Poems by Richard Hugo
Underwater Autumn
... They face so many times this brown-ribbed fall of leaves ...
Farmer, Dying
... for Hank and NancySeven thousand acres of grass have faded yellow ...
Degrees Of Gray In Philipsburg
... Someday soon, he says, I'll go to sleep and not wake up ...
Death Of The Kapowsin Tavern
... will one recount the two-mile glide of cranes ...
The Church On Comiaken Hill
... for Sydney PettitThe lines are keen against today's bad sky ...
Letter To Kizer From Seattle
... I'm o.k. now. I'm back at the primal source of poems: wind, sea ...
The River Now
... the cattails still lean north, familiar grebes pop up, ...
