Poetry
The Woman in the OrdinaryThe woman in the ordinary pudgy downcast girl is crouching with eyes and muscles clenched. Round and pebble smooth she effaces herself under ripples of conversation …
1There the tree rises. Oh pure surpassing!Oh Orpheus sings! Oh great tree of sound!And all is silent, And from this silence ariseNew beginnings, intimations, changings.From the stillness animals throng, out …
Prairie SpringEvening and the flat land,Rich and sombre and always silent;The miles of fresh-plowed soil,Heavy and black, full of strength and harshness;The growing wheat, the growing weeds,The toiling horses, the …
Where did these enormous children come from, More ladylike than we have ever been? Some of ours look older than we feel. How did they appear in their long dresses …