William Jay Smith

(1918 / Louisiana, USA)

William Jay Smith Poems

1. A Pavane For The Nursery 10/2/2014
2. The Garden 10/2/2014
3. Dachshunds 10/2/2014
4. The Flight 10/2/2014
5. Invitation To Ground Zero 10/2/2014
6. Penguin 10/2/2014
7. The Floor And The Ceiling 10/2/2014
8. Butterfly 10/2/2014
9. Touch The Air Softly 10/2/2014
10. Mr. Smith 1/20/2003
11. Polar Bear 10/2/2014
12. The Toaster 10/2/2014
13. The World Below The Window 1/20/2003
14. American Primitive 1/20/2003
15. Seal 10/2/2014
16. Winter Morning 1/20/2003

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Winter Morning

All night the wind swept over the house
And through our dream
Swirling the snow up through the pines,
Ruffling the white, ice-capped clapboards,
Rattling the windows,
Rustling around and below our bed
So that we rode
Over wild water
In a white ship breasting the waves.
We rode through the night
On green, marbled
Water, and, half-waking, watched
The white, eroded peaks of icebergs
Sail past our windows;
Rode out the night in that north country,
And awoke, the house buried in snow,
Perched on a
Chill promontory, a
Giant's tooth
In the ...

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American Primitive

Look at him there in his stovepipe hat,
His high-top shoes, and his handsome collar;
Only my Daddy could look like that,
And I love my Daddy like he loves his Dollar.

The screen door bangs, and it sounds so funny--
There he is in a shower of gold;
His pockets are stuffed with folding money,
His lips are blue, and his hands feel cold.

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