGHTER SO BEAUTIFUL I CANNOT BELIEVE IT

DAY GOES BY WITH ITS STRIVING

DEAD OF MY EARNING

DEATH AND LIFE ARE INTIMATES

DEATH OF A LAWNMOWER

DESPITE THE PLAINNESS OF THE DAY

DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING

EACH STONE ITS SHAPE

EARTH HARD TO MY HEELS

ELEGY FOR YOUTH

EMERGENCY CLINIC

EMERGENCY CLINIC II

EPITAPH FOR A SOLDIER

ETERNAL MEN ARE DEPLANING AT AIRPORTS

EUROPE AND AMERICA

EUROPE AND AMERICA

EVERYBODY KNOWS

EVERYBODY KNOWS

EXPRESS YOUR WILL

EXULT AMONG SAD, RESIGNED MEN

FACES THAT JUDGE ME

FALLING ASLEEP THINKING OF TEETH

FEELING WITH MY HANDS

FIGURES OF THE HUMAN

FIGURES OF THE HUMAN

FIRST COFFIN POEM

FIRST COFFIN POEM

FIRST ON TV (FOR WALTER CRONKITE)

FISH THAT LIVES AT THE BOTTOM

FOR ALL FRIENDS

FOR ERNEST LUBIN

FOR JANE KENYON

FOR JANE KENYON

FOR JOHANNES EDFELT

FOR JOHN BERRYMAN

FOR JOHN BERRYMAN

FOR MARIANNE MOORE

FOR MEDGAR EVERS

FOR MEDGAR EVERS

FOR MY DAUGHTER

FOR MY DAUGHTER

FOR MY DAUGHTER IN REPLY TO A QUESTION

FOR MY DAUGHTER IN REPLY TO A QUESTION

FOR MY MOTHER ILL

FOR MY MOTHER ILL

FOR NOBODY ELSE

FOR NOBODY ELSE

FOR STANLEY KUNITZ

FOR WALT WHITMAN

FORK I RAISE TO MY MOUTH SHOULD BE THE FORK IN A DREAM

FORK I RAISE TO MY MOUTH SHOULD BE THE FORK IN A DREAM

FORKS WITH POINTS UP

FOUR CONVERSATIONS: A CATECHISM

FOUR CONVERSATIONS: A DISCUSSION

FOUR CONVERSATIONS: CRYSTAL CHANDELIERS

FOUR CONVERSATIONS: IMPROVISATION II

GARDEN AND THE STORE

GENTLE WEIGHT LIFTER

GET THE GASWORKS

GET THE GASWORKS

GLIMPSE OF E.E. CUMMINGS

GOD SAID, HAVE YOU FINISHED MY THINKING?

GUIDED TOUR THROUGH THE ZOO

GUILT IS MY ONE ATTACHMENT TO REALITY

HE IS ORGANIZED TO DIE

HE MOVES STRAIGHT BEFORE HIM, LEGS MOVING LIGHTLY

HEADLINE: PRISONER WITHOUT REMORSE

HERE I AM IN A ROOM

HERE I AM WITH MIKE

HORIZON WAS LIKE AN OPEN MOUTH

HOW MUCH TIME IS LEFT

HOW TO BE RIGHT

HUMAN CONDITION, I

HUMAN CONDITION, II

I AM ALONE AS I WRITE

I AM ALONE AS I WRITE

I AM ALONE, MOTHER, WITHOUT YOU

I AM INDIFFERENT TO THE GIRL STANDING

I AM LIKE A SCRAP OF PAPER STUCK

I AM LIKE A SCRAP OF PAPER STUCK

I CAN BE SEEN EACH SUNDAY

I CLOSE MY EYES

I CLOSE MY EYES

I COME TO JOY WHEN SUFFERING BEGINS

I COULD SPEND MY LIFE CONTEMPLATING THE WEAVING

I COULDN'T HAVE LOVED YOU AS A CHILD

I DO NOT SING FOR NOW

I DON'T WANT TO

I DREAM I HURL A SPEAR

I FELT I HAD MET THE LORD

I FIX MY EYES ON A BLADE OF GRASS

I FIX MY EYES ON A BLADE OF GRASS

I GIVE YOU A LITLE STICK, YOU GIVE ME A TINY PEBBLE

I GIVE YOU A LITTLE STICK, YOU GIVE ME A TINY PEBBLE

I HEAR MY MOTHER CALL ME IN MY SLEEP

I IDENTIFY WITH THE WOODEN SHED IN MY NEIGHBOR'S BACKYARD.

