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The term "baby deaths" has been searched for 188 times on the American Poems site since November 6th, 2004.
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1. Baby Vamps - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 2847 times on American Poems.
BABY vamps, is it harder work than it used to be?
Are the new soda parlors worse than the old time saloons?
Baby vamps, do you have jobs in the day time or is this all you do? do you come out only at night?
In the winter at the skating rinks, in... (Read full poem)
2. The Pattern - written by Russell Edson
Read 1366 times on American Poems.
A women had given birth to an old man.
He cried to have again been caught in the pattern.
Oh well, he sighed as he took her breast to his mouth.
The woman is happy to have her baby, even if it is old.
Probably it got mislaid in the baby... (Read full poem)
3. Humdrum - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 1707 times on American Poems.
IF I had a million lives to live
and a million deaths to die
in a million humdrum worlds,
I’d like to change my name
and have a new house number to go by
each and every time I died
and started life all over again.
I... (Read full poem)
4. The Crying Room - written by Lee Upton
Read 540 times on American Poems.
The church had a crying room—
up at the opposite side of the altar.
Good for the baby.
It was glass on all sides like a tank.
A microphone brought in the priest’s voice.
From the crying room we could see
how things happened backstage:
someone... (Read full poem)
5. August 15 - written by David Lehman
Read 975 times on American Poems.
My new Web site is dropdead.com
It's interactive you get to choose how
you'll die, where, and at what age
and it'll still come as a complete
surprise to you I guarantee
but let's not get morbid it's a game
it's more fun than bullshit.com and a lot... (Read full poem)
6. Assurances. - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 3969 times on American Poems.
I NEED no assurances—I am a man who is preoccupied, of his own Soul;
I do not doubt that from under the feet, and beside the hands and face I am cognizant of,
are
now looking faces I am not cognizant of—calm and actual faces;
I do... (Read full poem)
7. Little Brown Baby - written by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Read 2621 times on American Poems.
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes,
Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee.
What you been doin', suh -- makin' san' pies?
Look at dat bib -- you's es du'ty ez me.
Look at dat mouf -- dat's merlasses, I bet;
Come hyeah, Maria, an'... (Read full poem)
8. The Hangman at Home - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 3171 times on American Poems.
WHAT does the hangman think about
When he goes home at night from work?
When he sits down with his wife and
Children for a cup of coffee and a
Plate of ham and eggs, do they ask
Him if it was a good day’s work
And everything went well or do... (Read full poem)
9. Hey Baby - written by Maggie Estep
Read 2262 times on American Poems.
Liner Notes - (from No More Mister Nice Girl)
I was having a foul day. Some
geezer harrassed me on the street and I got completely bent out of shape,
but the guy was huge so I just stuffed my retort. Went home to drink
coffee. No milk. I... (Read full poem)
10. The Mirror - written by Robert Creeley
Read 2395 times on American Poems.
Seeing is believing.
Whatever was thought or said,
these persistent, inexorable deaths
make faith as such absent,
our humanness a question,
a disgust for what we are.
Whatever the hope,
here it is lost.
Because we coveted our difference,
here is... (Read full poem)
11. Father Death Blues (Don't Grow Old, Part V) - written by Allen Ginsberg
Published in 1976.
Read 8162 times on American Poems.
Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
Hey poor man, you're all alone
Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going
Father Death, Don't cry any more
Mama's there, underneath the floor
Brother Death, please mind the store
Old Aunty Death Don't hide your... (Read full poem)
12. Baby Face - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 3208 times on American Poems.
WHITE MOON comes in on a baby face.
The shafts across her bed are flimmering.
Out on the land White Moon shines,
Shines and glimmers against gnarled shadows,
All silver to slow twisted shadows
Falling across the long road that runs from the... (Read full poem)
13. Gliding Over All. - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 2121 times on American Poems.
GLIDING o’er all, through all,
Through Nature, Time, and Space,
As a ship on the waters advancing,
The voyage of the soul—not life alone,
Death, many deaths I’ll sing. 5(Read full poem)
14. Dream Song 131: Come touch me baby in his waking dream - written by John Berryman
From His Toy, His Dream, His Rest.
