Looking For A Poem
(9/4/2005 11:55:00 AM)
The following poem is quoted in an essay by Richard Hugo. Could anyone tell me the author of the poem, please.
I found him sleepy in the heat
And dust of a gopher burrow,
Coiled in loose folds upon silence
In a pit of the noonday hillside.
I saw the wedged bulge
Of the head hard as a fist.
I remembered his delicate ways:
The mouth a cat's mouth yawning.
I crushed him deep in dust,
And heard the loud seethe of life
In the dead beads of the tail
Fade, as wind fades
From the wild grain of the hill.
(9/3/2005 2:27:00 PM)
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I am looking for a compleyte poem by Jane Kenyon. I have what I believe to be the initial verse here: ... with the wonder
and bitterness of someone pardoned
for a crime she did not commit
I come back to marriage and friends,
to pink fringed hollyhocks; come back
to my desk, books and chair....
Although I don't know the poem's title, I believe it comes from a collection entitled, CONSTANCE]
Iwould be most grateful if someone could enlighten me on this.... Thank youReplies for this message:
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(9/1/2005 3:14:00 PM)
I have the poem...I have the title, I just can't find the poet!
Who wrote this? It's called 'Preference'
I likes a woman
six or eight and ten years older'n myself.
I don't fool with those young girls.
Young girls'l say,
Daddy, I want so-and-so.
I needs this, that, and the other.
But a old woman'll say,
Honey, what does YOU need?
I just drawed my money tonight
and it's all your'n.
That's why I likes an older woman
who can appreciate me;
When she conversations you,
it ain't forever, Gimme!
(8/30/2005 8:39:00 AM)
Hello - SO desperately looking for this poem about an adult caring for an infant crying in the night. The poem starts off as a lullabye, builds into pleading for the child to got to sleep, and descends into nonsense as the adult becomes exhausted, but maintains the rhyme and metre. I loved it but don't know the title, don't know who it was by. Any help, much appreciated.
(8/29/2005 9:53:00 PM)
I'm looking for a poem, and I only vaguely remember a single line, and I'm not entirely sure I have it right!
It goes something like: [because? ]...I'm in love, and love doesn't (don't?) keep...
(8/24/2005 6:37:00 PM)
hello everyone im looking for the name of a poem. its about a girl who is riding in a car with some boys and the car gets into an accident. she wakes up in the hospital and she knows she's going to die so she tells the nurse to tell her parents that she's sorry. the girl dies. then the nurse say's she cant because the people in the other car were her parents. if you know the name of this poem or who it was written by please tell me. thanks.
(8/17/2005 11:24:00 PM)
There was a poem recited by a young girl on Apollo a few years back, this poem was by Maya Angelou. I don't really quiet know the name of it, some of the quotes was concerning 'I am somebody '. Everytime the young girl would say some words in the poem she would end it with 'I am Somebody' I have been trying and trying to find this poem but have been running into dead ends. Please help me if possible.
(8/14/2005 4:00:00 PM)
I am looking for a special reading for my wedding. I once saw Billy Collins and heard him read a poem about walking his dog and going past a pond where he counted the swans, knowing that if there was an uneven number, one of them would have lost a mate, since swans mate for life. I can not find this poem anywhere. Please help!
(8/13/2005 11:43:00 PM)
I found a poem once and it was an anonymous poem which makes it all the more harder to find. It was this woman and she was reflecting on all these times she had with her boyfriend. She talked about how she expected his reaction to be one way and he always surprised her but then at the end it surprises you by saying he went to Vietnam and never came back. It's a wonderful poem and I was just wondering if anyone had ever heard of it and could send me a copy.
(8/9/2005 8:52:00 AM)
There is a poem that my husband's 91 year old grandmother always quotes a portion of to me. She was in the hosptital in the late 40's after giving birth to my mother-in-law. She was a breech baby and the doctor quoted a poem about lazy babys coming into the world sitting down. She can only remember this one line but I would love to give her the entire poem. Can anyone help?