1 |
After the Son Died |
The trees follow two sides of a square |
Poetry |
1940 |
death, impermanence |
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The Sun at Noon 29, Snake in the Strawberries 19. |
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2 |
Barns In November |
Along an empty road I watched the barns |
Poetry |
1935 |
winter, harvest |
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Country Men (1937) xxiv, (1938) 46, (1943) 54, Man and His Field 31, Snake in the Strawberries 8. |
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3 |
Behind the Stove |
It takes more than wind and sleet to |
Poetry |
1965 |
affair, desire |
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A Single Focus 48, Landmark and Other Poems 11. |
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4 |
Burn the Cocoons |
The sun waits in the sky for me |
Poetry |
1944 |
farming, planting |
Heartland: Poets of the Midwest 81. |
Man and His Field 47, Landmark and Other Poems 41. |
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5 |
Clover Swaths |
My eyes are cloudy with death. |
Poetry |
1932 |
youth, death |
College Eye, Iowa State Teachers College 12 July (1935) 2, Contemporary Iowa Poets Muscatine: The Prairie Press (1935) 2, Heartland: Poets of the Midwest 79, Late Harvest 71. |
Country Men (1937) xvi, (1938) 37, (1943) 44, Man and His Field 70, Snake in the Strawberries 15. |
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6 |
Fall Plowing |
The claim the stubble had no longer defends |
Poetry |
1934 |
fall, death |
College Eye, Iowa State Teachers College 12 July (1935) 2 col. 3, Contemporary Iowa Poets Muscatine: The Prairie Press (1935) 27, Late Harvest 73. |
Country Men (1937) xiv, (1938) 36, (1943) 43, Man and His Field 30, Snake in the Strawberries 13. |
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7 |
False Warning |
The meadow has lost its features and the grove |
Poetry |
1940 |
wilderness, winter |
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A Single Focus 21. |
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8 |
The Fence Row |
A ripple of ground still show the line where |
Poetry |
1942 |
division, memory |
Mid-Country. Ed. Lowry C. Wimberly. Lincoln: University of Nebraska Press (1945) 467. |
The Sun at Noon 38, Man and His Field 50, Snake in the Strawberries 20. |
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9 |
Forsythia |
You said, take a few dry |
Poetry |
1965 |
flowers, surprise |
North American Review (1974) 31, The Iowan (Spring 1979) 20. |
A Single Focus 13, Snake in the Strawberries 36, The Good Earth 61. |
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10 |
Frost |
Though nothing came that could be heard |
Poetry |
1930 |
fall, death |
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Country Men (1937) iv, (1938) 20, (1943) 30, Man and His Field 43, Landmark and Other Poems 32. |
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11 |
The Grail |
The snow falls like flakes of light- |
Poetry |
1935 |
faith, religion |
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Country Men (1937) x, (1938) 30, (1943) 39, Man and His Field 42, Landmark and Other Poems 58. |
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12 |
Hard Way to Learn |
A trickle of water from |
Poetry |
1979 |
farming, knowledge |
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13 |
Hen Pheasant |
Dusk fills the grove and seeps |
Poetry |
1965 |
farming, birds |
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A Single Focus 23. |
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14 |
Inquiry |
Now catch your breath and hear the softly rounded |
Poetry |
1935 |
promise, resurrection |
America Is West Ed. John T. Flanagan. Minneapolis: Univ. of Minnesota (1945) 309. |
Country Men (1937) ix, (1938) 28, (1943) 38, Landmark and Other Poems 45. |
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15 |
Landmark |
The road wound back among the hills of mind |
Poetry |
1962 |
memory, impermanence |
Heartland: Poets of the Midwest. 77, Interpreting Literature. 4th ed. K.L. Knickerbocker and H.W. Reninger, eds. New York: Holt, Rinehart and Winston. 1969. 364, The Iowan (Spring 1979) 17. |
Limited View 6, Landmark and Other Poems 7. |
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16 |
Limited View |
The clutter and ruck of the stubble publish the time |
Poetry |
1962 |
farming, work |
"Tales of the Prairies" The Rotarian (Apr. 1963) 70, Heartland: Poets of the Midwest. 76, North American Review (1974), 27. |
Limited View 1, Snake in the Strawberries 32. |
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17 |
Morning Song |
I often think of night as a wave lifting me into the morning |
Poetry |
1940 |
morning, love |
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Man and His Field 54, Landmark and Other Poems 25. |
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18 |
No Nightingales, No Nymphs |
The imperatives of spring |
Poetry |
1979 |
spring, work |
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19 |
The Oracle |
The oracle whose customer I am |
Poetry |
1951 |
uncertainty, foretelling |
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Snake in the Strawberries 23. |
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20 |
The Same in This As Other Lands |
He bows his head against the wind |
Poetry |
1940 |
farming, work |
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The Sun at Noon 31, Man and His Field 23, Landmark and Other Poems 58. |
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21 |
The Sun at Noon |
No country leads so softly to nowhere |
Poetry |
1940 |
mortality, appreciation |
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The Sun at Noon 9, Man and His Field 20. |
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