Robert Duncan (January 7, 1919 – February 3, 1988)
Biography of Robert Duncan
- A Little Language
- A Poem Beginning With A Line From Pindar
- An African Elegy
- Bending The Bow
- Childhood’s Retreat
- My Mother Would Be a Falconress
- Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Mead...
- Passage Over Water
- Poetry, A Natural Thing
- Rites of Passage II
- Such Is The Sickness Of Many A Good Thin...
- The Song of the Borderguard
- What I Saw
It’s in the perilous boughs of the tree
out of blue sky the wind
sings loudest surrounding me.
And solitude, a wild solitude
’s reveald, fearfully, high I’d climb
into the shaking uncertainties,
part out of longing, part daring my self,