Poems by Robert Duncan
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What I Saw
... —were like night and day, ...
from Rites of Passage
... it’s been for you, for this lowering of your horns in challenge ...
A Poem Beginning With A Line From Pindar
... o a tower that said, Listen to Me! The oracle had said, Despair! The Gods themselves abhor his power ...
Childhoods Retreat
... hiding sense and place, where from afar ...
Rites of Passage II
... And where my youth was, now the Sun in you grows hot, your day ...
Bending The Bow
... the presst-glass creamer, the pewter sugar bowl, the litter ...
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