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Ode To Walt Whitman

By the East River and the Bronx
boys were singing, exposing their waists
with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.
Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks
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Federico Garcà­a Lorca
A Woman Waits For Me

A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking,
Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the
right man were lacking.

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Walt Whitman
I Hear America Singing

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear;
Those of mechanics-each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong;
The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his, as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work;
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Walt Whitman
Song At Sunset

Splendor of ended day, floating and filling me!
Hour prophetic-hour resuming the past!
Inflating my throat-you, divine average!
You, Earth and Life, till the last ray gleams, I sing.
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Walt Whitman
The Waste Land

‘Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis
vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent:
Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo.'

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T. S. Eliot
Fellow Citizens

I drank musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with
the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter
one night
And his face had the shining light of an old-time Quaker,
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Carl Sandburg
Homer’s Dream

Woo-hoo Homer Simpson is thinking
designer polish makes shoes softly glow
especially a pair of Assassin cross trainers.
The day just feels better owning lots of things
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S. K. Kelen
The Information Superhighway

is a sewer pipe from America

it's staying home forever
and falling in love with a computer.
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S. K. Kelen
I’ve Known A Heaven, Like A Tent

243

I've known a Heaven, like a Tent-
To wrap its shining Yards-
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Emily Dickinson
Trust In The Unexpected

555

Trust in the Unexpected-
By this-was William Kidd
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Emily Dickinson
Volcanoes Be In Sicily

1705

Volcanoes be in Sicily
And South America
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Emily Dickinson
A Dream Of Whitman Paraphrased, Recognized And Made More Vivid By Renoir

Twenty-eight naked young women bathed by the shore
Or near the bank of a woodland lake
Twenty-eight girls and all of them comely
Worthy of Mack Sennett's camera and Florenz Ziegfield's
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Delmore Schwartz
America, America!

I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it,
the lights, the stars, and the bridges
I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic
-of the peoples' hearts, crossing it
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Delmore Schwartz
Apollo Musagete, Poetry, And The Leader Of The Muses

Nothing is given which is not taken.

Little or nothing is taken which is not freely desired,
freely, truly and fully.
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Delmore Schwartz
Now He Knows All There Is To Know. Now He Is Acquainted With The Day And Night

(Robert Frost, 1875-1963)

Whose wood this is I think I know:
He made it sacred long ago:
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Delmore Schwartz
The Ballad Of The Children Of The Czar

1

The children of the Czar
Played with a bouncing ball
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Delmore Schwartz
The Greatest Thing In North America

This is the greatest thing in North America:
Europe is the greatest thing in North America!
High in the sky, dark in the heart, and always there
Among the natural powers of sunlight and of air,
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Delmore Schwartz
Ploughing On Sunday

The white cock's tail
Tosses in the wind.
The turkey-cock's tail
Glitters in the sun.
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Wallace Stevens
The Comedian As The Letter C: 03 - Approaching Carolina

The book of moonlight is not written yet
Nor half begun, but, when it is, leave room
For Crispin, fagot in the lunar fire,
Who, in the hubbub of his pilgrimage
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Wallace Stevens
A Farewel To America

I.
Adieu, New-England's smiling meads,
Adieu, the flow'ry plain:
I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring,
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Phillis Wheatley
On Being Brought From Africa To America

'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither fought now knew,
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Phillis Wheatley
On The Death Of The Rev. Mr. George Whitefield

Hail, happy saint, on thine immortal throne,
Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown;
We hear no more the music of thy tongue,
Thy wonted auditories cease to throng.
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Phillis Wheatley
To A Lady On Her Coming To North-america With Her Son, For The Recovery Of Her Health

Indulgent muse! my grov'ling mind inspire,
And fill my bosom with celestial fire.
See from Jamaica's fervid shore she moves,
Like the fair mother of the blooming loves,
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Phillis Wheatley
To The Right Honourable William, Earl Of Dartmouth, His Majesty’s Principal Secretary Of State

Hail, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,
Fair Freedom rose New-England to adorn:
The northern clime beneath her genial ray,
Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway:
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Phillis Wheatley
The Robert Lowell Memorial Bowling Trophy

I want to bowl with Robert Lowell.
I want Cal to be my pal,
to be my buddy in Life Studies,
wearing identical team jackets
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Jack Conway
Read At The Benefit Of Clara Morris (america’s Great Emotional Actress)

The Radiant Rulers of Mystic Regions
Where souls of artists are fitted for birth
Gathered together their lovely legions
And fashioned a woman to shine on earth.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Traveled Man

Sometimes I wish the railroads all were torn out,
The ships all sunk among the coral strands.
I am so very weary, yea, so worn out,
With tales of those who visit foreign lands.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Frank Little At Calvary

I

He walked under the shadow of the Hill
Where men are fed into the fires
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Lola Ridge
The Song

That day, in the slipping of torsos and straining flanks
on the bloodied ooze of fields plowed by the iron,
And the smoke bluish near earth and bronze in the sunshine
floating like cotton-down,
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Lola Ridge
To The Others

