324 Poetry for Students
These open years, the river (For Jennifer, 6, on the Teton)
V17:86
They eat beans mostly, this old yellow pair (The Bean
Eaters) V2:16
they were just meant as covers (My Mother Pieced Quilts)
V12:169
They said, “Wait.” Well, I waited. (Alabama Centennial)
V10:2
This girlchild was: born as usual (Barbie Doll) V9:33
This is a litany of lost things, (The Litany) V24:101–102
This is my letter to the World (This Is My Letter to the
World) V4:233
This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, (The Arsenal at
Springfield) V17:2
This is the black sea-brute bulling through wave-wrack
(Leviathan) V5:203
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, (The
Chambered Nautilus) V24:52–53
This poem is concerned with language on a very plain
level (Paradoxes and Oxymorons) V11:162
This tale is true, and mine. It tells (The Seafarer) V8:177
Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness (Ode on a Grecian
Urn) V1:179
Three times my life has opened. (Three Times My Life
Has Opened) V16:213
Time in school drags along with so much worry,
(Childhood) V19:29
to fold the clothes. No matter who lives (I Stop Writimg
the Poem) V16:58
To weep unbidden, to wake (Practice) V23:240
Tonight I can write the saddest lines (Tonight I Can
Write) V11:187
Toni Morrison despises (The Toni Morrison Dreams)
V22:202–203
tonite, thrillerwas (Beware: Do Not Read This Poem) V6:3
Turning and turning in the widening gyre (The Second
Coming) V7:179
‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves (Jabberwocky) V11:91
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood (The Road Not
Taken) V2:195
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright (The Tyger) V2:263W
wade (The Fish) V14:171
Wanting to say things, (My Father’s Song) V16:102
We are saying goodbye (Station) V21:226–227
We could be here. This is the valley (Small Town with
One Road) V7:207
We met the British in the dead of winter (Meeting the
British) V7:138
We real cool. We (We Real Cool) V6:242
Well, son, I’ll tell you (Mother to Son) V3:178
What dire offense from amorous causes springs, (The
Rape of the Lock) V12:202
What happens to a dream deferred? (Harlem) V1:63
What of the neighborhood homes awash (The Continuous
Life) V18:51
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for
I walked down the sidestreets under the trees
with a headache self-conscious looking at the
full moon (A Supermarket in California)
V5:261Whatever it is, it must have (American Poetry) V7:2
When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs,
he forgot the copperheads, and the assassin...
in the dust, in the cool tombs (Cool Tombs)
V6:45
When I consider how my light is spent ([On His
Blindness] Sonnet 16) V3:262
When I have fears that I may cease to be (When I Have
Fears that I May Cease to Be) V2:295
When I heard the learn’d astronomer, (When I Heard the
Learn’d Astronomer) V22:244
When I see a couple of kids (High Windows) V3:108
When I see birches bend to left and right (Birches)
V13:14
When I was born, you waited (Having it Out with
Melancholy) V17:98
When I was one-and-twenty (When I Was One-and-
Twenty) V4:268
When I watch you (Miss Rosie) V1:133
When, in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes (Sonnet
29) V8:198
When the mountains of Puerto Rico (We Live by What
We See at Night) V13:240
When the world was created wasn’t it like this?
(Anniversary) V15:2
When they said CarrickfergusI could hear (The Singer’s
House) V17:205
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold
(The City Limits) V19:78
Whenever Richard Cory went down town (Richard Cory)
V4:116
While I was gone a war began. (While I Was Gone a War
Began) V21:253–254
While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
(The River-Merchant’s Wife: A Letter) V8:164
While the long grain is softening (Early in the Morning)
V17:75
While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity,
heavily thickening to empire (Shine, Perishing
Republic) V4:161
While you are preparing for sleep, brushing your teeth,
(The Afterlife) V18:39
Who has ever stopped to think of the divinity of Lamont
Cranston? (In Memory of Radio) V9:144
Whose woods these are I think I know (Stopping by
Woods on a Snowy Evening) V1:272
Why should I let the toad work(Toads) V4:244Y
You are small and intense (To a Child Running With
Out-stretched Arms in Canyon de Chelly)
V11:173
You do not have to be good. (Wild Geese) V15:207
You should lie down now and remember the forest, (The
Forest) V22:36–37
You stood thigh-deep in water and green light glanced
(Lake) V23:158
You were never told, Mother, how old Illya was drunk
(The Czar’s Last Christmas Letter) V12:44These open years, the river