James Dickey

Rookie (2 February 1923 – 19 January 1997 / Atlanta, Georgia)

James Dickey Poems

1. In The Marble Quarry 4/22/2010
2. At Darien Bridge 4/22/2010
3. The Strength Of Fields 4/22/2010
4. The Bee 3/15/2014
5. Bums On Waking 4/22/2010
6. Creation Made Like Hope 4/22/2010
7. Buckdancer’s Choice 4/22/2010
8. In The Tree House At Night 4/22/2010
9. The Shark's Parlor 4/22/2010
10. The Dusk Of Horses 5/7/2012
11. Falling 4/22/2010
12. The Lifeguard 4/22/2010
13. Cherrylog Road 4/22/2010
14. Adultery 4/22/2010
15. Pursuit From Under 4/22/2010
16. The Performance 4/22/2010
17. For The Last Wolverine 4/22/2010
18. The Hospital Window 4/22/2010
19. Hunting Civil War Relics At Nimblewill Creek 5/7/2012
20. The Sheep-Child 5/24/2008
21. The Heaven Of Animals 3/5/2006
Best Poem of James Dickey

The Heaven Of Animals

Here they are. The soft eyes open.
If they have lived in a wood
It is a wood.
If they have lived on plains
It is grass rolling
Under their feet forever.

Having no souls, they have come,
Anyway, beyond their knowing.
Their instincts wholly bloom
And they rise.
The soft eyes open.

To match them, the landscape flowers,
Outdoing, desperately
Outdoing what is required:
The richest wood,
The deepest field.

For some of these,
It could not be the place
It is, without blood.
These hunt, as they have done,
But with claws and...

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Bums On Waking

Bums, on waking,
Do not always find themselves
In gutters with water running over their legs
And the pillow of the curbstone
Turning hard as sleep drains from it.
Mostly, they do not know

But hope for where they shall come to.
The opening of the eye is precious,

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