Robert Pinsky Poems
- To Television Not a "window on the world" But as we call ...
- Impossible To Tell Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in ...
- At Pleasure Bay In the willows along the river at Pleasure ...
- Shirt The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The ...
- The Night Game Some of us believe We would have conceived ...
- Ode To Meaning Dire one and desired one, Savior, ...
- Poem With Refrains The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed ...
an American poet, essayist, literary critic, and translator. From 1997 to 2000, he served as Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress. Pinsky is the author of nineteen books, most of which are collections of his own poetry. His published work also includes critically acclaimed translations, including a collection of poems by Czesław Miłosz and Dante Alighieri. He teaches at Boston University and is the poetry editor at Slate.
Robert Pinsky was born on October 20, 1940, in Long Branch, New Jersey, where he attended Long Branch High School. He received a B.A. from Rutgers University in New Brunswick, New Jersey, and earned both an M.A. and Ph.D. in ... more »
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Not a "window on the world"
But as we call you,
A box a tube
Terrarium of dreams and wonders.
Coffer of shades, ordained
Cotillion of phosphors
Or liquid crystal
Homey miracle, tub
Of acquiescence, vein of defiance.
Your patron in the pantheon would be Hermes
Quick one, little thief, escort
Of the dying and comfort of the sick,
In a blue glow my father and little sister sat
Snuggled in one chair watching you
Their wife and mother was sick in the head
I scorned you and them as I scorned so much
Now I like you ...