Marianne Moore

(November 15, 1887 – February 5, 1972 / Kirkwood, Missouri)

Marianne Moore Poems

1. Appellate Jurisdiction 5/14/2015
2. The Mind is a wonderful Thing 7/6/2015
3. Nine Nectarines And Other Porcelain 2/11/2015
4. What Are Years 3/12/2015
5. To An Intra-Mural Rat 4/15/2010
6. His Shield 4/15/2010
7. Roses Only 4/15/2010
8. The Fish 4/15/2010
9. An Octopus 4/15/2010
10. Spenser's Ireland 1/3/2003
11. The Paper Nautilus 1/3/2003
12. Peter 1/3/2003
13. He "Digesteth Harde Yron" 1/20/2003
14. The Steeple-Jack 1/3/2003
15. The Past Is The Present 1/3/2003
16. Nevertheless 1/3/2003
17. Rosemary 1/3/2003
18. The Pangolin 1/3/2003
19. To A Steam Roller 1/3/2003
20. No Swan So Fine 1/3/2003
21. He Made This Screen 1/3/2003
22. Silence 1/3/2003
23. Marriage 1/3/2003
24. Baseball And Writing 1/20/2003
25. A Grave 1/3/2003
26. Poetry 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Marianne Moore

Poetry

I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all
this fiddle.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
discovers in
it after all, a place for the genuine.
Hands that can grasp, eyes
that can dilate, hair that can rise
if it must, these things are important not because a

high-sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because
they are
useful. When they become so derivative as to become
unintelligible,
the same thing may be said for all of us, that we
do not admire what
we cannot understand: the ...

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The Steeple-Jack

Dürer would have seen a reason for living
in a town like this, with eight stranded whales
to look at; with the sweet sea air coming into your house
on a fine day, from water etched
with waves as formal as the scales
on a fish.

One by one in two's and three's, the seagulls keep
flying back and forth over the town clock,

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