Archibald MacLeish

(7 May 1892 – 20 April 1982 / Glencoe, Illinois)

Archibald MacLeish Poems

1. A Poet Speaks from the Visitors' Gallery 6/22/2015
2. Imagery 11/26/2015
3. Hurricane 12/12/2015
4. L'An Trentiesme De Mon Eage 4/7/2010
5. De Votre Bonheur Il Ne Reste Que Vos Photos Sipsce… 4/7/2010
6. The Sheep In The Ruins 4/7/2010
7. Way-Station 4/7/2010
8. Ancestral 4/7/2010
9. Definition Of The Frontiers 4/7/2010
10. The Rock In The Sea 4/7/2010
11. Before March 4/7/2010
12. Invocation To The Social Muse 4/7/2010
13. Nocturne 4/7/2010
14. Seafarer 2/7/2014
15. Voyage 4/7/2010
16. The Night Dream 4/7/2010
17. The Old Men In The Leaf Smoke 4/7/2010
18. Lines For A Prologue 4/7/2010
19. Hypocrite Auteur 4/7/2010
20. The Silent Slain 4/7/2010
21. The Too-Late Born 1/3/2003
22. Unfinished History 4/7/2010
23. Poem In Prose 1/3/2003
24. Liberty 4/7/2010
25. The Snowflake Which Is Now And Hence Forever 1/3/2003
26. Autumn 4/7/2010
27. Immortal Autumn 4/7/2010
28. Baccalaureate 1/3/2003
29. You, Andrew Marvell 1/3/2003
30. Not Marble Nor The Gilded Monuments 4/7/2010
31. Broken Promise 4/7/2010
32. Two Poems From The War 1/3/2003
33. Dr. Sigmund Freud Discovers The Sea Shell 1/3/2003
34. An Eternity 1/3/2003
35. The Young Dead Soldiers Do Not Speak 4/7/2010
36. The End Of The World 1/3/2003
37. Ars Poetica 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Archibald MacLeish

Ars Poetica

A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit

Dumb
As old medallions to the thumb

Silent as the sleeve-worn stone
Of casement ledges where the moss has grown -

A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs

Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees,

Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind -

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs

A poem should be equal to:
Not true

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Baccalaureate

A year or two, and grey Euripides,
And Horace and a Lydia or so,
And Euclid and the brush of Angelo,
Darwin on man, Vergilius on bees,
The nose and Dialogues of Socrates,
Don Quixote, Hudibras and Trinculo,
How worlds are spawned and where the dead gods go,--
All shall be shard of broken memories.

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