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The William E. Stafford Archives, Series 1, Sub-Series 1: Daily Writing Drafts, 1950-1993
Overview of the Collection
- Creator
- Stafford, William, 1914-1993
- Title
- The William E. Stafford Archives, Series 1, Sub-Series 1: Daily Writing Drafts
- Dates
- 1950-1993 (inclusive)19501993
- Quantity
- 35 boxes, (15 cubic feet)
- Collection Number
- OLPb103STA
- Summary
- William Stafford (1914-1993) was one of the most prolific and important American poets of the last half of the twentieth century. This subseries of the collection includes Stafford's daily handwritten creative writings drafts, as well as his typed intermediary drafts, many of which were revised to become documentary copies of poems. The Index to the entire Stafford Archives can be found at: http://nwda-db.wsulibs.wsu.edu/findaid/ark:/80444/xv83782
- Repository
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Lewis & Clark College, Special Collections and Archives
Aubrey R. Watzek Library
615 S. Palatine Hill Rd.
Portland, OR
97219
Telephone: 5037687758
Fax: 5037687282
archives@lclark.edu - Access Restrictions
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This collection has no restrictions and is open for research.
- Languages
- English
Biographical NoteReturn to Top
William Stafford (1914-1993) was one of the most prolific and important American poets of the last half of the twentieth century. Among his many credentials, Stafford served as consultant in poetry at the Library of Congress, and received the National Book Award for his poetry collection Traveling through the Dark (1963). During his lifetime, Stafford wrote over sixty books of poetry that still resonate with both scholars and general readers. Stafford's perspectives on peace, the environment, and education serve as some of the most articulate and engaging dialogues by a modern American writer about three of the most important issues of the second half of the twentieth century with lasting impacts on future generations. Howard Zinn, one America's most iconic modern historians, was keenly aware of Stafford's insight into modern American culture. Zinn claimed, "William Stafford's prose and poetry, wise and eloquent, speak directly to the violence of our time, and to our hope for a different world" (from cover of Every War Has Two Losers).
The William Stafford Archives, donated to Lewis & Clark College by the Stafford family in 2008, contain the private papers, publications, photographs, recordings, and teaching materials of the poet William Stafford. The Lewis & Clark College Special Collections actively add to this collection by acquiring unique Stafford related materials.
Stafford wrote every day of his life from 1950 to 1993. These 20,000 pages of daily writings form a complete record of the poet's mostly early morning meditations, including poem drafts, dream records, aphorisms, and other visits to the unconscious, recorded on separate sheets of yellow or white paper or when traveling, often in spiral-bound reporters' steno pads. The archive also includes typescripts of poems submitted for publication and for use in readings. Stafford listed where he submitted each poem, and whether it was accepted for publication on the typescript. Each of his published collections, large and small, is represented by its gathering of documentary copies (typescripts), called by Stafford a "put-together." Unpublished poems, poems published in journals, and reading copies of published poems were also gathered, in a virtually complete record from 1937 to 1993, totaling about 7,000 items. The collection also includes copies of all known Stafford books and translations. Stafford saved correspondence received, with an indication of the date of reply, and sometimes a copy of the reply, from the early 1960s to August 1993. Estimated at 100,000 sheets, the collected correspondence contains some full exchanges of correspondence initiated by WS. One such exchange is the correspondence with Marvin Bell on their sequence Segues. In addition to many photographs of and relating to William Stafford, the archive includes an estimated 20,000 photographs and negatives taken and developed by Stafford of fellow poets, family, friends, and Lewis & Clark College faculty. The archive provides documentation of Stafford's teaching career, including more than one thousand index cards, some dating from research at Iowa, others from later. These were much used in preparing for classes, workshops, and lectures. The files also contain scattered notes for workshops and lectures. The archive also includes course syllabi, and faculty documents relating to Stafford's teaching years at Lewis & Clark College.
Content DescriptionReturn to Top
Includes handwritten and typed drafts.
Use of the CollectionReturn to Top
Restrictions on Use
Permission to publish, exhibit, broadcast, or quote from materials in the Watzek Library Archives & Special Collections requires written permission of the Head of Archives & Special Collections.
Preferred Citation
The William Stafford Archives, Lewis & Clark College Aubrey Watzek Library Archives & Special Collections, Portland, Oregon.
Administrative InformationReturn to Top
Detailed Description of the CollectionReturn to Top
The following section contains a detailed listing of the materials in the collection.
