Poems of Donald Justice
|1.||A Birthday Candle||1/13/2003|
|2.||A Map Of Love||1/1/2004|
|6.||Banjo Dog Variations||4/21/2010|
|8.||Counting The Mad||4/21/2010|
|11.||Henry James At The Pacific||4/21/2010|
|12.||In Bertram's Garden||1/3/2003|
|13.||In Memory Of The Unknown Poet, Robert Boardman Vaughn||4/21/2010|
|15.||Men at Forty||1/3/2003|
|16.||Men at Thirty||1/3/2003|
|17.||Nostalgia And Complaint Of The Grandparents||4/21/2010|
|18.||Nostalgia Of The Lakefronts||4/21/2010|
|19.||Ode to a Dressmaker's Dummy||1/3/2003|
|20.||On A Painting By Patient B Of The Independence State Hospital For The Insane||4/21/2010|
It begins again, the nocturnal pulse.
It courses through the cables laid for it.
It mounts to the chandeliers and beats there, hotly.
We are too close. Too late, we would move back.
We are involved with the surge.
Now it bursts. Now it has been announced.
Now it is being soaked up by newspapers.
Now it is running through the streets.