Robert Francis Poems
- Summons Keep me from going to sleep too soon Or if I go to ...
- Catch Two boys uncoached are tossing a poem ...
- Blue Winter Winter uses all the blues there are. One shade ...
- Symbol The winter apples have been picked, the garden ...
- Silent Poem backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunk underbrush ...
- Glass Words of a poem should be glass But glass so ...
- Paper Men To Air Hopes And Fea... The first speaker said Fear...
Robert Francis, born in Upland, Pennsylvania in 1901. He was educated at Harvard University. After graduating, he moved into a small house in Amherst, Massachusetts that he named "Fort Juniper", inspiring editors at the University of Massachusetts Press to name their poetry award the Juniper Prize. His autobiography, The Trouble with Francis (1971), recounts in alarming detail the construction of this retreat, even including a ledger of materials and their cost down to the last nail, as though the poet were driven to prove his frugality.
In The Satirical Rogue On Poetry, his curious collection of witticisms, criticisms and aphorisms, Francis included a short essay ... more »
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Keep me from going to sleep too soon
Or if I go to sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I'm half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at all.
Tell me the walking is superb.
Not only tell me but ...