I said I will find what is lowlyand put the roots of my identitydown there:each day I’ll wake upand find the lowly nearby,a handy focus…
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So I Said I Am Ezra By A. R. Ammons
So I said I am Ezraand the wind whipped my throatgaming for the sounds of my voiceI listened to the windgo over my head and…
Small Song By A. R. Ammons
The reeds give way to the windand give the wind away.
Shit List; Or, Omnium-gatherum Of Diversity Into Unity By A. R. Ammons
You’ll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are:gosling shit (which J. Williams said somethingwas as green as), fish shit (the generality), trout shit,…
Rogue Elephant By A. R. Ammons
The reason to be autonomous is to stand there,a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search the moral realm and actual conditions for whatneeds to…
Rivulose By A. R. Ammons
You think the ridge hills flowing, breakingwith ups and downs will, though,building constancy into the black foreground for each sunset, hold on to you, if…
Rapids By A. R. Ammons
Fall’s leaves are redder thanspring’s flowers, have no pollen,and also sometimes fly, as the windschools them out or down in shoalsor droves: though Ihave not…
Poetics By A. R. Ammons
I look for the waythings will turnout spiralling from a center,the shapethings will take to come forth in so that the birch tree whitetouched black…
Mule Song By A. R. Ammons
Silver will lie where she liessun-out, whatever turning the world does,longeared in her ashen, earless,floating world:indifferent to sores and greengage colic,where oats need notcome to,bleached…
In Memoriam Mae Noblitt By A. R. Ammons
This is just a place:we go around, distanced,yearly in a star’s atmosphere, turningdaily into and out ofdirect light and slanting through thequadrant seasons: deepspace begins…