Yvor Winters

(1900 - 1968 / United States)

Yvor Winters Poems

1. A Song In Passing 1/3/2003
2. Alone 1/3/2003
3. An October Nocturne 1/3/2003
4. At The San Francisco Airport 3/24/2004
5. By The Road To The Air Base 1/3/2003
6. Dark Spring 1/3/2003
7. John Sutter 4/19/2010
8. Moonrise 1/3/2003
9. Much In Little 4/19/2010
10. Night Of Battle 4/19/2010
11. On A View Of Pasadena From The Hills 4/19/2010
12. On Teaching The Young 4/19/2010
13. One Ran Before 1/3/2003
14. Sir Gawaine And The Green Knight 4/19/2010
15. Song 1/3/2003
16. Sonnet To The Moon 1/3/2003
17. The Empty Hills 1/3/2003
18. The Fable 4/19/2010
19. The Journey 4/19/2010
20. The Moralists 4/19/2010
21. The Precision 1/3/2003
22. The Slow Pacific Swell 4/19/2010
23. Time And The Garden 4/19/2010
24. To A Young Writer 4/19/2010
25. To Emily Dickinson 4/19/2010
26. To The Holy Spirit 1/3/2003
27. Two Songs Of Advent 1/3/2003
28. Where My Sight Goes 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Yvor Winters

At The San Francisco Airport

This is the terminal: the light
Gives perfect vision, false and hard;
The metal glitters, deep and bright/
Great planes are waiting in the yard-
They are already in the night.

And you are here beside me, small.
Containted and fragile, and intent
On things that I but half recall-
Yet going whither you are bent.
I am the past, and that is all.

But you and I in part are one:
The frightened brain, the nervous will,
The knowledge of what must be done,
The passion to acquire the skill
To face that which you dare not shun.

The rain of ...

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The Empty Hills

The grandeur of deep afternoons,
The pomp of haze on marble hills,
Where every white-walled villa swoons
Through violence that heat fulfills,

Pass tirelessly and more alone
Than kings that time has laid aside.
Safe on their massive sea of stone
The empty tufted gardens ride.

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