Container(s) | Description | Dates | |
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Box | item | ||
Box: 1 | 50.1 | "Inside the Glacier"
Typed draft.
First line: In the whispering blue vault
|
3/11/1950 |
Box: 1 | 51.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The double nature...(prose)
|
1/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.2 | "Moon-Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before winter sunrise there was a moonday
|
1/23/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.2 | "Politics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am seldom in
|
1/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The reason trees drop surprises
|
1/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.3 | "What is music?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I hear them relax with hymns
|
1/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.3 | "Lost Catfish in the Sandy River
(story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around that grass corner... (story)
|
1/30/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sloped as it was and rounded
|
1/31/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.5 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Before daylight it was moon-day
|
1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.5 | "Outward"
Typed draft.
First line: When we sit on the front seat
|
1/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stalking the Image (prose) 51? / 53?
|
1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.6.1 | "Two Lands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After work the end of town broke and went sailing off
|
2/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.6.1 | "Griever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch, you griever; now you never
|
2/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.7 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Looking down across that hello way
|
2/26/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.7 | "Feeling, not knowing...."
Typed draft.
First line: Knowing some hydro, you generate by drop
|
2/26/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Swimming in this mild element Iowa
|
3/7/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.7 | "Limp Fenders"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cars the farmers drive
|
3/23/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleeping under a blue blanket
|
2/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reaching from the hills worn down years ago
|
2/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.8 | "Mural by Martinez"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little people partly hidden....(story)
|
2/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.9 | "Postscript"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You reading this page--these trials:--
|
2/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jamming on the brakes I was saved
|
2/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driving the coast route north I thought about Pascal
|
2/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person does a little wrong... (story)
|
2/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The next story:--the north bend of the railroad... (story)
|
2/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.12 | "Staccago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hickok, who heard bullets whistle
|
2/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A stone, one tired people sat on, by a path / In Ovid is a stone
of sadness
|
2/2/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How this man grew old, light as rain
|
2/4/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.14 | "Cold Parties"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw fur foxes drinking lemonade
|
2/4/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the men on the prison road crew... (story)
|
2/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.15 | "With Captain Scott Zero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you give too much, you freeze
|
2/9/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day the earth gave too much
|
2/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.16 | "Communion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A word that comes in only when trouble looms
|
2/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.16 | "Communion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you, house, hill, tree, any little stone
|
2/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every life the poor body seeks its own evil
|
2/13/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The one crooked mountain and the straight rain
|
2/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knighted, the good receive their merit
|
2/17/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind, you griever
|
2/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Ovid is the stone of sadness
|
2/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.18 | "In the Fought War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fought war they wheeled the cannon
|
2/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry Workshop (prose)
|
2/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then I heard the wind rising, and I didnt believe
|
3/12/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking in the dark Mexican sandals
|
3/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.21 | "What made him feel as he did?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place was a school... (story)
|
3/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.22 | "Wren Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With some kind of song they started the first morning
|
3/23/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put it all into the hands of a demon
|
3/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.23 | "Still, Small"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever is worst is the foundation
|
3/4/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.24 | "Still, Small"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever is worst is the foundation
|
3/4/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The novice you are
|
3/12/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I started to write a paper... (prose)
|
3/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.27 | "Minima"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they ration sunbeams [3/10/51]
|
3/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.28 | "Minima"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they ration sunbeams
|
3/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dark on my home street snowflakes nibble
|
3/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun will find every valley or go blind
|
3/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everywhere, not connected, not tangible, but operative
|
3/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jesus, thy white shadow
|
3/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.30 | "Staccago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hickok heard bullets whistle
|
3/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.31 | "Paso Por Acqui (not as inWII) Lone
Rider"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Following the slow wagons
|
3/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.32 | "Bits of Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hissed by wind, our northern town
|
3/31/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.32 | "Cold Spell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind becomes the sky
|
3/31/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dreamed I visited... (dream)
|
4/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.33 | "Low Our Night Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold stream that follows under night street
|
4/7/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.34 | "One Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when you were poor in love
|
4/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Four stories (titles only)
|
4/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.35 | "Cubbyhole"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thru the wall voices rebounded a lost question
|
4/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The argument with gravity
|
4/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grayer than silver, every night in the sky
|
4/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.35 | "In Spring"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These turtles come out of coat collars all over the nation
|
4/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of that pain behind the eyes
|
4/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.36 | "Beating Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we danced in the kitchen
|
4/23/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dusty carcass of Ridgeville...(story start)
|
4/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw the girls like pilgrims on the steps
|
4/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.37 | "Blunt or Deep"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pulling along the edge of cruel
|
4/26/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down thru those expectations to the first
|
4/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rolling around like quicksilver in the world
|
4/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.39 | "Morning Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each word, each thought, today is hot
|
4/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn away, make the neck turn sweet
|
4/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.40 | "Cardinal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dead flowers visited by a redbird
|
4/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He will return jetting circles of fate
|
4/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a while shooting hard was the easiest
|
4/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.42 | "By the Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was carrying a hot skillet
|
4/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lonely Mrs Carway lived... (story)
|
4/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.44 | "Mile (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our parents were vindictive (story)
|
4/17/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.45 | "Buffalo Wallow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fox forgot his way rock by rock
|
5/13/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had a pet leopard... (dream)
|
5/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of the trip to the bottom... (dream)