I LEANED, BALLOONING MY SHIRT

I LIKE HOW YOUR BELLY

I LIVE BECAUSE DEATH IS THE GOAL

I LOOK OUT ON AN EMPTY ROAD AND I'M DELIGHTED

I LOVE WITH MY CONTRADICTIONS

I MAY HAVE SAID A FEW THINGS RIGHT

I ONCE HAD AN ENEMY

I PLAY AT DEATH

I SEE A HAWK SOARING

I SHAKE MY FIST AT A TREE

I SHOWED HIM MY WOUND

I SIT AT MY DESK, LISTENING TO THE PHONE RING

I SIT AT MY DESK, LISTENING TO THE PHONE RING

I SLEEP SO THAT IN THE SILENCE

I STAND UPON A DIKE

I STAND UPON A DIKE AT NIGHT, WATCHING

I TURNED MY BACK

I UNCOIL MYSELF AND LIE STRAIGHT OUT

I UNCOIL MYSELF AND LIE STRAIGHT OUT

I USED TO BE IN LOVE

I USED TO BE IN LOVE

I WANT TO BE A SCENE OF SOME SORT

I WAS AN ANGRY MAN

I WHISTLED BRAHMS TO TELL YOU I LOVED YOU

I WISH A GOD WERE POSSIBLE

I WONDER WHO IS NEXT

I WRITE TO CAPTURE THE MEANINGLESS AS IT WERE AN ANIMAL

I'D RATHER LOOK AROUND ME

I'M GOING BACK TO SOMETHING

I'M SURE TREES ARE DEPRESSED ALSO

I'VE NOTHING TO OFFER

I'VE NOTHING TO OFFER

I'VE WANTED TO BE OLD AND WRUNG THROUGH

IF I CAN WALK FARTHER

IF MY HAND BELIEVES IN DEATH

IF TREES THAT ARE LESSER THAN I, SO IT IS SAID BY OTHERS

IF WE COULD BE BROUGHT

IF WE COULD BE BROUGHT TO THE SURFACE

IMAGINE PICKING UP A GUN

IN AN OPEN PALM

IN ANCIENT TIMES

IN ANOTHER DREAM

IN MEMORIAM (AL LICHTMAN)

