Deliberate
So by sixteen we move in packs
learn to strut and slide
in deliberate lowdown rhythm . . .
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The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee
I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water . . .
The Destruction of Sennacherib
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
. . .
Difference
My mind’s a map. A mad sea-captain drew it
Under a flowing moon until he knew it;
Winds with brass trumpets, puffy-cheeked as jugs, . . .
Dirge in Woods
A wind sways the pines,
And below
Not a breath of wild air; . . .
Dirge Without Music
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned . . .
Discrimination
I don’t mind the human race.
I’ve got pretty used to them
In these past twenty-five years. . . .
Disenchantment Bay
Touch and go. Our Cessna bumped the sand,
thumped its tundra tires,
lifted as if on wires, . . .
Do Not!
Do not despair of man, and do not scold him,
Who are you that you should so lightly hold him?
Are you not also a man, and in your heart . . .
Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. . . .
