Mark Van Doren

(June 13, 1894 – December 10, 1972 / Hope, Illinois,)

Mark Van Doren Poems

1. Dunce Songs : 9 1/3/2003
2. Farewell And Thanksgiving 1/3/2003
3. Born Brothers 1/3/2003
4. Morning Worship 1/3/2003
5. Nothing Stays 1/3/2003
6. The Deepest Dream 1/3/2003
7. He Loves Me 1/3/2003
8. Spring Thunder 1/3/2003
9. After Long Drought 1/3/2003
10. Our Lady Peace 1/3/2003
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Our Lady Peace

How far is it to peace, the piper sighed,
The solitary, sweating as he paused.
Asphalt the noon; the ravens, terrified,
Fled carrion thunder that percussion caused.

The envelope of earth was powder loud;
The taut wings shivered, driven at the sun.
The piper put his pipe away and bowed.
Not here, he said. I hunt the love-cool one,

The dancer with the clipped hair. Where is she?
We shook our heads, parting for him to pass.
Our lady was of no such trim degree,
And none of us had seen her face, alas.

She was the very ridges that we must ...

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