Rita Dove


Rita Dove Poems

1. Trans— 6/23/2015
2. Lines Composed On The Body Politic 10/11/2013
3. Reverie In Open Air 10/12/2013
4. The Cane Fields 10/11/2013
5. Banneker 10/11/2013
6. Borderline Mambo 2/22/2014
7. November For Beginners 10/11/2013
8. Testimonial 10/12/2013
9. Taking In Wash 3/18/2015
10. Wingfoot Lake 10/21/2013
11. The Great Palaces Of Versailles 10/21/2013
12. Wiring Home 10/21/2013
13. Straw Hat 2/22/2014
14. Ludwig Von Beethoven's Return To Vienna 2/22/2014
15. Dusting 10/11/2013
16. Vacation 10/21/2013
17. The Secret Garden 10/21/2013
18. Golden Oldie 10/11/2013
19. Cozy Apologia 10/11/2013
20. Shirt Sleeved 2/22/2014
21. "Teach Us To Number Our Days&Quot; 10/11/2013
22. My Father Enters The Work Force 10/21/2013
23. Chocolate 2/6/2015
24. Fifth Grade Autobiography 10/11/2013
25. Canary 10/11/2013
26. Adolescence I 2/22/2014
27. "I Have Been A Stranger In A Strange Land&Quot; 10/11/2013
28. Heart To Heart 10/11/2013
29. Flirtation 10/11/2013
30. Lady Freedom Among Us 10/21/2013
31. Exit 10/11/2013
Best Poem of Rita Dove

Exit

Just when hope withers, the visa is granted.
The door opens to a street like in the movies,
clean of people, of cats; except it is your street
you are leaving. A visa has been granted,
'provisionally'-a fretful word.
The windows you have closed behind
you are turning pink, doing what they do
every dawn. Here it's gray. The door
to the taxicab waits. This suitcase,
the saddest object in the world.
Well, the world's open. And now through
the windshield the sky begins to blush
as you did when your mother told you
what it took to be a woman in ...

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Exit

Just when hope withers, the visa is granted.
The door opens to a street like in the movies,
clean of people, of cats; except it is your street
you are leaving. A visa has been granted,
'provisionally'-a fretful word.
The windows you have closed behind
you are turning pink, doing what they do
every dawn. Here it's gray. The door
to the taxicab waits. This suitcase,

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