From Felicity -- I wake close to morning -- This morning -- The world I live in -- Whistling swans -- Storage -- For Tom Shaw S.S.J.E. (1945-2014) -- I know someone -- That little beast -- The pond -- I have just said -- The gift -- From blue horses -- After reading Lucretius, I go to the pond -- I don't want to be demure or respectable -- Stebbin's gulch -- Franz Marc's blue horses -- On meditating, sort of -- Loneliness -- Do stones feel? -- Drifting -- Blueberries -- The vulture's wings -- What gorgeous thing -- From dog songs -- The storm -- Percy (one) -- Little dog's rhapsody in the night (Percy three) -- Percy (nine) -- Benjamin, who came from who knows where -- The dog has run off again -- Bazougey -- Her grave -- The poetry teacher -- The first time Percy came back -- From a thousand mornings -- I go down to the shore -- I happened to be standing -- Three things to remember -- Lines written in the days of growing darkness -- An old story -- The instant -- Tides -- The poet compares human nature to the ocean from which we came -- Life story -- Varanasi -- From swan -- I worried -- I own a house -- Don't hesitate -- Swan -- Passing the unworked field -- How I go to the woods -- On the beach -- From evidence -- Violets -- We shake with joy -- It was early -- With thanks to the field sparrow, whose voice is so delicate and humble -- A lesson from James Wright -- Almost a conversation -- To begin with, the sweet grass -- Evidence -- Prayer -- Mysteries, yes -- At the river Clarion -- From the Truro bear and other adventures -- The other kingdoms -- The gift -- Coyote in the dark, coyotes remembered -- From red bird -- Night herons -- Mornings at Blackwater -- The orchard -- Sometimes -- invitation -- From this river, when I was a child, I used to drink -- We should be well prepared -- Meadowlark sings and I greet him in return -- Of the empire -- Red -- Night and the river -- Self-portrait -- With the blackest of Inks -- From thirst -- When I am among the trees -- When the roses speak, I pay attention -- Six recognitions of the Lord -- Gethsemane -- The poet thinks about the donkey -- Praying -- Doesn't every poet write a poem about unrequited love? -- On thy wondrous works I will meditate (Psalm 145) -- The chat -- Thirst -- From new and selected poems: volume two -- Hum -- Lead -- Oxygen -- White heron rises over Blackwater -- Honey Locust -- Song for autumn -- Fireflies -- The poet with his face in his hands -- Wild, wild -- North country -- Terns
From blue iris -- Just lying on the grass at Blackwater -- Sea leaves -- Morning at Blackwater -- How would you live then? -- How the grass and the flowers came to exist, a god-tale -- From why I wake early -- Why I wake early -- Spring at Blackwater: I go through the lessons already learned -- Mindful -- Lingering in happiness -- Daisies -- Goldenrod, late fall -- The old poets of China -- Logos -- Snow geese -- At black river -- Beans -- The arrowhead -- Where does the temple begin, where does it end? -- From long life -- Just as the calendar began to say summer -- Can you imagine? -- Softest of mornings -- Carrying the snake to the garden -- From owls and other fantasies -- The dipper -- Spring -- While I am writing a poem to celebrate summer, the meadowlark begins to sing -- Catbird -- Backyard -- From what do we know? -- Summer poem -- The loon -- Winter at Herring Cove -- Mink -- Blue iris -- You are standing at the edge of the woods -- The roses -- Stones -- One hundred white-sided dolphins on a summer day -- From the leaf and the cloud -- Flare -- From the book of time -- From west wind -- Have you tried to enter the long black branches -- Seven white butterflies -- At round pond -- Black oaks -- Am I not among the early risers -- Fox -- From the poem "West Wind" -- From white pine -- May -- Yes! No! -- In Pobiddy, Georgia -- Porcupine -- Wrens -- Mockingbirds -- I found a dead fox -- Morning glories -- August -- Toad -- I looked up -- The sea mouse -- From new and selected poems: volume one -- The sun -- Goldenrod -- When death comes -- Whelks -- Goldfinches -- Poppies -- Water snake -- White flowers -- Peonies -- The egret -- Rice -- Rain -- Picking blueberries, Austerlitz, New York, 1957 -- October -- From house of light -- Some questions you might ask -- The Buddha's last instruction -- The summer day -- Spring -- Little owl who lives in the orchard -- The kookaburras -- Roses, late summer -- White owl flies into and out of the field -- Singapore -- The hermit crab -- The kingfisher -- The swan -- Turtle -- The loon on Oak-Head pond -- Five A.M. in the pinewoods -- Some herons -- From dream work -- One or two things -- Morning poem -- Wild geese -- Shadows -- The journey -- Poem -- Two kinds of deliverance -- Black snakes -- 1945-1985: poem for the anniversary -- The sunflowers -- From American primitive -- August -- The kitten -- Moles -- Clapp's pond -- First snow -- Ghosts -- Skunk cabbage -- The snakes -- White night -- The fish -- Humpbacks -- A meeting -- The roses -- Blackberries -- Tecumseh -- In Blackwater woods
From three rivers poetry journal and "three poems for James Wright" -- At Blackwater Pond -- The rabbit -- Three poems for James Wright -- From twelve moons -- Sleeping in the forest -- Snakes in winter -- Music lessons -- Entering the kingdom -- The night traveler -- Beaver moon-the suicide of a friend -- Last days -- The black snake -- The Truro bear -- Mussels -- Snow moon-black bear gives birth -- Strawberry moon -- Pink moon-the pond -- Aunt leaf -- Farm country -- The lamps -- From the river Styx, Ohio -- Learning about the Indians -- Going to Walden -- Night flight -- From no voyage and other poems -- No voyage -- Jack -- Beyond the snow belt -- The swimming lesson -- On winter's margin -- The return -- Morning in a new land.
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