IN MY CHILDHOOD

IN MY CHILDHOOD

IN MY CHILDHOOD I AWOKE TO MY MOTHER'S VOICE

IN MY DARK MOOD I LOOK OUT UPON THE STREET

IN PLACE OF LOVE WE MUST HAVE MONEY

IN THE END IS THE WORD TO DESTROY THE WORLD

IN THE SILENCE WE SAT ACROSS A TABLE

IN THE STREET WE STROLLED HAND IN HAND

IN THE STREET, THE BUG CARS SCUTTLE AND SHOOT

IN THIS DREAM I DO NOT EXIST

IN THIS DREAM I'M AN INDIAN

IT FILLS ME TO LOVE YOU

IT IS PECULIAR THAT YOU SHOULD LOVE ME

IT IS PECULIAR THAT YOU SHOULD LOVE ME

IT MOVES ME TO LOVE YOU

IT'S A SICK LIFE

IT'S NOT YOU I MISS

IT'S SO REASSURING TO SHOW MYSELF TO YOU

JOY IN THE BROKEN BONDS OF MY THINKING

LAST NIGHT I SPOKE TO A DEAD WOMAN WITH GREEN FACE

LEAPING FROM AMBUSH

LEARNING TO STRATCH

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 1

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 11

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 12

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 13

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 14

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 15

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 16

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 17

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 19. STABILITY

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 2

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 20

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 21

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 22. THE VIOLENCE

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 23

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 24. FOR NOW

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 25

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 26

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 27. TWO

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 28. THE NEED

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 29. NIGHT

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 3. FOR NERUDA

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 30

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 31. COUPLING

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 32. ACROSS THE ROOM

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 33

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 34

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 35

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 36

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 37

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 38

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 39

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 4

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 40

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 41

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 42. EVERYONE

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 43

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 44. MEETING

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 45

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 46

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 47

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 48

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 5

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 50

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 51. LOST CHILDHOOD

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 52

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 53

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 55

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 56

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 57

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 58

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 59

