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. And The Trains Go On 12/26/2014
4. On 52nd Street 1/10/2012
5. During The War 1/10/2012
6. Our Valley 1/10/2012
7. Gospel 1/10/2012
8. Unholy Saturday 4/7/2011
9. The Two 1/10/2012
10. Baby Villon 1/10/2012
11. Blasting From Heaven 1/10/2012
12. Belle Isle, 1949 1/10/2012
13. An Extraordinary Morning 1/10/2012
14. A Story 1/10/2012
15. Detroit, Tomorrow 1/10/2012
16. The House 1/13/2003
17. Sierra Kid 1/13/2003
18. The Grave Of The Kitchen Mouse 1/13/2003
19. Drum 1/10/2012
20. Passing Out 1/13/2003
21. Montjuich 1/13/2003
22. The Negatives 1/13/2003
23. Something Has Fallen 1/13/2003
24. Magpiety 1/13/2003
25. The Rains 1/13/2003
26. Red Dust 1/13/2003
27. The Helmet 1/13/2003
28. In A Vacant House 1/13/2003
29. The Rat Of Faith 1/13/2003
30. Salts And Oils 1/13/2003
31. The Distant Winter 1/13/2003
32. Late Moon 1/13/2003
33. Small Game 1/13/2003
34. Noon 1/13/2003
35. Holy Day 1/13/2003
36. Premonition At Twilight 1/13/2003
37. Told 1/13/2003
38. The End Of Your Life 1/13/2003
39. Waking In March 1/13/2003
40. Picture Postcard From The Other World 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Philip Levine

A Sleepless Night

April, and the last of the plum blossoms
scatters on the black grass
before dawn. The sycamore, the lime,
the struck pine inhale
the first pale hints of sky.
An iron day,
I think, yet it will come
dazzling, the light
rise from the belly of leaves and pour
burning from the cups
of poppies.
The mockingbird squawks
from his perch, fidgets,
and settles back. The snail, awake
for good, trembles from his shell
and sets sail for China. My hand dances
in the memory of a million ...

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Mad Day In March

Beaten like an old hound
Whimpering by the stove,
I complicate the pain
That smarts with promised love.
The oilstove falls, the rain,
Forecast, licks at my wound;
Ice forms, clips the green shoot,
And strikes the wren house mute.

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