Overthink
A night my observations
outrun themselves
like arguments against science
or a Friday street,
crying a seditious tear.
Poems on the topic: night
Poems on the topic “night” on Poets.by.
Youth revisited
We were a hit we were pretty
only hands were handsome as we
and we were young
there at night—
easily stirred
and as green as boats.
Evening walk
I discover in the timber
a ship of my own
full of night
quiet and old
Tar man
Among the tar-men
I instruct myself
in the nature of tar:
a great batter, boiled
and simple like a fool.
The night took
a few turns in my coat.
I found the pageant strange.
Us(e)
the difference between us
is a table
every man minding
a nothing of several uses
employed to count ewes and esses
night and day
Angler
I fish till night
kindred to the scarecrow
my quiet oaths
Refresh
O the rot
where we invite
use and ease.
We part
after music in
a one-night bed.
Reaction
Raw, I answer with war:
another foot coming
for another me
in the night, my private match
like a mouth made clean
against tomorrow.
Finished
A hat to
the office here,
I end my contract,
making an abstract home of the night.
Unbroken
In several places, the sea—
like money, the copy
of a copy. But having
no mind to break, it is
the best resort of water
on a fine still night.
Missed appointment
Morning came
to the yard but not
to the doctor, night
having stayed to guard
the doctor’s lodgings:
an old, painted dresser,
a bad bed, a clock
ready to shake.
Doctored
The morning a mouth
and night the doctor
to lie with me,
ease my eyes,
heal this day.
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