Robert Pinsky

(October 20, 1940 / New Jersey)

Robert Pinsky Poems

1. December Blues 11/6/2015
2. Death And The Powers: A Robot Pageant 12/24/2015
3. Ceremony For Any Beginning 12/20/2014
4. An Explanation Of America: A Love Of Death 1/2/2012
5. Stupid Meditation On Peace 1/2/2012
6. Poem About People 1/2/2012
7. The Hearts 1/2/2012
8. Glory 1/2/2012
9. Paschal 1/2/2012
10. First Things To Hand 1/2/2012
11. Doctor Frolic 1/2/2012
12. The Green Piano 1/2/2012
13. Samurai Song 1/2/2012
14. Essay On Psychiatrists 1/2/2012
15. The Refinery 1/20/2003
16. Ginza Samba 1/13/2003
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
21. Shirt 1/13/2003
22. Impossible To Tell 1/13/2003
23. To Television 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Robert Pinsky

To Television

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

Raster dance,
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 ...

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At Pleasure Bay

In the willows along the river at Pleasure Bay
A catbird singing, never the same phrase twice.
Here under the pines a little off the road
In 1927 the Chief of Police
And Mrs. W. killed themselves together,
Sitting in a roadster. Ancient unshaken pilings
And underwater chunks of still-mortared brick
In shapes like bits of puzzle strew the bottom
Where the landing was for Price's Hotel and Theater.

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