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The term "Back of the Real" has been searched for 58 times on the American Poems site since November 18th, 2004.
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1. in a middle of a room - written by e.e. cummings
Read 19759 times on American Poems.
in a middle of a room
stands a suicide
sniffing a Paper rose
smiling to a self
"somewhere it is Spring and sometimes
people are in real:imagine
somewhere real flowers,but
I can't imagine real flowers for if I
could,they would somehow
not Be... (Read full poem)
2. The Real Work - written by Wendell Berry
Read 2399 times on American Poems.
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one... (Read full poem)
3. X - written by Jean Valentine
Read 527 times on American Poems.
I have decorated this banner to honor my brother.
Our parents did not want his name used publicly
-- from an unnamed child's banner in the AIDS Memorial Quilt.
The boatpond, broken off, looks back at the sky.
I remember looking at you,... (Read full poem)
4. What The Doctor Said - written by Raymond Carver
Read 10603 times on American Poems.
He said it doesn't look good
he said it looks bad in fact real bad
he said I counted thirty-two of them on one lung before
I quit counting them
I said I'm glad I wouldn't want to know
about any more being there than that
he said are you a religious... (Read full poem)
5. We Real Cool - written by Gwendolyn Brooks
Read 13386 times on American Poems.
We real cool. We
Left School. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.(Read full poem)
6. This - written by Charles Bukowski
Read 2596 times on American Poems.
self-congratulatory nonsense as the
famous gather to applaud their seeming
greatness
you
wonder where
the real ones are
what
giant cave
hides them
as
the deathly talentless
bow to
accolades
as
the fools are
fooled
again
you
wonder where
the real... (Read full poem)
7. Metonymy as an Approach to a Real World - written by William Bronk
From The World, the Worldless.
Published in 1964.
Read 1273 times on American Poems.
Whether what we sense of this world
is the what of this world only, or the what
of which of several possible worlds
--which what?--something of what we sense
may be true, may be the world, what it is, what we sense.
For the rest, a truce is... (Read full poem)
8. Plaster - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1151 times on American Poems.
“I KNEW a real man once,” says Agatha in the splendor of a shagbark hickory tree.
Did a man touch his lips to Agatha? Did a man hold her in his arms? Did a man only look at her and pass by?
Agatha, far past forty in a splendor of... (Read full poem)
9. Are You the New person, drawn toward Me? - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 6554 times on American Poems.
ARE you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with, take warning—I am surely far different from what you suppose;
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?
Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?
Do you think the... (Read full poem)
10. Slant - written by Stephen Dunn
Read 917 times on American Poems.
Yesterday, for a long while,
the early morning sunlight
in the trees was sufficient,
replaced by a hello
from a long-limbed woman
pedaling her bike,
whereupon the wind came up,
dispersing the mosquitoes.
Blessings, all.
I'd come so far, it... (Read full poem)
11. On Retirement - written by Philip Freneau
Read 9417 times on American Poems.
A HERMIT'S house beside a stream
With forests planted round,
Whatever it to you may seem
More real happiness I deem
Than if I were a monarch crowned.
A cottage I could call my own
Remote from domes of care;
A little garden, walled with... (Read full poem)
12. The Seven Of Pentacles - written by Marge Piercy
Read 1697 times on American Poems.
Under a sky the color of pea soup
she is looking at her work growing away there
actively, thickly like grapevines or pole beans
as things grow in the real world, slowly enough.
If you tend them properly, if you mulch, if you water,
if you provide... (Read full poem)
13. Talking to Grief - written by Denise Levertov
Read 2601 times on American Poems.
Ah, Grief, I should not treat you
like a homeless dog
who comes to the back door
for a crust, for a meatless bone.
I should trust you.
I should coax you
into the house and give you
your own corner,
a worn mat to lie on,
your own water... (Read full poem)
14. I think to Live -- may be a Bliss - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2125 times on American Poems.
I think to Live -- may be a Bliss
To those who dare to try --
Beyond my limit to conceive --
My lip -- to testify --
I think the Heart I former wore
Could widen -- till to me
The Other, like the little Bank
Appear -- unto the Sea --
I think the... (Read full poem)
15. O Sun of Real Peace. - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 2795 times on American Poems.
O SUN of real peace! O hastening light!
O free and extatic! O what I here, preparing, warble for!
O the sun of the world will ascend, dazzling, and take his height—and you too, O my
Ideal,
will surely ascend!
O so amazing and... (Read full poem)
16. Father Malloy - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 499 times on American Poems.
You are over there, Father Malloy,
Where holy ground is, and the cross marks every grave,
Not here with us on the hill --
Us of wavering faith, and clouded vision
And drifting hope, and unforgiven sins.
You were so human, Father Malloy,
Taking... (Read full poem)
17. The River Of Bees - written by W.S. Merwin
Read 1558 times on American Poems.
In a dream I returned to the river of bees
Five orange trees by the bridge and
Beside two mills my house
Into whose courtyard a blind man followed
The goats and stood singing
Of what was older
Soon it will be fifteen years
He was old he will have... (Read full poem)
18. A Negro Love Song - written by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Read 3172 times on American Poems.
Seen my lady home las' night,
Jump back, honey, jump back.
Hel' huh han' an' sque'z it tight,
Jump back, honey, jump back.
Hyeahd huh sigh a little sigh,
Seen a light gleam f'om huh eye,
An' a smile go flittin' by --
Jump back,... (Read full poem)
20. Allegiances - written by William Stafford
From Allegiances.
Read 753 times on American Poems.
It is time for all the heroes to go home
if they have any, time for all of us common ones
to locate ourselves by the real things
we live by.
Far to the north, or indeed in any direction,
strange mountains and creatures have always lurked-
elves,... (Read full poem)
21. In Back Of The Real - written by Allen Ginsberg
From Howl and Other Poems.
Published in 1954.
Read 7092 times on American Poems.
railroad yard in San Jose
I wandered desolate
in front of a tank factory
and sat on a bench
near the switchman's shack.
A flower lay on the hay on
the asphalt highway
--the dread hay flower
I thought--It had a
brittle... (Read full poem)
22. The Maple - written by Bob Hicok
From Cream City Review.
Read 578 times on American Poems.
The Maple
is a system of posture for wood.
A way of not falling down
for twigs that happens
to benefit birds. I don't know.
I'm staring at a tree,
at yellow leaves
threshed by wind and want you
reading this to be staring
at the same tree. I... (Read full poem)
23. Tree - written by Richard Jones
From The Blessing.
Published in 2000.
Read 739 times on American Poems.
When the sun goes down
I have my first drink
standing in the yard,
talking to my neighbor
about the alder tree
rising between our houses,
a lowly tree that prospered
from our steady inattention
and shot up quick as a weed
to tower over our... (Read full poem)
24. Ace Shaw - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 575 times on American Poems.
I never saw any difference
Between playing cards for money
And selling real estate,
Practicing law, banking, or anything else.
For everything is chance.
Nevertheless
Seest thou a man diligent in business?
He shall stand before Kings! (Read full poem)
25. Conversation Among The Ruins - written by Sylvia Plath
From The Collected Poems.
Published in 1956.
Read 2950 times on American Poems.
Through portico of my elegant house you stalk
With your wild furies, disturbing garlands of fruit
And the fabulous lutes and peacocks, rending the net
Of all decorum which holds the whirlwind back.
Now, rich order of walls is fallen; rooks... (Read full poem)
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