Robert Bly Poems
- For My Son Noah, Ten Years Old Night and day arrive and day ...
- A Month Of Happiness A blind horse stands among cherry ...
- Gratitude To Old Teachers When we stride or stroll across the...
- The Cat In The Kitchen Have you heard about the boy who ...
- Waking from Sleep Inside the veins there are navies setting ...
- Driving toward the Lac Qui Par... I I am driving; it ...
- Driving through Minnesota Duri...
Robert Bly (born December 23, 1926) is an American poet, author, activist and leader of the mythopoetic men's movement, most famous for his Iron John: A Book About Men (1990), which spent 62 weeks on the The New York Times Best Seller list. For The Light Around the Body he won the 1968 National Book Award for Poetry.
Bly was born in Lac qui Parle County, Minnesota, to Jacob and Alice Bly, who were of Norwegian ancestry. Following graduation from high school in 1944, he enlisted in the United States Navy, serving two years. After one year at St. Olaf College in Minnesota, he transferred to Harvard University, joining the later famous group of writers who were undergraduates at that... more »
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For My Son Noah, Ten Years Old
Night and day arrive and day after day goes by,
and what is old remains old, and what is young remains
young and grows old,
and the lumber pile does not grow younger, nor the
weathered two-by-fours lose their darkness,
but the old tree goes on, the barn stands without help so
the advocate of darkness and night is not lost.
The horse swings around on one leg, steps, and turns,
the chicken flapping claws onto the roost, its wings whelping
but what is primitive is not to be shot out into the night and
And slowly the ...