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The term "Back tothe river, or a strange new road" has been searched for 30 times on the American Poems site since September 26th, 2005.
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1. The Road That Runs Beside The River - written by Thomas Lux
From The Streets of Clocks.
Published in 2001.
Read 835 times on American Poems.
follows the river as it bends
along the valley floor,
going the way it must.
Where water goes, so goes the road,
if there's room (not in a ravine,
gorge), the river
on your right or left. Left is better: when you're driving,
it's over your elbow... (Read full poem)
2. Traveling Through The Dark - written by William Stafford
Read 12160 times on American Poems.
Traveling through the dark I found a deer
dead on the edge of the Wilson River road.
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:
that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead.
By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car
and... (Read full poem)
3. Leudeman's-on-the-River - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 320 times on American Poems.
Toward even when the day leans down,
To kiss the upturned face of night,
Out just beyond the loud-voiced town
I know a spot of calm delight.
Like crimson arrows from a quiver
The red rays pierce the water flowing,
While we go dreaming,... (Read full poem)
5. River Moons - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1991 times on American Poems.
THE DOUBLE moon, one on the high back drop of the west, one on the curve of the river face,
The sky moon of fire and the river moon of water, I am taking these home in a basket, hung on an elbow, such a teeny weeny elbow, in my head.
I saw them last... (Read full poem)
6. The Road - written by Russell Edson
Read 1328 times on American Poems.
There was a road that leads him to go to find a certain
time where he sits.
Smokes quietly in the evening by the four legged table
wagging its (well why not) tail, friendly chap.
Hears footsteps, looks to find his own feet gone.
The road... (Read full poem)
7. September 1961 - written by Denise Levertov
Read 769 times on American Poems.
This is the year the old ones,
the old great ones
leave us alone on the road.
The road leads to the sea.
We have the words in our pockets,
obscure directions. The old ones
have taken away the light of their presence,
we see it moving away... (Read full poem)
8. The Klondike - written by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Read 432 times on American Poems.
Never mind the day we left, or the day the women clung to us;
All we need now is the last way they looked at us.
Never mind the twelve men there amid the cheering—
Twelve men or one man, ’t will soon be all the same;
For this is what we... (Read full poem)
9. Poem in praise of menstruation - written by Lucille Clifton
Read 2107 times on American Poems.
if there is a river
more beautiful than this
bright as the blood
red edge of the moon if
there is a river
more faithful than this
returning each month
to the same delta if there
is a river
braver than this
coming and coming in a... (Read full poem)
10. Joliet - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 1292 times on American Poems.
ON the one hand the steel works.
On the other hand the penitentiary.
Sante Fé trains and Alton trains
Between smokestacks on the west
And gray walls on the east.
And Lockport down the river.
Part of the valley is God’s.
And part is... (Read full poem)
11. Hands - written by Russell Edson
Read 2084 times on American Poems.
There was a road that leads him to go to find
a certain time where he sits.
Smokes quietly in the evening by the four legged
table wagging its (well why not) tail, friendly
chap.
Hears footsteps, looks to find his own feet gone.
The road... (Read full poem)
12. The Road to Paradise is plain, - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1924 times on American Poems.
The Road to Paradise is plain,
And holds scarce one.
Not that it is not firm
But we presume
A Dimpled Road
Is more preferred.
The Belles of Paradise are few --
Not me -- nor you --
But unsuspected things --
Mines have no Wings.(Read full poem)
13. Mrs. Williams - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 620 times on American Poems.
I was the milliner
Talked about, lied about,
Mother of Dora,
Whose strange disappearance
Was charged to her rearing.
My eye quick to beauty
Saw much beside ribbons
And buckles and feathers
And leghorns and felts,
To set off sweet... (Read full poem)
14. Dalliance of the Eagles, The. - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 2682 times on American Poems.
SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,... (Read full poem)
15. The River Of Rivers In Connecticut - written by Wallace Stevens
Read 1146 times on American Poems.
There is a great river this side of Stygia
Before one comes to the first black cataracts
And trees that lack the intelligence of trees.
In that river, far this side of Stygia,
The mere flowing of the water is a gayety,
Flashing and flashing in the... (Read full poem)
16. To G. M. W. And G. F. W. - written by Ellis Parker Butler
From On the Tibur Road.
Published in 1912.
Read 203 times on American Poems.
Whenas—(I love that “whenas” word—
It shows I am a poet, too,)
Q. Horace Flaccus gaily stirred
The welkin with his tra-la-loo,
He little thought one donkey’s back
Would carry thus a double load—
Father and son upon one jack,... (Read full poem)
17. Ask Me - written by William Stafford
Read 6470 times on American Poems.
Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate... (Read full poem)
18. My River runs to thee - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 4541 times on American Poems.
My River runs to thee --
Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me?
My River wait reply --
Oh Sea -- look graciously --
I'll fetch thee Brooks
From spotted nooks --
Say -- Sea -- Take Me!(Read full poem)
19. I Shall Come Back - written by Dorothy Parker
From Enough Rope.
Published in 1926.
Read 4082 times on American Poems.
I shall come back without fanfaronade
Of wailing wind and graveyard panoply;
But, trembling, slip from cool Eternity-
A mild and most bewildered little shade.
I shall not make sepulchral midnight raid,
But softly come where I had longed to be
In... (Read full poem)
20. The Surface - written by Jorie Graham
From Materialism.
Published in 1996.
Read 1343 times on American Poems.
It has a hole in it. Not only where I
concentrate.
The river still ribboning, twisting up,
into its re-... (Read full poem)
21. Brown’s Descent - written by Robert Frost
From Mountain Interval.
Published in 1916.
Read 4207 times on American Poems.
Brown lived at such a lofty farm
That everyone for miles could see
His lantern when he did his chores
In winter after half-past three.
And many must have seen him make
His wild descent from there one night,
’Cross lots, ’cross walls,... (Read full poem)
22. Potomac River Mist - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1434 times on American Poems.
ALL the policemen, saloonkeepers and efficiency experts in Toledo knew Bern Dailey; secretary ten years when Whitlock was mayor.
Pickpockets, yeggs, three card men, he knew them all and how they flit from zone to zone, birds of wind and weather,... (Read full poem)
23. 'Twas the old -- road -- through pain - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1749 times on American Poems.
'Twas the old -- road -- through pain --
That unfrequented -- one --
With many a turn -- and thorn --
That stops -- at Heaven --
This -- was the Town -- she passed --
There -- where she -- rested -- last --
Then -- stepped more fast --
The little... (Read full poem)
24. A little Road -- not made of Man -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1554 times on American Poems.
A little Road -- not made of Man --
Enabled of the Eye --
Accessible to Thill of Bee --
Or Cart of Butterfly --
If Town it have -- beyond itself --
'Tis that -- I cannot say --
I only know -- no Curricle that rumble there
Bear Me --(Read full poem)
25. Omaha - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1563 times on American Poems.
RED barns and red heifers spot the green
grass circles around Omaha—the farmers
haul tanks of cream and wagon loads of cheese.
Shale hogbacks across the river at Council
Bluffs—and shanties hang by an eyelash to
the hill slants back... (Read full poem)
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