Robert Penn Warren
Robert Penn Warren Poems
- Evening Hawk From plane of light to plane, wings dipping ...
- Mortal Limit I saw the hawk ride updraft in the sunset over ...
- A Way To Love God Here is the shadow of truth, for only the ...
- True Love In silence the heart raves.It utters ...
- Tell Me A Story Long ago, in Kentucky, I, a boy, stood By a ...
- San Francisco Night Windows So hangs the hour like fruit ...
- Dead Horse In Field In the last, far field, half-buried In ...
Robert Penn Warren was an American poet, novelist, and literary critic and was one of the founders of New Criticism. He was also a charter member of the Fellowship of Southern Writers. He founded the influential literary journal The Southern Review with Cleanth Brooks in 1935. He received the 1947 Pulitzer Prize for the Novel for his novel All the King's Men (1946) and the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1958 and 1979. He is the only person to have won Pulitzer Prizes for both fiction and poetry. more »
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''Storytelling and copulation are the two chief forms of amusement in the South. They're inexpensive and easy to procure.''Robert Penn Warren (b. 1905), U.S. poet, novelist. quoted in Newsweek (New York, Aug. 25, 1980).
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From plane of light to plane, wings dipping through
Geometries and orchids that the sunset builds,
Out of the peak's black angularity of shadow, riding
The last tumultuous avalanche of
Light above pines and the guttural gorge,
The hawk comes.
Scythes down another day, his motion
Is that of the honed steel-edge, we hear
The crashless fall of stalks of Time.
The head of each stalk is heavy with the gold of our error.
Look!Look!he is climbing the last light
Who knows neither Time nor error, and under
Whose eye, unforgiving, the world, ...