Randall Jarrell Poems
|1.||The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner||1/20/2003|
|5.||Eighth Air Force||1/13/2003|
|6.||The Black Swan||1/13/2003|
|9.||A Sick Child||1/13/2003|
|10.||The Woman At The Washington Zoo||1/13/2003|
|12.||The Breath Of Night||1/13/2003|
|14.||The House In The Woods||1/13/2003|
|15.||The Olive Garden||1/13/2003|
|16.||A Country Life||1/13/2003|
|17.||Children Selecting Books In A Library||1/13/2003|
|18.||The Elementary Scene||1/13/2003|
|19.||The Old And The New Masters||1/13/2003|
The Black Swan
When the swans turned my sister into a swan
I would go to the lake, at night, from milking:
The sun would look out through the reeds like a swan,
A swan's red beak; and the beak would open
And inside there was darkness, the stars and the moon.
Out on the lake, a girl would laugh.
"Sister, here is your porridge, sister,"
I would call; and the reeds would whisper,