death

Title First Line Theme(s)
The Painter "Our local painter always seemed afraid" death
prudence
Frost "Though nothing came that could be heard" fall
death
Clover Swaths "My eyes are cloudy with death." youth
death
Fall Plowing "The claim the stubble had no longer defends" fall
death
Dead Crows "Early in the morning two crow abandoned wing" death
aging
When a Neighbor Dies "Safe from loneliness, safe from storm," death
nature
Winter Field "Whether or not the man who turned" death
winter
March Mourning "The late snow is a fungus" snow
death
After the Son Died "The trees follow two sides of a square" death
impermanence
The Old Dog "The old dog waits patiently for death" death