|
5/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They accepted your letter today, Curwood
|
5/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.47 | "Strategy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There arent many hills to come out on
|
5/26/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.48 | "Afterward Those Black Flares"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those black flares workmen put
|
5/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.49 | "Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Living on that ranch was far
|
5/30/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.50 | "Some Shadows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dog eat dog, so my mother said
|
5/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was sitting in workshop while Shapiro talked
|
5/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.50 | "Some Shadows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rangers name was Hawk
|
5/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.50 | "Some Shadows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have not a neat and cloistered virtue
|
5/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.51 | "In Oregon Shadowed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beginning to hold it like a book
|
5/2/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.51 | "In 1728"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the headwaters of the Amazon
|
5/2/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jodys hair, plastered down...(story)
|
6/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Albuquerque was bleak in the day...(story)
|
6/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.53 | "Buffalo Wallow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now smooth with squaw-carpet grass
|
6/13/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.54 | "Buffalo Wallow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now smooth with squaw-carpet grass
|
6/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have a saying... (story)
|
6/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Diane had been a bridesmaid so often(story)
|
6/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.55 | "Shiners"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Below the bridge on the downstream side
|
6/3/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As soon as I saw him... (story)
|
6/13/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.57 | "Travel Note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gears were wire-shrill, every tire spit adobe
|
6/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.58 | "Mine I Shovel For"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mine I shovel for
|
6/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.59 | "Bears Train (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fireman on the Plumas run has a bear cub
|
6/2/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.60 | "All the Cost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the evening canyon above Pasadena
|
7/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.60 | "In and Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking at one point, evenly
|
7/2/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.61 | "Boom Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into any sound important
|
7/3/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In sundown Albuquerque strips of a new serape
|
7/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.62 | "Here, Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the space around us can win
|
7/17/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the morning streets before light
|
7/17/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The closer that clue the farther the wire
|
7/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.63 | "Moment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lifting out of the road sixty-aimed
|
7/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never any rounder, wheel, wheel
|
7/30/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.64 | "House of the Wave (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All he explained was, I want you to talk to a drowning man
(story)
|
7/31/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My affair with truth... (prose)
|
7/6/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.66 | "All or None"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the realm of touch-is-true
|
7/6/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.67 | "Touch and Go"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rent by the blunt maul much as river ice cracked
|
7/26/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.68 | "To Be Said While Watching the
Stars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Arkansas River held its way in the creamy mud
|
7/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees were burning up the soil, they said
|
7/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An expert batting with tweazers squeezes a flaw
|
7/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.69 | "Wyoming Has No Pocket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wyoming has no pocket, an open hand
|
7/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The air too hot or cold
|
7/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eneas was left on the broken shore in a vessel without any
poop
|
7/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The brakes know our car when the road is wet
|
7/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.70 | "Double-Bit Shouldered Axe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the axe floating thru tree shade on my shoulder
|
7/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Possessed have so much pony
|
7/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going in toward the shoulders of animals
|
7/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These are faint lines for a distant tigers gaze
|
7/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the worlds enterprise babies are the bumpers
|
7/12/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From stone-age M.A. I climb
|
7/12/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever snow came you came
|
7/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone told Mr. Galke that he had an ideal home (story)
|
7/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.74 | "Survey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down in the frantic mountains
|
7/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.75 | "Survey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say that wild cats printed
|
7/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The farmer and wife stall in their old car(story
|
7/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Striking the frozen ground or bending the sky
|
7/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Grovers adopted those girls, (story)
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7/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a son goes through this town like a weasel
|
7/22/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.78 | "House of the Wave (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every June they came to the cliff (story)
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7/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its out in the woods in the cold cold rain
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8/6/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the earth under us mound after mound by thousands
|
8/7/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.80 | "Last Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mountains came around close on the north
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8/31/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.81 | "House of the Wave (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As he glanced into the dim bedroom (story)
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8/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.82 | "Past a Chalet Lady of Shallot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbing past ice-cream parties
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8/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.82 | "House of the Wave (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He could see - he knew ... (end of story)
|
8/24/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.83 | "Last Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mountains crowded around on the north
|
8/31/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The teeters leaned for final
|
8/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.84 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A spring flowing from lava near Hagerman
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8/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.85 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Springs flow from lava near Hagerman
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8/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has been given that Hester walks proud
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8/17/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.86 | "House of the Wave (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The regular beating of a watch...(story/prose)
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8/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.87 | "One Lead One Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of all the leads our valley granted
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8/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wheat in Kansas in the pit
|
8/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes of opulence
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9/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.89 | "Curb Sign"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading the street, letting fear print the screen
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9/7/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.89 | "Fish Counter at Bonneville"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Downstream they have organized a hemorrhage in the dam
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9/7/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.90 | "Translated from my Grandmothers
Lesebuch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On every merrygoround there is one hideous rider
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9/6/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this house where our hearts beat
