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The term "Back into a past made simple" has been searched for 38 times on the American Poems site since July 11th, 2005.
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1. I started Early -- Took my Dog -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 17956 times on American Poems.
I started Early -- Took my Dog --
And visited the Sea --
The Mermaids in the Basement
Came out to look at me --
And Frigates -- in the Upper Floor
Extended Hempen Hands --
Presuming Me to be a Mouse --
Aground -- upon the Sands --
But no... (Read full poem)
2. There's something quieter than sleep - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 8484 times on American Poems.
There's something quieter than sleep
Within this inner room!
It wears a sprig upon its breast --
And will not tell its name.
Some touch it, and some kiss it --
Some chafe its idle hand --
It has a simple gravity
I do not understand!
I would not... (Read full poem)
3. Final Notions - written by Adrienne Rich
Read 3442 times on American Poems.
It will not be simple, it will not take long
It will take little time, it will take all your thought
It will take all your heart, it will take all your breath
It will be short, it will not be simple
It will touch through your ribs, it will... (Read full poem)
4. i am accused of tending to the past - written by Lucille Clifton
Read 1121 times on American Poems.
i am accused of tending to the past
as if i made it,
as if i sculpted it
with my own hands. i did not.
this past was waiting for me
when i came,
a monstrous unnamed baby,
and i with my mother's itch
took it to breast
and named... (Read full poem)
5. The Simple Truth - written by Philip Levine
Read 1710 times on American Poems.
I bought a dollar and a half's worth of small red potatoes,
took them home, boiled them in their jackets
and ate them for dinner with a little butter and salt.
Then I walked through the dried fields
on the edge of town. In middle June the... (Read full poem)
6. To venerate the simple days - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2916 times on American Poems.
To venerate the simple days
Which lead the seasons by,
Needs but to remember
That from you or I,
They may take the trifle
Termed mortality!(Read full poem)
7. The Clover's simple Fame - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1287 times on American Poems.
The Clover's simple Fame
Remembered of the Cow --
Is better than enameled Realms
Of notability.
Renown perceives itself
And that degrades the Flower --
The Daisy that has looked behind
Has compromised its power --(Read full poem)
8. The Makers - written by Howard Nemerov
Read 1677 times on American Poems.
Who can remember back to the first poets,
The greatest ones, greater even than Orpheus?
No one has remembered that far back
Or now considers, among the artifacts,
And bones and cantilevered inference
The past is made of, those first and... (Read full poem)
9. Poverty And Wealth - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 1450 times on American Poems.
The stork flew over a town one day,
And back of each wing an infant lay;
One to a rich man’s home he brought,
And one he left at a labourer’s cot.
The rich man said, ‘My son shall be
A lordly ruler o’er land and sea.’
The labourer sighed,... (Read full poem)
10. Summer laid her simple Hat - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2407 times on American Poems.
Summer laid her simple Hat
On its boundless Shelf --
Unobserved -- a Ribbon slipt,
Snatch it for yourself.
Summer laid her supple Glove
In its sylvan Drawer --
Wheresoe'er, or was she --
The demand of Awe?(Read full poem)
11. What We Want - written by Linda Pastan
Read 1625 times on American Poems.
What we want
is never simple.
We move among the things
we thought we wanted:
a face, a room, an open book
and these things bear our names--
now they want us.
But what we want appears
in dreams, wearing disguises.
We fall past,
holding out our... (Read full poem)
12. Salute - written by James Schuyler
From Freely Espousing.
Published in 1969.
Read 592 times on American Poems.
Past is past, and if one
remembers what one meant
to do and never did, is
not to have thought to do
enough? Like that gather-
ing of one each I
planned, to gather one
of each kind of clover,
daisy, paintbrush that
grew in that field
the cabin stood... (Read full poem)
13. At last, to be identified! - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1904 times on American Poems.
At last, to be identified!
