Collected Poems, 1917-1982This expanded volume of the distinguished poet's work contains 29 previously uncollected poems, some that had been published, and some found in manuscript after MacLeish's death in 1982. This is the definitive volume produced by a life that filled several careers as writer, teacher, and public servant, but was devoted above all to poetry. |
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Inhalt
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The HAMLET OF A MACLEISH 1928 | 111 |
EINSTEIN 1929 | 137 |
from New Found LAND 1930 | 145 |
PART THREE | 169 |
ELPENOR 1933 | 275 |
from Poems 19241933 | 281 |
from Public SPEECH 1936 | 301 |
AMERICA WAS PROMISES 1939 | 323 |
PART FOUR | 335 |
LATER POEMS 19511962 | 387 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
answered arms beneath birds blind blood body bones BOOK cold comes dark dead death door dream earth east eyes face fall fear flesh flowers gather girls gold gone grass green ground hair hands hear heard heart hills keep knew land leaves light Listen live look lost man's marched meaning mind moon morning mountains mouth move naked never night once pass poem rain remember river salt sand seen shadow shape ship shore silence sleep smell snow sound speak spring stand stars stone stood strange street surf sweet talk tell thing thought tongue touch town tree turned voice wait wake walk walls wave wind wonder
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 106 - A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit Dumb As old medallions to the thumb Silent as the sleeve-worn stone Of casement ledges where the moss has grown — A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds.
Seite 89 - Quite unexpectedly as Vasserot The armless ambidextrian was lighting A match between his great and second toe And Ralph the lion was engaged in biting The neck of Madame Sossman while the drum Pointed, and Teeny was about to cough In waltz-time swinging Jocko by the...
Seite 59 - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Seite 150 - The earthly chill of dusk and slow Upon those under lands the vast And ever-climbing shadow grow, • And strange at Ecbatan the trees Take leaf by leaf the evening, strange, The flooding dark about their knees, The mountains over Persia change, And now at Kermanshah the gate, Dark, empty, and the withered...
Seite 153 - IMMORTAL AUTUMN I speak this poem now with grave and level voice In praise of autumn of the far-horn-winding fall I praise the flower-barren fields the clouds the tall Unanswering branches where the wind makes sullen noise I praise the fall it is the human season now No more the foreign sun does meddle at our earth Enforce the green and thaw the frozen soil to birth Nor winter yet weigh all with silence the pine bough But now in autumn with the black and outcast crows Share we the spacious world...
Seite 264 - Her belly is flecked with the flickering light of the corn. She lies on her left side her flank golden: Her hair is burned black with the strong sun. The scent of her hair is of dust and of smoke on her shoulders: She has brown breasts and the mouth of no other country. WILDWEST* There were none of my blood in this battle: There were Minneconjous, Sans Arcs, Brules, Many nations of Sioux: they were few men galloping. This would have been in the long days in June: They were galloping well deployed...
Seite 179 - Pontonchan through the boil of the narrows: There they attacked us crossing the green of the maize fields: Me they struck thrice and they killed fifty And all were hurt and two taken crazy with Much pain and it blew and the dust lifted And the thirst cracked the tongues in our mouths and before us the Sea-corrupted pools where the river drifts: And we turned back and the wind drove us to Florida: There in the scooped sand in the withered bed — There by the sea they encountered us threatening war:...
Seite 164 - A shining thing in the mind and the gulls' call. America is neither a land nor a people, A word's shape it is, a wind's sweep — America is alone: many together, Many of one mouth, of one breath, Dressed as one — and none brothers among them: Only the taught speech and the aped tongue. America is alone and the gulls calling. It is a strange thing to be an American. It is strange to live on the high world in the stare Of the naked sun and the stars as our bones live. Men in the old lands housed...
Seite 59 - Adonis) were baskets or pots filled with earth in which wheat, barley, lettuces, fennel, and various kinds of flowers were sown and tended for eight days, chiefly or exclusively by women. Fostered by the sun's heat, the plants shot up rapidly, but having no root they withered as rapidly away, and at the end of eight days were carried out with the images of the dead Adonis and flung with them into the sea or into springs.
Seite 81 - If we had the choice To choose or not — ' through her thick hair, By voices, by the creak and fall Of footsteps on the upper floor, By silence waiting in the hall Between the doorbell and the door, By words, by voices, a lost way — And here above the chimney stack The unknown constellations sway And by what way shall I go back?
Verweise auf dieses Buch
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Back to Nature: The Green and the Real in the Late Renaissance Robert N. Watson Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2007 |
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Collected Poems, 1917-1982 |
| Autor/in | Archibald MacLeish |
| Ausgabe | Neuauflage |
| Verlag | Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1985 |
| ISBN | 0395395690, 9780395395691 |
| Länge | 524 Seiten |
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