Henri Cole Poems

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1.
Twilight

There's a black bear
in the apple tree
and he won't come down.
I can hear him panting,
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2.
White Spine

Liar, I thought, kneeling with the others,
how can He love me and hate what I am?
The dome of St. Peter's shone yellowish
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3.
Poppies

Waking from comalike sleep, I saw the poppies,
with their limp necks and unregimented beauty.
Pause, I thought, say something true: It was night,
I wanted to kiss your lips, which remained supple,
...

4.
Hand Grenade Bag

This well-used little bag is just the right size

to carry a copy of the Psalms. Its plain-woven

flowers and helicopter share the sky with bombs
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5.
War Rug

The pony and the deer are trapped by tanks,

and the lady with the guitar is sad beyond words.

Hurtling across the sky, a missile has mistaken
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6.
The Boat-Header

I saw you
unexpectedly
on the street today.
Though it was midday
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7.
Cherry Blossom Storm

A mother is a mother still,

The holiest thing alive.

Coleridge, "The Three Graves"
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8.
Green Shade

[Nara Deer Park]


With my head on his spotted back

and his head on the grass—a little bored
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9.
Oil & Steel

My father lived in a dirty dish mausoleum,
watching a portable black-and-white television,
reading the Encyclopedia Britannica,
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10.
Homosexuality

First I saw the round bill, like a bud;
then the sooty crested head, with avernal eyes
flickering, distressed, then the peculiar
long neck wrapping and unwrapping itself,
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