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| 1951. | The Steeple-Jack by Marianne Moore | | Dürer would have seen a reason for living
in a town like this, with eight stranded whales
to look at; with the sweet sea air coming into your hou... |
| 1952. | Peter by Marianne Moore | | Strong and slippery,
built for the midnight grass-party
confronted by four cats, he sleeps his time away--
the detached first claw on the foreleg c... |
| 1953. | The Past is the Present by Marianne Moore | | If external action is effete
and rhyme is outmoded,
I shall revert to you,
Habakkuk, as when in a Bible class
the teacher was speaking of unrhymed... |
| 1954. | The Paper Nautilus by Marianne Moore | | For authorities whose hopes
are shaped by mercenaries?
Writers entrapped by
teatime fame and by
commuters' comforts? Not for these
the paper naut... |
| 1955. | Spenser's Ireland by Marianne Moore | | has not altered;--
a place as kind as it is green,
the greenest place I've never seen.
Every name is a tune.
Denunciations do not affect
the culp... |
| 1956. | Pear Tree by Hilda Doolittle | | Silver dust
lifted from the earth,
higher than my arms reach,
you have mounted.
O silver,
higher than my arms reach
you front us with great... |
| 1957. | Sea Poppies by Hilda Doolittle | | Amber husk
fluted with gold,
fruit on the sand
marked with a rich grain,
treasure
spilled near the shrub-pines
to bleach on the boulders... |
| 1958. | Stars Wheel in Purple by Hilda Doolittle | | Stars wheel in purple, yours is not so rare
as Hesperus, nor yet so great a star
as bright Aldeboran or Sirius,
nor yet the stained and brilliant o... |
| 1959. | The Pool by Hilda Doolittle | | Are you alive?
I touch you.
You quiver like a sea-fish.
I cover you with my net.
What are you - banded one?
... |
| 1960. | A Funeral Poem on the Death of C.E. by Phillis Wheatley | | Through airy roads he wings his instant flight
To purer regions of celestial light;
Enlarg'd he sees unnumber'd systems roll,
Beneath him sees the ... |
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