Randall Jarrell Great Poems

  • 1.
    Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon.
    Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo--
    Listens, listens. All the long, soft, summer day
    Dreams affright his couch, the deep boils like a pot.
    ...
  • 2.
    At home, in my flannel gown, like a bear to its floe,
    I clambered to bed; up the globe's impossible sides
    I sailed all night—till at last, with my black beard,
    My furs and my dogs, I stood at the northern pole.
    ...
  • 3.
    (Rainer Maria Rilke)

    He went up under the gray leaves
    All gray and lost in the olive lands
    ...
  • 4.
    The saris go by me from the embassies.

    Cloth from the moon. Cloth from another planet.
    They look back at the leopard like the leopard.
    ...
  • 5.
    I. Children's Arms

    On my way home I pass a cameraman
    On a platform on the bumper of a car
    ...
  • 6.
    It sat between my husband and my children.
    A place was set for itâ??a plate of greens.
    It had been there: I had seen it
    But not somehowâ??but this was like a dreamâ??
    ...
  • 7.
    With beasts and gods, above, the wall is bright.
    The child's head, bent to the book-colored shelves,
    Is slow and sidelong and food-gathering,
    Moving in blind grace ... yet from the mural, Care
    ...
  • 8.
    At the back of the houses there is the wood.
    While there is a leaf of summer left, the wood

    Makes sounds I can put somewhere in my song,
    ...
Total 8 Great Poems by Randall Jarrell

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