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| 3361. | Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks by Jane Kenyon | | I am the blossom pressed in a book,
found again after two hundred years. . . .
I am the maker, the lover, and the keeper. . . .
When the young... |
| 3362. | September, The First Day Of School by Howard Nemerov | | I
My child and I hold hands on the way to school,
And when I leave him at the first-grade door
He cries a little but is brave; he does
Let go. M... |
| 3363. | A Spell before Winter by Howard Nemerov | | After the red leaf and the gold have gone,
Brought down by the wind, then by hammering rain
Bruised and discolored, when October's flame
Goes blue ... |
| 3364. | Poetics by Howard Nemerov | | You know the old story Ann Landers tells
About the houseife in her basement doing the wash?
She's wearing her nightie, and she thinks, "Well, hell,
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| 3366. | The Beautiful Lawn Sprinkler by Howard Nemerov | | What gives it power makes it change its mind
At each extreme, and lean its rising rain
Down low, first one and then the other way;
In which exchang... |
| 3367. | I Only Am Escaped Alone to Tell Thee by Howard Nemerov | | I tell you that I see her still
At the dark entrance of the hall.
One gas lamp burning near her shoulder
Shone also from her other side
Where hun... |
| 3368. | Gyroscope by Howard Nemerov | | This admirable gadget, when it is
Wound on a string and spun with steady force,
Maintains its balance on most any smooth
Surface, pleasantly hummin... |
| 3369. | The Dependencies by Howard Nemerov | | This morning, between two branches of a tree
Beside the door, epeira once again
Has spun and signed his tapestry and trap.
I test his early-warning... |
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