I see you, refulgent ones,
Burning so steadily
Like big white arc lights…
There are so many of you.
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Lola Ridge
To Elsie

The pure products of America
go crazy-
mountain folk from Kentucky

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William Carlos Williams
To Mr. Blanchard, The Celebrated Aeronaut In America

Nil mortalibus ardui est
Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia
Horace

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Philip Freneau
The Raft

The whole world on a raft! A King is here,
The record of his grandeur but a smear.
Is it his deacon-beard, or old bald pate
That makes the band upon his whims to wait?
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Vachel Lindsay
My Grief On The Sea

From the Irish


My grief on the sea,
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Douglas Hyde
The Lincoln-child

Clearing in the forest,
In the wild Kentucky forest,
And the stars, wintry stars strewn above!
O Night that is the starriest
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James Oppenheim
Potomac River Mist

All the policemen, saloonkeepers and efficiency experts in Toledo
knew Bern Dailey; secretary ten years when Whitlock was mayor.
Pickpockets, yeggs, three card men, he knew them all and how they flit
from zone to zone, birds of wind and weather, singers, fighters,
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Carl Sandburg
The Streams Of Bunclody

Oh, were I at the moss-house where the birds do increase,
At the foot of Mount Leinster or some silent place
Near the streams of Bunclody where all pleasures do meet,
And all I'd require is one kiss from you, sweet.
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Anonymous
Thoughts Of Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving day is coming soon,
That long remembered day
When nature gives her blessed boon
To all America.
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Charles Frederick White
A Message To America

You have the grit and the guts, I know;
You are ready to answer blow for blow
You are virile, combative, stubborn, hard,
But your honor ends with your own back-yard;
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Alan Seeger
At The Tomb Of Napoleon Before The Elections In America—november, 1912

I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame,
Hurled over Europe once on bolt and blast,
Now glows far off as storm-clouds overpast
Glow in the sunset flushed with glorious flame.
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Alan Seeger
Ode In Memory Of The American Volunteers Fallen For France

(To have been read before the statue of
Lafayette and Washington in Paris,
on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916.)

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Alan Seeger
America

I
Where the wings of a sunny Dome expand
I saw a Banner in gladsome air-
Starry, like Berenice's Hair-
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Herman Melville
The Age Of The Antonines

While faith forecasts millennial years
Spite Europe's embattled lines,
Back to the Past one glance be cast-
The Age of the Antonines!
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Herman Melville
To America

How would you have us, as we are?
Or sinking 'neath the load we bear?
Our eyes fixed forward on a star?
Or gazing empty at despair?
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James Weldon Johnson
The United Fruit Co.

When the trumpet sounded, it was
all prepared on the earth,
the Jehovah parcelled out the earth
to Coca Cola, Inc., Anaconda,
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Pablo Neruda
Castro Alves From Brazil

Castro Alves from Brazil, for whom did you sing?
Did you sing for the flower? For the water
whose beauty whispered words to the stones?
Did you sing to the eyes, to the torn profile
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Pablo Neruda
Ode To A Naked Beauty

With chaste heart, and pure
eyes
I celebrate you, my beauty,
restraining my blood
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Pablo Neruda
Ode To Maize

America, from a grain
of maize you grew
to crown
with spacious lands
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Pablo Neruda
Song Of The Coffle Gang

This song is said to be sung by Slaves, as they are chained in gangs,
when parting from friends for the far off South-children taken from
parents, husbands from wives, and brothers from sisters.

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Anonymous Americas
Come Join The Abolitionists

Come join the Abolitionists,
Ye young men bold and strong.
And with a warm and cheerful zeal,
Come help the cause along;
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Anonymous Americas
To Mr. Blanchard, The Celebrated Aeronaut In America

Nil mortalibus ardui est
Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia
Horace

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Philip Freneau
Circular From America

Against the eagled
Hemisphere
I lean my eager
Editorial ear
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George Barker
Fresh Air

I

At the Poem Society a black-haired man stands up to say
-You make me sick with all your talk about restraint and mature talent!
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Kenneth Koch
Fear Is What Quickens Me

1

Many animals that our fathers killed in America
Had quick eyes.
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James Arlington Wright
The Ghost Of The New World

'_There are no ghosts in America._'


There are no ghosts, you say,
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Alfred Noyes
To The Saguaro Cactus Tree In The Desert Rain

I had no idea the elf owl
Crept into you in the secret
Of night.

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To The Saguaro Cactus Tree In The Desert Rain Poe
Karen

At her low quaint wheel she sits to spin,
Deftly drawing the long, light rolls
Of carded wool through her finders thin,
By the fireside at the Isles of Shoals.
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Celia Thaxter
Freedom's Plow

When a man starts out with nothing,
When a man starts out with his hands
Empty, but clean,
When a man starts to build a world,
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Langston Hughes
To The Saguaro Cactus Tree In The Desert Rain

I had no idea the elf owl
Crept into you in the secret
Of night.

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James Arlington Wright
Shine, Perishing Republic

While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening
to empire
And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out, and the
mass hardens,
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Robinson Jeffers