Donald Justice Poems
- Sadness 1 Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear ...
- Pantoum Of The Great Depressio... Our lives avoided ...
- Men At Forty Men at forty Learn to close softly
- Poem This poem is not addressed to you. You may come into ...
- Love's Stratagems All these maneuverings to avoid The ...
- Bus Stop Lights are burning In quiet rooms Where lives go...
- On The Death Of Friends In Chi... We shall not ever meet ...
Donald Justice was an American poet and teacher of writing.
Life and Career
Justice grew up in Florida, and earned a bachelor's degree from the University of Miami in 1945. He received an M.A. from the University of North Carolina in 1947, studied for a time at Stanford University, and ultimately earned a doctorate from the University of Iowa in 1954. He went on to teach for many years at the Iowa Writers' Workshop, the nation's first graduate program in creative writing. He also taught at Syracuse University, the University of California at Irvine, Princeton University, the University of Virginia, and the University of Florida in Gainesville.
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Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear parents,
Why were you so sad on porches, whispering?
What great melancholies were loosed among our swings!
As before a storm one hears the leaves whispering
And marks each small change in the atmosphere,
So was it then to overhear and to fear.
But all things then were oracle and secret.
Remember the night when, lost, returning, we turned back
Confused, and our headlights singled out the fox?
Our thoughts went with it then, turning and turning back
With the same terror, into the deep thicket
Beside the ...