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Born in December 23, 1926 / United States / English

Poems by Robert Bly

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Passing an Orchard by Train

... The bark of the trees rough and sexual ...

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The Buried Train

... There was smoke from the engine curling upLightly through fir tops, and the engine sounds ...

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Snowbanks North of the House

... down the hill. No one knows why he came, or why he turned away, ...

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The Cat in the Kitchen

... (For Donald Hall)Have you heard about the boy who walked by ...

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The Fat Old Couple Whirling Around

... It’s all right if the singer fails to turn up for her concert ...

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Driving West in 1970

... We followed Dylan's songs all the way west ...

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Wanting Sumptuous Heavens

... we want Comfortable earth and sumptuous Heaven ...

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The Great Society

... There are murdered kings in the light-bulbs outside movie theaters:  ...

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Seeing the Eclipse in Maine

...   We shared chocolate, and one man from Maine  ...

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Prayer for My Father

... will guide you to the Lord of Night, ...

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Living at the End of Time

... The Baptist Has been laying his hands on earth for so long ...

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Driving through Minnesota During the Hanoi Bombings

... Our own cities were the ones we wanted to bomb!  ...

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The Executive’s Death

... The sound of their wings is heard at noon, muffled, near the earth ...

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Ravens Hiding in a Shoe

... it means God has already abandoned us a thousand times ...

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Driving toward the Lac Qui Parle River

... Old men are sitting before their houses on car seats  ...