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9/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the kids playground holding on with hands
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9/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.91 | "Translated from Grandmothers
Lesebuch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Advancing through wisting air
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9/6/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the late hours having scrubbed up venom heads
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9/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pale, because they are somewhere on a cliff
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9/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When he came in, stupidly gazing (story)
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9/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.93 | "October Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In any field how wild the roots rive, unseen
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9/11/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming closer than halt, the chopper swings
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9/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.94 | "Hunted Lives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In gratitude for deserts, any scape and rest
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9/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The snarling chrome and cars that jargon rides
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9/15/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Friends were meeting (story or dream)
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9/16/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.95 | "Rescued from Drowning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Dutch walk under the sea, but their dike land holds
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9/11/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Five oclock wings into the office; sweeping his broom
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9/11/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.96 | "Sound Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear a late clock strike. Once more it stalks
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9/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls, two, puffed in the white part
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9/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.97 | "Sound Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear the late clock strike. Once more it stalks
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9/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.97 | "Nod and Glance of the People
(story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He watched her come out of the big house (story)
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10/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wonder what city they build
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10/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.99 | "At the Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Farther back then the proud white geese
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10/10/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.100 | "Home Fire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tho I all new ways turn
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10/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dreaming at night the rootfish turn
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10/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.101 | "Canada Goose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This eye that looked wide at the worlds great eye [10/?/51]
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.101 | "Canada Goose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This eye that looked wide at the worlds great eye
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10/18/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.102 | "Relation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our church cut the wind
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10/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When people try so hard, reaching out to hold whatever (five
prose pieces)
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10/26/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.104 | "Promise of Limited Loyalty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lariat hands traveling itself
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10/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.104 | "Promise of Limited Loyalty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Such mountain as may heart the range
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10/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.105 | "Idol"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A low sun beats in the hollow ivory
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10/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.106 | "For a Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can the hungry dog put you down in the kitchen
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10/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.107 | "Uncle River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Teeth at heel, river at call
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10/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stealing off through the anvil
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10/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.109 | "Melville"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw this green, green, until the sky green
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11/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the stealthy Shakespeare stirring
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11/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.109 | "Herods Edict"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was wrong and the knife bent
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11/28/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.110 | "Sixty-Cycle Recognition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say spangles from the sun
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11/4/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the bridge-brace in evening
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11/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.111 | "Breathing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down at the mortgage end of town
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11/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.111 | "Breathing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I stand on the mortgage end of town
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11/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taught my house no higher class
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11/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down thru the fright forest good rooted
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11/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.113 | "Coming Toward You Crossed
Shadows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going wide, and pale went stalking into the braced
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11/9/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain forest got start on little trees
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11/23/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter stares from all the windows
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11/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The which of me the shadow was
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11/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.115 | "Old Red"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stealing off thru the anvil
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11/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.116 | "Too Dark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The art building they made plain
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11/27/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little cities on the floor
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11/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.117 | "Sober Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sober song two-sparrows long
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11/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.117 | "Nod and Glance of the People
(story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ill sing any time you ask me (story)
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11/1/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.118 | "River (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dorothy had to cross the bridge (story/dream)
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11/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the things he said, in the undergrowth
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11/5/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.119 | "Passing Remark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In scenery, I like flat country
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11/12/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.120 | "Fall Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Salt birds flirt from the weed patch
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11/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is written hard that I will follow
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11/30/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That art broker in the middle of the world
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12/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.122 | "From the Underground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The top of the land stolen
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1/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 51.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dreamed an old woman (prose pieces)
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12/19/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.124 | "Nod and Glance of the People
(story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is he really like? (story)
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12/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward sunset when the shadows of people are Lincoln...
