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Title First Line Original Publication Datesort descending Themes Republication Hearst Collections
1 I'm a Christian but . . . It gets pretty thick when The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 religion, satire
2 Not a Birthday but a Deathday Party The indigent days beg me The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 mortality, wishes
3 Not for Sale You thought a dollar sign imaged The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 love, money
4 On Vacation Your five days of driving The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 vacation, alienation
5 A Small Victory Cold, the snow squeaked underfoot, The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 revenge, animals
6 And Some Seed Fell You think because you own the ground The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 farming, knowledge
7 Comfort in Small Things I saw them, a glanceful, The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 birds, pleasure
8 The Supermarket's Secret Machine Today my wife sent me to the The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 shopping, uncertainty
9 Of Course It Matters My neighbor stopped by this morning The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 misfortune, money
10 To Shape Our Decisions The question is The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 choice, obligation
11 End of a Landmark Power from a copper wire The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 destruction, disappointment
12 Threat of Violence Icicles dripped in the The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 animals, violence The Good Earth 65
13 Fourth of July Early in the morning The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 patriotism, disappointment
14 Need for a Quick Step I noticed the cow in heat The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 animals, danger
15 It Might Save Us What they had in common The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 neighbors, relationships
16 The Malicious Spirit of Machines Right in our own house, The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 machines, breakdown
17 No Answer The sun rose up with a fuzzy eye, The Complete Poetry of James Hearst 2001 misfortune, morning