Philip Levine

(January 10, 1928 / Detroit, Michigan)

Philip Levine Poems

1. Breakfasts With Joachim 6/25/2014
2. You Can Have It 12/31/2013
3. What Work Is 12/31/2013
4. And The Trains Go On 12/26/2014
5. On 52nd Street 1/10/2012
6. Gospel 1/10/2012
7. The Two 1/10/2012
8. Unholy Saturday 4/7/2011
9. During The War 1/10/2012
10. Our Valley 1/10/2012
11. Drum 1/10/2012
12. Blasting From Heaven 1/10/2012
13. Detroit, Tomorrow 1/10/2012
14. Baby Villon 1/10/2012
15. Sierra Kid 1/13/2003
16. Belle Isle, 1949 1/10/2012
17. The Grave Of The Kitchen Mouse 1/13/2003
18. Something Has Fallen 1/13/2003
19. Magpiety 1/13/2003
20. The Return 1/13/2003
21. The Rains 1/13/2003
22. Passing Out 1/13/2003
23. Montjuich 1/13/2003
24. The Turning 1/13/2003
25. The Negatives 1/13/2003
26. The Rat Of Faith 1/13/2003
27. My Fathers, The Baltic 1/13/2003
28. Small Game 1/13/2003
29. Noon 1/13/2003
30. The Helmet 1/13/2003
31. In A Vacant House 1/13/2003
32. An Extraordinary Morning 1/10/2012
33. The New World 1/13/2003
34. Salts And Oils 1/13/2003
35. Then 1/13/2003
36. The Distant Winter 1/13/2003
37. A Story 1/10/2012
38. Late Moon 1/13/2003
39. The House 1/13/2003
40. Holy Day 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Philip Levine

An Abandoned Factory, Detroit

The gates are chained, the barbed-wire fencing stands,
An iron authority against the snow,
And this grey monument to common sense
Resists the weather. Fears of idle hands,
Of protest, men in league, and of the slow
Corrosion of their minds, still charge this fence.

Beyond, through broken windows one can see
Where the great presses paused between their strokes
And thus remain, in air suspended, caught
In the sure margin of eternity.
The cast-iron wheels have stopped; one counts the spokes
Which movement blurred, the struts inertia fought, ...

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Montjuich

"Hill of Jews," says one,
named for a cemetery
long gone."Hill of Jove,"
says another, and maybe
Jove stalked here
once or rests now
where so many lie
who felt God swell
the earth and burn

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