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12/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After winter hog-tied
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12/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.125 | "Million When the Cold ComesThat Art
Broker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crabs in the ocean lifting their hands
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12/29/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.126 | "Recognition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We met here in this lightning room [12/?/51]
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Circles drawn with a burnt stick
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12/21/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.127 | "Rock Ending of Carlsbad Cavern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a canal moving toward the low banks
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12/23/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.128 | "Faithful"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That morning they watched the child
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12/2/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.129 | "Brick by Brick"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Chickens move out over the field
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12/8/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.129 | "Breathing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I stand on the mortgage edge of town
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11/20/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.130 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Going around in their slow day
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.131 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Going around in their slow day
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.132 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Having stolen my future, should I give it back
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.133 | "Sunset: Southwest"
Typed draft.
First line: In front of the postoffice holding the adaptable flag
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.134 | "Lyf So Short"
Typed draft.
First line: I have lived in the room bigger than the world
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.135 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Christ will come the day the world ends
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.136 | "Lore"
Typed draft.
First line: Dogs that eat fish edging tidewater die
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.137 | "December"
Typed draft.
First line: Migrations of little positive things
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.138 | "Lore"
Typed draft.
First line: Dogs that eat fish at the edge of tidewater die
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.139 | "Lyf So Short Reading at the
Cabin"
Typed draft.
First line: I have lived in that room bigger than the world
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.140 | "Lore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By going toward the north
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.141 | "Lyf So Short"
Typed draft.
First line: I have lived in that room bigger than the world
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.142 | "Canada Goose"
Typed draft.
First line: This eye looked wide at the worlds great eye
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stove, not burning but warm
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12/12/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You darked from broken things out home
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12/14/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.145 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We met there in that lightning room
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.146 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dreaming at night, the rootfish turn
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.146 | "Idol"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A low sun in the hollow ivory beats
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10/25/1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.147 | "."
Typed draft.
First line: In Worlds Enterprise, Inc., babies are the bumpers
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.147 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: From stone-age M.A. I climb
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.147 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My cold love is for all I ought
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.148 | "Hunted Lives"
Typed draft.
First line: In gratitude for deserts, any scape and rest
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.149 | "Moment"
Typed draft.
First line: Lifting out of the road sixty-aimed
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.150 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I hear the late clock strike. Once more it stalks
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.150 | "Out Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Two gulls puffed in the white part
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.151 | "Rescued frm Drowning"
Typed draft.
First line: The Dutch walk under the sea but their dike land holds
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.151 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Intermittently the world between flashes of lightning
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.151 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I hear the late clock strike, once more it stalks
|
1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.151 | "Uncle River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They gave a trick to my Uncle River
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.152 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The later Wordsworth...(Page of aphorisms)
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.153 | "Year It Broke"
Typed draft.
First line: At blink when we looked, a world had already dropped
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.154 | "Double-Bit"
Typed draft.
First line: The axe floating through tree shade on my shoulder
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little black pony bought to carry the boys
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.155 | "Double-Bit"
Typed draft.
First line: The axe floating through tree shade on my shoulder
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.156 | "Boom TownTaste"
Typed draft.
First line: Into any sound important
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.157 | "SurveyDown in the Frantic
Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Down in the frantic mountains
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.158 | "Postscript"
Typed draft.
First line: You reading this page, these trials
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.159 | "Low"
Typed draft.
First line: A cold stream follows under night street
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.160 | "One Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember when you were poor in love
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.161 | "In Oregon Shadowed"
Typed draft.
First line: In Oregon shadowed great swards of baneberry
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.162 | "Beating Time"
Typed draft.
First line: When we danced in the kitchen
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.163 | "Sacked Grad Asst"
Typed draft.