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 6

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 60

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 61

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 62

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 63. WITHOUT RECRIMINATION

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 7. FROM THE BEGINNING

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 8

LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN: 9

LEGEND OF YOUTH

LETTER TO A FRIEND

LIFE IS AS DECEPTIVE AS THE SUN

LIVE IT THROUGH

LOVE IS HIS NEMESIS: IT FOLLOWS HIM INTO SLEEP

LOVE IS HIS NEMESIS: IT FOLLOWS HIM INTO SLEEP

LOVE ME LOVE MY BOMBS

LOVE POEM FOR THE FORTY-SECOND STREET LIBRARY

LOVE POEM FOR THE FORTY-SECOND STREET LIBRARY

MAKE UP A POEM ABOUT A MAN GOING TO SLEEP

MAKE UP A POEM ABOUT A MAN GOING TO SLEEP IN HIS

MAN CANNOT LEAP OVER HIMSELF

MAN CONFRONTED BY MASKS

MAN OF HIS TIME

MAN WHO ATTRACTS BULLETS

MAN WHO FELL APART IN THE STREET AS HE WALKED

MAN, I'VE COOLED ON ANGER

MEDITATION ON VIOLENCE

MELPOMENE IN MANHATTAN

MELPOMENE IN MANHATTAN

MEMORIES OF A HORSEMAN

MONEY AND GRASS

MOTHER AND CHILD

MOTHER AND CHILD

MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED

MY ARMS RAISED ABOVE MY HEAD

MY EYES ARE FORMING A TREE

MY LIFE HAS BEEN A SEEKING

MY LOVE FOR YOU IS A DARK HALL

MY ONLY ENEMY HAS NO METAL FOR HIS HATRED

MY POETRY IS FOR THE NIGHT

MY POETRY IS FOR THE NIGHT

MY PRESIDENT WEEPS

MY SELF IS A WATCHER

MY SKELETON, MY RIVAL

MY WHOLENESS IS DEPENDENT

NIGHT AT AN AIRPORT

NO IDEAS BUT IN THINGS

NO IDEAS BUT IN THINGS

NOTE ON TURGENEV

NOTES FOR A LECTURE

NOTES FOR A LECTURE

NOTHING IS LEFT BUT THE STARS

NOURISH THE CROPS

NOW CELEBRATE LIFE AND DEATH

NOW I HEAR TWO UNSYNCHRONIZED STEEL HAMMERS POUNDING

OEDIPUS REFORMED

OEDIPUS REFORMED

OFF TO THE CEMETERY

OLD MAN LOOKS AT THE YOUNG KISSING

ON MODERN POETRY

ON THE DEATH OF WINSTON CHURCHILL

ON THE DEATH OF WINSTON CHURCHILL

ON WALKING INTO A DARK ALLEY

ONCE THERE WAS A WOMAN SMILED AT ME

ONCE UPON A TIME

OUR MASTERPIECE

PAINTER AND HER SUBJECT

PALE SKIN IS UPON THE CHEEKBONE LIKE A PLEA

PARDON KEEPS THE SUN

PEACE FOR AWHILE

PEOPLE DON'T MATTER ANY LONGER

POEMS THE DEAD KNOW BY HEART

POET TO PHYSICIST IN HIS LABORATORY

POETS I HAVE REFUSED TO READ

POETS OF THE NEW YORKER

POETS OF THE NEW YORKER

POLITICAL CARTOON

PRETEND YOU ARE ASLEEP

PROGRESS OF LOVE

PROSE POEM IN SIX PARTS

PROSE POEM IN SIX PARTS

PROUD OF MYSELF

RAVEN CROAKING ON THE PERCH OF MY HEART

READING AT NIGHT

READING AT NIGHT

READING THE HEADLINES

READING THE HEADLINES

RESCUE THE DEAD

RESCUE THE DEAD

RESCUE THE DEAD

RESPECTED GRAVES

SAID A VOICE TO ME

SAY PARDON TO A BUM

SAY PARDON TO A BUM

SAYING YES TO LIVING

SEA IS MY PLACE

SEARCH FOR GRACE

SH, THIS POEM WANTS TO SAY SOMETHING

SHADOWING IN THE GROUND

SHE WAS THE AUDIENCE

SINGERS OF PROVENCE

SIX LOVE POEMS, SELS.

SIX LOVE POEMS: 1

SIX LOVE POEMS: 4

SIX LOVE POEMS: 6

SIX MOVEMENTS ON A THEME

SO HERE ARE ALL OF YOU

SO INTRICATELY IS THIS WORLD RESOLVED

SOMEHOW IT DOES NOT WRITE ITSELF, OUR LIFE TOGETHER

SOMEONE I KNOW / WHOM I FEARED

SOMETHING OF OURSELVES, WE DECIDED FINALLY

SOMETHING OF OURSELVES, WE DECIDED FINALLY

SOMETIMES I THINK I'VE LIVED TOO LONG

SOMETIMES IB THE SUBWAY YOU SEE A FACE

STAKE AND THE CHAIN

STATEMENT FOR THE TIMES

STEPS FOR THREE - A PROSE POEM

STIEGLITZ WORE A CAP TO TAUNT BULLS

STONES WILL PAY ME HEED

STORY OF PROGRESS

SUCCESS IN THE TOUCHES OF YOUR HAND

SUCCESS IN THE TOUCHES OF YOUR HAND

SUFFERING IS WHAT I DO BEST

SUITE FOR MARRIAGE

SUNDAY AT THE STATE HOSPITAL

SUNDAY AT THE STATE HOSPITAL

SUNLIGHT, PIERCING THE GLOOM OF THIS HOUSE

SUNLIGHT: A SEQUENCE FOR MY DAUGHTER, SELECTION

SUNLIGHT: A SEQUENCE FOR MY DAUGHTER, SELS.

