Mary Ruefle

(1952 / Allegheny County, Pennsylvania)

Mary Ruefle Poems

1. Keeping It Simple 8/8/2015
2. The Wife of Mission Rock 9/3/2015
3. Bavaria 10/15/2016
4. The Bench 10/15/2016
5. Blood Soup 10/15/2016
6. The Bunny Gives Us a Lesson in Eternity 10/15/2016
7. Four Anecdotes From the Life of Dang Yo-une 10/15/2016
8. Last on Earth 10/15/2016
9. Mathew Brady Arranging the Bodies 10/15/2016
10. Rain Effect 10/15/2016
11. Perpetually Attempting to Soar 10/15/2016
12. Seven Postcards from Dover 10/15/2016
13. Shalimar 10/15/2016
14. White Buttons 10/15/2016
15. Women in Labor 10/15/2016
16. To a Magazine 10/15/2016
17. Please Read 10/15/2016
18. Recollections of My Christmas Tree 10/15/2016
19. Mimosa 12/11/2014
20. The Hand 12/12/2014
21. The Letter 1/20/2003
22. Sentimental Education 1/20/2003
23. The Daze 1/20/2003
Best Poem of Mary Ruefle

The Daze

It was one of those mornings the earth seemed
not to have had any rest at all, her face dour
and unrefreshed, no particular place-- subway,
park-- expressed sufficient interest in present circumstances
though flowers popped up and tokens
dropped down, deep in the turnstiles. And from
the dovecots nothing was released or killed.
No one seemed to mind, though everyone noticed.
If the alphabet died-- even the o collapsing, the l
a lance in its groin-- what of it? The question
'krispies, flakes or loops?'-- always an indicator of
attention-- took a turn for the ...

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The Daze

It was one of those mornings the earth seemed
not to have had any rest at all, her face dour
and unrefreshed, no particular place-- subway,
park-- expressed sufficient interest in present circumstances
though flowers popped up and tokens
dropped down, deep in the turnstiles. And from
the dovecots nothing was released or killed.
No one seemed to mind, though everyone noticed.
If the alphabet died-- even the o collapsing, the l

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