Robert Hass Poems
- Heroic Simile When the swordsman fell in Kurosawa's Seven ...
- Meditation At Lagunitas All the new thinking is about ...
- After The Gentle Poet Kobayash... New Year's ...
- Sonnet A man talking to his ex-wife on the phone. He has ...
- Between The Wars When I ran, it rained. Late in the ...
- Misery And Splendor Summoned by conscious recollection, ...
- Iowa City: Early April This morning a cat—bright ...
a Pulitzer Prize-winning American poet. He served as Poet Laureate of the United States from 1995 to 1997. He was awarded the 2007 National Book Award and the 2008 Pulitzer Prize for Time and Materials. more »
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When the swordsman fell in Kurosawa's Seven Samurai
in the gray rain,
in Cinemascope and the Tokugawa dynasty,
he fell straight as a pine, he fell
as Ajax fell in Homer
in chanted dactyls and the tree was so huge
the woodsman returned for two days
to that lucky place before he was done with the sawing
and on the third day he brought his uncle.
They stacked logs in the resinous air,
hacking the small limbs off,
tying those bundles separately.
The slabs near the root
were quartered and still they were awkwardly large;
the logs from midtree...