Poetry
| Title | First Line | Theme(s) | Original Citation |
|---|---|---|---|
| Frost | "Though nothing came that could be heard" | fall, death | Poetry 36 (Summer 1930) 320. |
| Clover Swaths | "My eyes are cloudy with death." | youth, death | Poetry 40 (Aug. 1932) 249. |
| Fall Plowing | "The claim the stubble had no longer defends" | fall, death | Poetry 43 (Jan. 1934) 189. |
| Barns In November | "Along an empty road I watched the barns" | winter, harvest | Poetry 47 (Nov. 1935) 67. |
| Inquiry | "Now catch your breath and hear the softly rounded" | promise, resurrection | Poetry 47 (November 1935) 69. |
| The Grail | "The snow falls like flakes of light-" | faith, religion | Poetry 47 (Nov. 1935) 68. |
| After the Son Died | "The trees follow two sides of a square" | death, impermanence | Poetry 56 (Aug 1940) 262. |
| False Warning | "The meadow has lost its features and the grove" | wilderness, winter | Poetry (56 Aug. 1940) 261. |
| Morning Song | "I often think of night as a wave lifting me into the morning" | morning, love | Poetry 56 (Aug. 1940) 260. |
| The Same in This As Other Lands | "He bows his head against the wind" | farming, work | Poetry 56 (Aug 1940) 263. |