Robert Pinsky Poems
|2.||Death And The Powers: A Robot Pageant||12/24/2015|
|4.||Ceremony For Any Beginning||12/20/2014|
|5.||An Explanation Of America: A Love Of Death||1/2/2012|
|6.||Stupid Meditation On Peace||1/2/2012|
|7.||Poem About People||1/2/2012|
|9.||First Things To Hand||1/2/2012|
|12.||The Green Piano||1/2/2012|
|14.||Essay On Psychiatrists||1/2/2012|
|17.||Poem With Refrains||1/13/2003|
|18.||Ode To Meaning||1/13/2003|
|19.||The Night Game||1/13/2003|
|20.||At Pleasure Bay||1/13/2003|
|22.||Impossible To Tell||1/13/2003|
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 ...
Poem With Refrains
The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog
Uncurling over the tainted city river,
A young girl rowing and her anxious father
Scavenging for corpses. Funeral meats. The clever
Abandoned orphan. The great athletic killer
Sulking in his tent. As though all stories began
With someone dying.
When her mother died,