Night world
a long night in the world
water playing on water
land and higher land
half canvas
half dark prayer
Poems on the topic: land
Poems on the topic “land” on Poets.by.
Free trade
the world is too little for us
for our merchants and tenants
our lands and all our loves
wrapped up in paper
I would not open it to see
what gold could do
a loss I could hardly bear
but for infinite comfort
Commute
the road places us in a bedlam
of oath and whistle
arguing bodies
and the several ways to ride
to home and to office
and the land
in back of us
Stranded
with my heart of a captain
pain is freight I have set down
at noon to the wood
a tract of masts
and the hard land like a merchant
without any receipt
In the wee hours
a dull light
far out on the land
the fine fur of my fear
of being nothing
Playing for keeps
working a kite
the burden of power in my hand
almost out but easily
brought to again
her body like a peak invites me
to teem rather than fall
news came last night
of a fever for land
a mad thing
the business of selling places
stones to keep for rarity
in the mouth
Cruise ship
on a river in Norway
well lit
the land looking back
Bit parts
feet know how
to love the land
hands having a way to be rich
turn to design
I discover a cod’s head
in my manuscript
Slumming it
at this end of town
we talk highly
of hope
thousands out of land
have gone into the country
of want
as we increase
and get money which sweetens
all things
Spillage
from my house
overflow of talk
the land at night
Rising sea level
The land is charging the sea
interest for the growing debt,
this diminution—
oysters in the office
the sea terms a bed.
Geomancy
I speak with the land,
which seems to be wise
and say little, though things change—
ore to money, money to profit,
the afternoon to paper.
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