Robert Duncan

(January 7, 1919 – February 3, 1988)

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Poetry, A Natural Thing

Neither our vices nor our virtues
further the poem. “They came up
and died
just like they do every year
on the rocks.”

The poem
feeds upon thought, feeling, impulse,
to breed itself,

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