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Love is Not Earned |
A display of my skills |
Northeast |
1981 |
love, skill |
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127 |
We Ought to Burst into Bloom |
This morning my wife bought me |
America |
1981 |
spring, appreciation |
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128 |
Mr. Norris and the Civet Cat |
We four boys liked to fish |
Maine Life |
1981 |
compassion, animals |
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129 |
The Windmill |
Time I greased the windmill, |
Texas Review |
1981 |
childhood, recklessness |
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130 |
Nag, Nag, Nag All Day |
The buzzing sound in my ears |
Event: Journal of Contemporary Art |
1981 |
interruptions, work |
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131 |
Winter Morning |
I enter a winter morning |
Contact |
1981 |
isolation, winter |
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132 |
Anyone Can See |
Anyone with half wit can see |
Poetry Now |
1981 |
farming, gift |
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133 |
Responsibility of Being Young |
All I knew concerned my |
Barnwood |
1981 |
chores, death |
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134 |
Bound to Happen |
At the haybarn's peak where |
New England Review |
1981 |
aging, animals |
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135 |
The Short Run and the Long Pull |
Our fields lay side by side, |
Nebraska Review |
1981 |
farming, fertilizer |
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136 |
An Evasive Fellow |
Lust worries the |
Jump River Review |
1981 |
lust, evasiveness |
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137 |
Shy Breeder |
The heifer is in heat but |
Poetry Now |
1981 |
animals, sex |
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138 |
A Few Good Licks |
So you said I would be the |
The Davidson Miscellany |
1981 |
marriage, aging |
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139 |
A Small Matter |
The farmer knows he's no match |
Northeast |
1981 |
weather, satisfaction |
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140 |
Gift for All |
The miracles of creation |
Skylark |
1981 |
animals |
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141 |
Subscription to Salvation |
What do you know, |
Wormwood Review |
1981 |
religion, solicitation |
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142 |
How Good is Good Enough |
He must have read whatever signs |
Poetry Now |
1981 |
homelessness, distinctions |
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143 |
Survival [1] |
Lightning hit the poplar tree |
Poetry Scope |
1981 |
trees, perseverance |
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144 |
Sooner or Later |
My roots search for water |
Yankee Magazine |
1980 |
trouble, nature |
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145 |
It Might Be True |
When we kids complained about |
English Journal |
1980 |
childhood, superstition |
Planting Red Geraniums: Discovered Poems of James Hearst |
Planting Red Geraniums 39. |
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146 |
Stepchild of Nature |
Open morning's door and listen |
NRTA Journal |
1980 |
nature, alienation |
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147 |
Banish Morning Fear |
When he woke at dawn, it was his habit to think |
Modern Maturity |
1980 |
aging, mortality |
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148 |
There Are Still Some Mysteries |
My young neighbor attended an |
Poetry Now |
1980 |
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149 |
Castrating the Pigs |
It always seemed to be a rainy day |
Poetry Now |
1980 |
animals, masculinity |
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150 |
The Way the Light Shines |
The shrill singing of cicada |
Poetry Now |
1980 |
aging, friendship |
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