TAKE TO YOURSELF YOUR HELPLESSNESS

TALKING TO MYSELF

TALKING TO MYSELF

TENDERNESS I HAVE FOR GOOD GIFTS, CHANTE THE WOMEN

THAT LAW HAS REASONS

THAT'S THE SUM OF IT

THAT'S THE SUM OF IT

THE AMERICAN PARABLE

THE BOXING MATCH

THE BREAD ITSELF

THE BUSINESS LIFE

THE BUTCHER SHOP

THE CENTER OF GRAVITY

THE CHILD HAD LOST A FRIENDLY DOG IN AN ACCIDENT

THE FACE OF BRANCHES

THE FISH THAT LIVES AT THE BOTTOM

THE FISHERWOMAN

THE FLAME LIGHTS UP

THE FLOWER LOVER HAS PICKED A TIME BOMB

THE GENTLE WEIGHT LIFTER

THE LEAVES OF THE TREE HIDE THE SUN

THE METAMORPHOSIS

THE MOMENT WHICH IS LIKE A PEAR

THE MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED

THE NIGHT IS CALM

THE OIL BURNER RUNS BY THERMOSTAT

THE OIL BURNER RUNS BY THERMOSTAT

THE ORANGE PICKER

THE PAPER CUTTER

THE PAVEMENT HAS ITS LIFE

THE PRODIGAL SON

THE RIGHTFUL ONE

THE ROUND, PALE GLOBE IN THE CEILING

THE SEPARATE DEAD

THE SILENCE OF THE SUBURBS IS ADMISSION

THE TIME COMES WHEN YOU ARE FACING HIM

THE TIME COMES WHEN YOU ARE FACING HIM

THE VASE ON THE TABLE IS NEVER ANYTHING

THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP

THEIR MOUTHS FULL

THEORY OF DRESSING

THERE IS A TENDERNESS IN THE VOICES OF TWO PERSONS

THERE IS AN APPLE THAT MUST NOT FALL

THERE MUST BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME

THEY PUT A TELEPHONE IN HIS COFFIN

THIS BODY ON WHICH I COUNTED FOR AN ETERNAL LIFE

THIS IS THE SOLUTION

THIS IS THE SOLUTION TO BE HAPPY WITH SLAUGHTER

THIS WOMAN HAD HER ARMS AROUND ME

THOUGHTS OF A TINY PIG

THREE IN TRANSITION

THREE IN TRANSITION

TO A FRIEND WHO HAS MOVED TO THE EAST SIDE

TO MAKE KNOWN (FOR ZERO MOSTEL)

TO MAKE KNOWN (FOR ZERO MOSTEL)

TRANSCENDENTALIST WALKING THROUGH SKID ROW

TREAD THE DARK: 1. BRIGHTNESS AS A POIGNANT LIGHT

TREAD THE DARK: 10

TREAD THE DARK: 11

TREAD THE DARK: 12. AN ACCOUNT IN THE PRESENT TENSE

TREAD THE DARK: 13. AT THE END OF THE WORLD

TREAD THE DARK: 14

TREAD THE DARK: 15

TREAD THE DARK: 16

TREAD THE DARK: 17. THE PROCESSION

TREAD THE DARK: 18

TREAD THE DARK: 19

TREAD THE DARK: 2. FROM THE OBSERVATORY

TREAD THE DARK: 20. THE ABANDONED ANIMAL

TREAD THE DARK: 21

TREAD THE DARK: 22. THIS FALSE DESIRE

TREAD THE DARK: 23

TREAD THE DARK: 24

TREAD THE DARK: 25. A RECOUNTING

TREAD THE DARK: 26. DANTE'S BROTHER

TREAD THE DARK: 27. SCISSORS

TREAD THE DARK: 28

TREAD THE DARK: 29. APOCRYPHA

TREAD THE DARK: 3. THE SEASONS

TREAD THE DARK: 30. THE SUICIDE

TREAD THE DARK: 31. THE DEAD SEA

TREAD THE DARK: 32. THEME AND VARIATIONS

TREAD THE DARK: 33

TREAD THE DARK: 34. SUICIDE IN TWO VOICES

TREAD THE DARK: 35

TREAD THE DARK: 36. DEATH OF A LAWN MOWER

TREAD THE DARK: 37. IS THERE A VALUE TO LIFE?

