Born Harold Rosen to an unmarried Lithuanian Jewish immigrant in Brooklyn. In the early 1950s, he came up with the new last name, Norse, by rearranging the letters in Rosen
He received his B.A. from Brooklyn College in 1938, where he edited the literary magazine. Norse met Chester Kallman in 1938, and then became a part of W. H. Auden's "inner circle" when Auden moved to the ... more »
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Harold Norse Poems
I Am Not A Man
I am not a man. I can’t earn a living, buy new things for my family. I have acne and a small peter. I am not a man. I don’t like football, boxing and cars. I like to express my feelings. I even like to put my arm around my friend’s shoulder.
we dig up ancient shards clicking cameras among the dying cypresses choked by Athenian smog.
Island of Giglio
we sailed into the harbor all the church bells rang the main street on the crescent shore hung iridescent silks from windows
At the Cafe Trieste
The music of ancient Greece and Rome did not come down to us but this morning I read Virgil’s Eclogues
let the age hang itself! we've had four marvelous days together no news reports only music & no serious discussions
The Business of Poetry
The business of poetry is the image of a young man
Classic Frieze in a Garage
I was walking thru the city past umber embassies & pine-lined palaces fat palms beside balconies
To Mohammed on Our Journeys
I was the tourist el simpático and your brother offered you and almost himself
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I Am Not A Man
I am not a man. I can’t earn a living, buy new things for my family. I have acne and a small peter.
I am not a man. I don’t like football, boxing and cars. I like to express my feelings. I even like to put my arm around my friend’s shoulder.
I am not a man. I won’t play the role assigned to me – the role created by Madison Avenue, Playboy, Hollywood and Oliver Cromwell. Television does not dictate my behavior.
I am not a man. Once when I shot a squirrel I swore that I would never kill again. I gave up meat. The sight of blood makes me sick. I like flowers.
I am not...