Galway Kinnell Poems
- Wait Wait, for now. Distrust everything, if you have ...
- Oatmeal I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot ...
- Blackberry Eating I love to go out in late September among ...
- After Making Love We Hear Foot... For I can snore like a ...
- St. Francis And The Sow The bud stands for all things, even...
- Daybreak On the tidal mud, just before sunset, dozens of ...
- The Cellist At intermission I find her backstage still ...
Galway Kinnell is an American poet. He was Poet Laureate of Vermont from 1989 to 1993. An admitted follower of Walt Whitman , Kinnell rejects the idea of seeking fulfillment by escaping into the imaginary world. His best-loved and most anthologized poems are "St. Francis and the Sow" and "After Making Love We Hear Footsteps".
Born in Providence, Rhode Island, Kinnell said that as a youth he was turned on to poetry by Edgar Allan Poe and Emily Dickinson, drawn to both the musical appeal of their poetry and the idea that they led solitary lives. The allure of the language spoke to what he describes as the homogeneous feel of his hometown, ... more »
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Wait, for now.
Distrust everything, if you have to.
But trust the hours. Haven't they
carried you everywhere, up to now?
Personal events will become interesting again.
Hair will become interesting.
Pain will become interesting.
Buds that open out of season will become lovely again.
Second-hand gloves will become lovely again,
their memories are what give them
the need for other hands. And the desolation
of lovers is the same: that enormous emptiness
carved out of such tiny beings as we are
asks to be filled; the need
for the new love is faithfulness...