Poems by Louis Simpson
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I Dreamed That in a City Dark as Paris
... These wars have been so great, they are forgotten ...
Lines Written Near San Francisco
... .. (Already they have nailed rough boards together) ...
There Is
... and the night of the blind man with the electric guitar ...
Walt Whitman at Bear Mountain
... . . . life which does not give the preference to any other life, of any ...
My Father in the Night Commanding No
... The Bride of Lammermoor begins to shriek&mdash ...
Things
... Things which to us in the pure state are mysterious, ...
American Poetry
... Like the shark it contains a shoe ...
from The Laurel Tree
... That bird flies over the heads of the armed men ...
Vandergast and the Girl
... You'd have to be Vandergast, looking through his eyes ...
A Story About Chicken Soup
... They want me to be poor, to sleep in a room with many others&mdash ...
On the Lawn at the Villa
... And the bodies of the machine-gun crew were draped over the balcony ...
Carentan O Carentan
... Could you have seen us through a glass ...
The Man Who Married Magdalene
... Her hands were hollow, pale, and blue, ...
To the Western World
... We crossed the sea from Palos where they came ...
White Oxen
... They enter the region of mist and darkness ...
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