You make me think of many men
Once met, to be forgot again
Or merely resurrected
In a parenthesis of wit
That found them hastening through it
Too brisk to be inspected.

(C) Marianne Moore
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Marianne Moore

• To A Snail
• A Talisman
• An Octopus
• Rosemary
• Poetry
• Marriage
• Nine Nectarines And Other Porcelain
• Roses Only
• The Paper Nautilus
• He "digesteth Harde Yron"
• His Shield
• No Swan So Fine
• Nevertheless
• To An Intra-mural Rat
• To A Steam Roller
• The Pangolin
• The Past Is The Present
• The Fish
• Silence
• He Made This Screen
• Peter