Marianne Moore

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

Marianne Moore Poems

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


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
the same thing may be said for all of us, that we
do not admire what
we cannot understand: the ...

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No Swan So Fine

"No water so still as the
dead fountains of Versailles." No swan,
with swart blind look askance
and gondoliering legs, so fine
as the chinz china one with fawn-
brown eyes and toothed gold
collar on to show whose bird it was.

Lodged in the Louis Fifteenth

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