Philip Levine

(January 10, 1928 / Detroit, Michigan)

Philip Levine Poems

1. A Sleepless Night 1/13/2003
2. A Story 1/10/2012
3. A Woman Waking 1/13/2003
4. Among Children 1/13/2003
5. An Abandoned Factory, Detroit 1/13/2003
6. An Ending 1/13/2003
7. An Extraordinary Morning 1/10/2012
8. And The Trains Go On 12/26/2014
9. Animals Are Passing From Our Lives 1/13/2003
10. Another Song 1/13/2003
11. Any Night 1/13/2003
12. At Bessemer 1/13/2003
13. Baby Villon 1/10/2012
14. Belle Isle, 1949 1/10/2012
15. Berenda Slough 1/13/2003
16. Bitterness 1/13/2003
17. Black Stone On Top Of Nothing 1/13/2003
18. Blasting From Heaven 1/10/2012
19. Breakfasts With Joachim 6/25/2014
20. Burial Rites 1/10/2012
21. Call It Music 1/13/2003
22. Clouds 1/13/2003
23. Clouds Above The Sea 1/13/2003
24. Coming Close 1/13/2003
25. Detroit Grease Shop Poem 1/13/2003
26. Detroit, Tomorrow 1/10/2012
27. Drum 1/10/2012
28. During The War 1/10/2012
29. Everything 1/13/2003
30. Father 1/13/2003
31. Fist 1/13/2003
32. For The Country 1/13/2003
33. Gangrene 1/13/2003
34. Gin 1/13/2003
35. Gospel 1/10/2012
36. Green Thumb 1/13/2003
37. Heaven 1/13/2003
38. Holding On 1/13/2003
39. Holy Day 1/13/2003
40. House Of Silence 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Philip Levine

A Sleepless Night

April, and the last of the plum blossoms
scatters on the black grass
before dawn. The sycamore, the lime,
the struck pine inhale
the first pale hints of sky.
An iron day,
I think, yet it will come
dazzling, the light
rise from the belly of leaves and pour
burning from the cups
of poppies.
The mockingbird squawks
from his perch, fidgets,
and settles back. The snail, awake
for good, trembles from his shell
and sets sail for China. My hand dances
in the memory of a million ...

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"Hill of Jews," says one,
named for a cemetery
long gone."Hill of Jove,"
says another, and maybe
Jove stalked here
once or rests now
where so many lie
who felt God swell
the earth and burn

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