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A poet, author, and English professor retells the story of Adam and Eve in three sequences of verse that reflect his own spiritualism and describe the ancient and powerful human urge to recapture what is lost.
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River Inside the River
2014, Norton & Company, Incorporated, W. W.
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0393349950 9780393349955
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River inside the river: three lyric sequences
2013, W. W. Norton & Company
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River Inside the River: Poems
2013, Norton & Company, Incorporated, W. W.
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Table of Contents
To Speak
To See
To Write
To Name
The Parade
To Noun
To Verb
Eve
To Do
To Feel
To Long
To No/To Know
To Say
To Choose
To Smell
To Fuck
To Come
To Embrace
To Go
To Stray
To Leave
To Squint
Departure
To Weep
To Notice
To Journey
Still
To Hope
When
Close
To Love
To Understand
To Say/To Save
Sometimes
Now
To Build
The City of Poetry
It would have erased everything human
Some say Adam and Eve
Bored in grade school
I killed my younger brother
Eighteen and a volunteer
Who needs plaques
A thousand roads lead to it ... Until I heard Neruda read
Tang of salt in the walls
You're invited to visit
From the outside, these row houses
So many brought here by water
There's only one river
Love overwhelms us
It's not all spun sugar and gossamer
Consider Francois Villon
Coleridge was only a little stoned
From a distance
Not everyone in the city
In the middle of my life
Sometimes, the river
White flag
"0, thou opening 0 ... "
Some as ephemeral
Whenever its enemies besiege it ... Neglected for decades Sometimes, entering
That poem I call
I sat on the bank of a pond
The life I live
As I say aloud the opening line
River Inside the River
As an anthologist might gather
The Book said we were mortal
Knowing life grinds us
Like fireflies hovering
Each of us standing at a particular
Yearning for permanence, and who wouldn't?
Bald, high-domed Taoist sage
Most poems
"Why not a brief respite?"
Note to self: remember
Not to lead us away
Cat curled asleep
That surplus
100
No tome so obscure
Today a letter arrived
So many to choose from
I know now the beloved
Memorize those lines you love
When the coffin closed at last
Set beside the world's
Hardening the heart
Sorrow is good
First, there was shatter
That song on the jukebox
Intimacy not yet
The beloved came
Lucky poets us
Lead of the heart
He was hidden, then
Dancing to her song
The old philosopher, dying
Doesn't the world demand
If you believe Shakespeare's
Sun-drenched, late
Time is a wound that can't
River inside the river
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