At last, the lamps upon thy side
The rest of Life to see!
Past Midnight! Past the Morning Star!
Past Sunrise!
Ah, What leagues there were
Between our feet, and Day!(Read full poem)
14. At Half past Three, a single Bird - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2544 times on American Poems.
At Half past Three, a single Bird
Unto a silent Sky
Propounded but a single term
Of cautious melody.
At Half past Four, Experiment
Had subjugated test
And lo, Her silver Principle
Supplanted all the rest.
At Half past Seven, Element
Nor Implement,... (Read full poem)
15. Courage - written by Anne Sexton
Read 26562 times on American Poems.
It is in the small things we see it.
The child's first step,
as awesome as an earthquake.
The first time you rode a bike,
wallowing up the sidewalk.
The first spanking when your heart
went on a journey all alone.
When they called you crybaby
or poor... (Read full poem)
16. When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side, - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2089 times on American Poems.
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
When Katie runs unwearied they follow on the road,
When Katie kneels, their loving hands still clasp her pious knee --
Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, with two so knit to thee!(Read full poem)
17. What think You I take my Pen in Hand? - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 2012 times on American Poems.
WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?
The battle-ship, perfect-model’d, majestic, that I saw pass the offing to-day under full
sail?
The splendors of the past day? Or the splendor of the night that envelopes me?
Or the vaunted... (Read full poem)
18. Dream Song 25: Henry, edged, decidedly, made up stories - written by John Berryman
From 77 Dream Songs.
Published in 1964.
Read 700 times on American Poems.
Henry, edged, decidedly, made up stories
lighting the past of Henry, of his glorious
present, and his hoaries,
all the bight heals he tamped— —Euphoria,
Mr Bones, euphoria. Fate clobber all.
—Hand me back my crawl,
condign... (Read full poem)
19. The Rhodora - written by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Read 4247 times on American Poems.
On being asked, Whence is the flower?
In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,
I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods,
Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook,
To please the desert and the sluggish brook.
The purple petals, fallen in... (Read full poem)
20. The Rhodora - written by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Read 3556 times on American Poems.
On Being Asked, Whence Is The Flower?
In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,
I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods,
Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook,
To please the desert and the sluggish brook.
The purple petals, fallen in the... (Read full poem)
21. She bore it till the simple veins - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2905 times on American Poems.
She bore it till the simple veins
Traced azure on her hand --
Til pleading, round her quiet eyes
The purple Crayons stand.
Till Daffodils had come and gone
I cannot tell the sum,
And then she ceased to bear it --
And with the Saints sat down.
No... (Read full poem)
22. To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Triumph - written by Anne Sexton
Read 6867 times on American Poems.
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on,
testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade,
and think of that first flawless moment over the lawn
of the labyrinth. Think of the difference it made!
There below are the trees, as... (Read full poem)
23. Autobiographia - written by G.E. Patterson
From Tug.
Published in 1999.
Read 655 times on American Poems.
I had everything and luck: Rings of smoke
blown for me; sunlight safe inside the leaves
of cottonwoods; pure, simple harmonies
of church music, echoes of slave songs; scraps
of candy wrappers -- airborne. Everything.
Mother and father, brother,... (Read full poem)
24. The Last Word of a Blue Bird - written by Robert Frost
From Mountain Interval.
Published in 1916.
Read 10255 times on American Poems.
As told to a child
As I went out a Crow
In a low voice said, "Oh,
I was looking for you.
How do you do?
I just came to tell you
To tell Lesley (will you?)
That her little Bluebird
Wanted me to bring word
That the north wind last... (Read full poem)
25. The Old Swimmin'-Hole - written by James Whitcomb Riley
From Complete Works.
Published in 1916.
Read 3294 times on American Poems.
OH! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep
Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep,
And the gurgle of the worter round the drift jest below
Sounded like the laugh of something we onc't ust to know
Before we could... (Read full poem)
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