Published in 1968.
Read 977 times on American Poems.
Come touch me baby in his waking dream
disordered Henry murmured. I'll read you Hegel
and that will hurt your mind
I can't remember when you were unkind
but I will clear that block, I'll set you on fire
along with our babies
to save them... (Read full poem)
15. Joy - written by Carl Sandburg
From Chicago Poems.
Published in 1916.
Read 4530 times on American Poems.
Let a joy keep you.
Reach out your hands
And take it when it runs by,
As the Apache dancer
Clutches his woman.
I have seen them
Live long and laugh loud,
Sent on singing, singing,
Smashed to the heart
Under the ribs
With a terrible... (Read full poem)
16. The Forsaken - written by Amy Lowell
From Sword Blades & Poppy Seed.
Read 2636 times on American Poems.
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear
me! I am very weary. I have come
from a village miles away, all day I have been coming, and I ache
for such
far roaming. I cannot walk as light as I used, and my
thoughts grow confused.
I am... (Read full poem)
17. (End) of Summer (1966) - written by Bill Knott
Read 1285 times on American Poems.
I'm tired of murdering children.
Once, long ago today, they wanted to live;
now I feel Vietnam the place
where rigor mortis is beginning to set-in upon me.
I force silence down the throats of mutes,
down the throats of mating-cries of animals who... (Read full poem)
18. A Baby In The House - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 2615 times on American Poems.
I knew that a baby was hid in that house,
Though I saw no cradle and heard no cry;
But the husband was tip-toeing 'round like a mouse,
And the good wife was humming a soft lullaby;
And there was a look on the face of the mother,
That I knew... (Read full poem)
19. Life Is Fine - written by Langston Hughes
Read 121583 times on American Poems.
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.
I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.
But it was... (Read full poem)
20. An Electric Sign Goes Dark - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1432 times on American Poems.
POLAND, France, Judea ran in her veins,
Singing to Paris for bread, singing to Gotham in a fizz at the pop of a bottle’s cork.
“Won’t you come and play wiz me” she sang … and “I just can’t make my eyes... (Read full poem)
21. Come On In, The Senility Is Fine - written by Ogden Nash
Read 4489 times on American Poems.
People live forever in Jacksonville and St. Petersburg and Tampa,
But you don't have to live forever to become a grampa.
The entrance requirements for grampahood are comparatively mild,
You only have to live until your child has a child.
From that... (Read full poem)
22. Dearth Demise - written by Bill Knott
Read 455 times on American Poems.
Satiety help me I have inhabit
of this world. Extant upon its designs
to be more aimlessly fluttering at
the window, to shadow all the patterns
it offers each sun. In frames far as eye
I draw my words towards a juggler's shards
as if our... (Read full poem)
23. Blue Island Intersection - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 2019 times on American Poems.
SIX street ends come together here.
They feed people and wagons into the center.
In and out all day horses with thoughts of nose-bags,
Men with shovels, women with baskets and baby buggies.
Six ends of streets and no sleep for them all day.
The... (Read full poem)
24. Well, I Have Lost You - written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
From Collected Poems, Harper & Row.
Published in 1931.
Read 8736 times on American Poems.
Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly;
In my own way, and with my full consent.
Say what you will, kings in a tumbrel rarely
Went to their deaths more proud than this one went.
Some nights of apprehension and hot weeping
I will confess; but... (Read full poem)
25. Cut While Shaving - written by Charles Bukowski
From The Last Night of the Earth Poems.
Published in 1992.
Read 1889 times on American Poems.
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are
written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are
taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we
die, all the lives we live,
they... (Read full poem)
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