Thomas McGrath Poems
- Such Simple Love All night long I hear the sleepers ...
- A Coal Fire In Winter Something old and tyrannical burning ...
- Gone Away Blues Sirs, when you are in your last ...
- Celebration for June 24 For Marian Before you, I was living ...
- The Buffalo Coat I see him moving, in his legendary fleece, ...
- Beyond the Red River The birds have flown their summer skies ...
- Anniversaries for Don and Henrie Gordon Forty-odd years ago—...
Thomas Matthew McGrath, (November 20, 1916 near Sheldon, North Dakota – September 20, 1990, Minneapolis, Minnesota) was a celebrated American poet.
McGrath grew up on a farm in Ransom County, North Dakota. He earned a B.A. from the University of North Dakota at Grand Forks. He served in the Aleutian Islands with the U.S. Army Air Forces during World War II. He was awarded a Rhodes Scholarship, at Oxford. McGrath also pursued postgraduate studies at Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge. He taught at Colby College in Maine and at Los Angeles State College, from which he was dismissed in connection with his appearance, as an unfriendly witness, before the House Committee on ... more »
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Such Simple Love
All night long I hear the sleepers toss
Between the darkened window and the wall.
The madman's whimper and the lover's voice,
The worker's whisper and the sick child's call—
Knowing them all
I'd walk a mile, maybe, hearing some cat
Crying its guts out, to throttle it by hand,
Such simple love I had. I wished I might—
Or God might—answer each call in person and
Each poor demand.
Well, I'd have been better off sleeping myself.
These fancies had some sentimental charm,
But love without direction is a cheap blanket
And even if it did no one any ...