Alicia Suskin Ostriker

(1937 / Brooklyn, New York City, New York)

Alicia Suskin Ostriker Poems

1. Birdcall 5/20/2015
2. The Dogs at Live Oak Beach, Santa Cruz 5/27/2015
3. The History of America 10/10/2016
4. In Every Life 10/10/2016
5. Daffodils 10/10/2016
6. April 10/10/2016
7. The Blessing of the Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog 10/10/2016
8. Boil 10/10/2016
9. Soften and Melt 10/10/2016
10. Song 10/10/2016
11. Sonnet. To Tell the Truth 10/10/2016
12. Three Men Walking, Three Brown Silhouettes 10/10/2016
13. Matisse, Too 10/10/2016
14. Nude Descending 10/10/2016
15. Saturday Night 10/10/2016
16. The Window, at the Moment of Flame 10/10/2016
17. Years 10/10/2016
18. The Wind That Blows Through Me 10/10/2016
19. Laundry 10/10/2016
20. Utopian 10/10/2016
21. August Morning, Upper Broadway 10/10/2016
22. Ghazal: America the Beautiful 10/10/2016
23. Dark Matter and Dark Energy 10/10/2016
24. Insomnia 10/10/2016
25. Exile 12/17/2014
26. The Leaf Pile 1/7/2015
27. Wrinkly Lady Dancer 1/20/2003
28. Psalm 1/20/2003

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I am not lyric any more
I will not play the harp
for your pleasure

I will not make a joyful
noise to you, neither
will I lament

for I know you drink
lamentation, too,
like wine

so I dully repeat
you hurt me
I hate you

I pull my eyes away from the hills
I will not kill for you
I will never love you again

unless you ask me

Read the full of Psalm


—for Elizabeth Bishop

Tuwee, calls a bird near the house,
Tuwee, cries another, downhill in the woods.
No wind, early September, beeches and pines,

Sumac aflame, tuwee, tuwee, a question and a faint
But definite response, tuwee, tuwee, as if engaged
In a conversation expected to continue all afternoon,

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