TREAD THE DARK: 38. CANNIBALS

TREAD THE DARK: 39. THE SPORTSMAN

TREAD THE DARK: 4. WITH THE SUN'S FIRE

TREAD THE DARK: 40. SOUTH BRONX

TREAD THE DARK: 41. THE FOREST WARDEN

TREAD THE DARK: 42. THE ONLY ONE I KNOW

TREAD THE DARK: 43

TREAD THE DARK: 44. THE LIFE THEY LEAD

TREAD THE DARK: 45. THOUGHTS

TREAD THE DARK: 46. A MEDITATION

TREAD THE DARK: 47

TREAD THE DARK: 48. AT THE MUSEUM

TREAD THE DARK: 49. THE QUESTION

TREAD THE DARK: 5

TREAD THE DARK: 50

TREAD THE DARK: 51

TREAD THE DARK: 51

TREAD THE DARK: 52

TREAD THE DARK: 53. THE VASE

TREAD THE DARK: 54

TREAD THE DARK: 55. THE METAMORPHOSIS

TREAD THE DARK: 56. THE EXPLORER

TREAD THE DARK: 57. IN MY DREAM

TREAD THE DARK: 58. HAIR

TREAD THE DARK: 59. TO CHARLES REZNIKOFF

TREAD THE DARK: 6. THE TWO SELVES

TREAD THE DARK: 60. THE PLEASURE

TREAD THE DARK: 61

TREAD THE DARK: 62

TREAD THE DARK: 63

TREAD THE DARK: 64

TREAD THE DARK: 65

TREAD THE DARK: 66. FOR STEPHEN MOONEY, 1913-71

TREAD THE DARK: 67. IN THE DARK

TREAD THE DARK: 68

TREAD THE DARK: 69

TREAD THE DARK: 7. THE JUGGLER

TREAD THE DARK: 70

TREAD THE DARK: 71

TREAD THE DARK: 72

TREAD THE DARK: 73

TREAD THE DARK: 74

TREAD THE DARK: 75. MIDNIGHT

TREAD THE DARK: 76

TREAD THE DARK: 77. AS WE WALK OUR LIVES

TREAD THE DARK: 78. THE SOCIAL LIFE

TREAD THE DARK: 79. LIGHTLY

TREAD THE DARK: 8. SCENARIO

TREAD THE DARK: 80. A PRAYER IN PART

TREAD THE DARK: 81

TREAD THE DARK: 82. FOR ROBERT LOWELL

TREAD THE DARK: 83. I'M A DEPRESSED POEM

TREAD THE DARK: 84

TREAD THE DARK: 85. HELLO

TREAD THE DARK: 86. FINALLY

TREAD THE DARK: 87. EPILOGUE

TREAD THE DARK: 9

TREAD THE DARK: I AM BROTHER

TREAD THE DARK: WHO COULD HAVE BELIEVED IT?

TUFT OF DAISIES

VENDING MACHINE

VERSICLE AND RESPONSE

WAITING TO LIVE

WALT WHITMAN IN THE CIVIL WAR HOSPITALS

WALT WHITMAN IN THE CIVIL WAR HOSPITALS

WATCH YOU FACE IN THE MIRROR

WE ARE LIKE TWO FREIGHT CARS

WE ARE RELIVING DEAD MEN'S LIVES

WE CAN'T WRITE OURSELVES INTO ETERNAL LIFE

WERE YOU PERHAPS SENT BY THE FBI

WHAT ABOUT DYING

WHAT HAS BROUGHT ME TO YOU, STONE 2 IGNATOW, DAVID WHAT SHALL HE DO WITH A SON'

WHAT IS THIS LIFE, ANYWAY

WHAT WOULD LIFE BE WITHOUT YOU?

WHEN I LOOK AT THE FACES THAT CONFRONT ME

WHEN I LOOK AT THE FACES THAT CONFRONT ME

WHEN I SEE LIFE IN SHORT, DEATHLIKE SCENES

WHEN NEWS CAME OF HIS DEATH I WAS DISAPPOINTED

WHEN THE NEWS CAME OF HIS DEATH I WAS DISAPPOINTED

WHEN THERE IS LIFE

WHERE AM I GOING?

WHERE IS A ROCK TO BORE A HOLE THROUGH?

WHERE NOTHING IS HIDDEN

WHISPER TO THE EARTH

WHISTLE OR HOOT

WHISTLE OR HOOT

WHITE-HAIRED, I WALK IN ON MY PARENTS

WHITE-HAIRED, I WALK IN ON MY PARENTS

WHO AM I TO BE LOVED

WHO ARE THESE MEN WHO BECOME PLUMBERS

WHY IS IT THAT LYING IN BED

WINDOW WAS MADE IN AN EFFORT TO BE FREE OF BRICK

WITH HORACE I TAKE MY STAND BESIDE TWO ROCKS

WITH MY BACK TO THE INSANE WORLD

WITH THE DOOR OPEN

WITH THE DOOR OPEN

WITH THE SUN'S FIRE

WITH THE SUN'S FIRE

WITHOUT RECRIMINATION

WITHOUT SEXUAL ATTRACTION, THERE IS

WITHOUT SEXUAL ATTRACTION, THERE IS

WORKING PRINCIPLE

YOU FEED ME AND I GIVE YOU IRON AND ANGER

YOU SPOUTING ABOUT MONEY

YOUR BODY IS NOT MINE

YOUR FACE BEFORE ME

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