William De Witt Snodgrass

(January 5, 1926 – January 13, 2009 / Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania)

Heart's Needle - Poem by William De Witt Snodgrass

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Child of my winter, born
When the new fallen soldiers froze
In Asia's steep ravines and fouled the snows,
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Comments about Heart's Needle by William De Witt Snodgrass

  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (3/18/2005 6:46:00 AM)

    Anyone who wishes the full text can get it and much else, at poets.org including the author reading. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (3/18/2005 6:36:00 AM)

    Michael, could you perhaps submit the whole and correct original? It is done on this site. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 4 Points Michael Gessner (3/15/2005 10:46:00 AM)

    It is something more than a misfortune when a major poem such as Heart's Needle (ital.,) which has certainly influenced, but more likely established, a twentieth century movement-the 'confessional' genre-is presented in excerpts, stanzaic fragments of the whole, and those stanzas are not even in the shapes of the original text.
    How can a poem like this be rated? Hasn't its rating already been established?
    Won't it be read as long as there is human language? When I think of Snograss, I think of Neruda. I think of statues in the capitol of the human heart. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Brian Russel (1/28/2005 12:55:00 AM)

    if i could
    bear the brunt of tragic field
    where blunt ends of havoc wheeled
    i would

    forgive my eyes their render,
    for starry nights cast small the part,
    and love may pull this needle from my heart
    if i allow its splender

    to replace the snow with rain,
    warm in its earthy spill,
    and somehow forge the will
    to move beyond my pain. (Report) Reply








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