First line: Sang here in Iowa but not for long
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.164 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Most of the strongest dreads... (aphorisms)
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1951 |
Box: 1 | 51.165 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Historians and others... (aphorisms)
|
1951 |
Box: 1 | 52.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For any city on submerged foundations
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1/12/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.1 | "Field Path"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This groove I have helped make
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1/12/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come, darling, by some freighter home
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1/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.2 | "Fugitive Inside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the ways out of the room:
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1/19/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Share that gleamed thru this furrow day
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1/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind at altitude never stop[s]
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1/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.3 | "(cf.for any city 1/12/52) Some
History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thru the drowned lands to Vincennes
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1/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look, I have carried this ugly face
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1/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.5 | "Near "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking along in this not quite prose way
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1/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.5 | "LeadsS.Freud..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saved by forgetting and neglect, aloud
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1/25/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.6 | "ReforestationThat Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charred mountains that sunset reforested
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1/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We must be careful what we learn to like
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1/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Becoming the river, a girl I saw
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1/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the edge of the world, wagons and sails
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1/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.7 | "Recognition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We meet here in this lightning room
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11/4/1951 |
Box: 1 | 52.8 | "On the Office Chair, a Roll of String The
Raveled Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man in the mountains was a roll of string
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1/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.9 | "Nevada"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When day struck
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2/25/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.9 | "Chink Four a.m."
Handwritten draft.
First line: By one elaborate wave our ocean graced
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2/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.10 | "In the Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way the deaf read thunder (story)
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2/12/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the woven darkness is informed by stars
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2/13/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the launched earth waving a look
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2/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.11 | "Way the deaf read thunder"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lightning sewed the eye to heart-shaped echoes (poem opening)
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2/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Person takes kids to airport (story)
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2/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.13 | "In the Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone here with a stranger
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2/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.13 | "Prairie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A constant metaphor
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2/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The iceberg that hit the Titanic
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2/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tadashi held his hands folded (story)
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2/9/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.15 | "These old premises need inspection To a
Political Speaker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The premises need inspection, foreigner[s]
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2/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who ate butternut bark
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2/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let him come back first and voyage
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2/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eagle, a tone-deaf glorious bird
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2/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.17 | "Test"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the pelt walls it said, Fool,
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2/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.18 | "Test"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the pelt wall it said, Fool,
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2/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Newman says (page of prose)
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2/25/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every bite the grass made on my finger
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2/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I ran those rabbits, children, deep in a plum thicket
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2/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.22 | "Fall Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sky city of sleet
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3/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They been who thought fang worst
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3/22/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sure to be warm, we have sat
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3/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Happy to be what Im going to be
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3/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.23 | "Three Tries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driven through youth councils
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3/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.24 | "Three Tries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driven through the councils of the young
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3/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kim heaped coals of fire (page of prose)
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3/30/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cold of remembering in this March wind
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3/30/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.26 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hunting for that broken stick
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3/31/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By these deep engines we live with
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4/1/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A figure like a man down by the river
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3/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: City Woodcraft (page of prose)
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3/6/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.29 | "Liger"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The camel giving its level look
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3/9/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.30 | "Convergence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming near at the sneeze interval
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3/10/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the lag wire told Sunday
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3/10/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.31 | "In the Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone here with a stranger
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2/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.31 | "Way the deaf read thunder"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the launched earth helpless
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.31 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Coming near at sneeze intervals
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the March rain
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3/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driving those days thru the White Woman Basin
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3/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.32 | "cf. In the Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By one elaborate wave, the way the deaf read thunder
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2/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.33 | "cf. In the Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lightning sewed eyes all over the sky
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3/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.33 | "Attenuate"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time following out a sound
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3/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bow I could bend when I was ten years old
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3/13/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By holding close to the field and that angle of street
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3/14/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading Anglo-Saxon charms... (p of prose)
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3/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.36 | "Any Last Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the glass garden of any chance meeting
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4/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You in the dark out there
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5/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half of the faces in clouds or along the street
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5/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.38 | "Shrugging, after a Glimpse of a Dog to be
Killed at the Pound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The spaniel-heard boot came near
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4/19/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Pregnant Women of Pasadena (story)
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4/19/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the quality in a thing of being perceived
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4/19/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night creating mushrooms
|
7/23/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.40 | "At the Sorting Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight sorting old clothes for the poor
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4/15/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of our flickering state tonight
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4/15/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.41 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One summer night, all sound held in the cornfield farms
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.42 | "Elegy"
Typed draft.
First line: The responsible sound of the lawnmower
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.43 | "Let Freedom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In cold life bricks are the best citizens
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8/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ours is turned-about time
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8/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.45 | "Let Freedom"
Typed draft.
First line: In cold life bricks are the best citizens
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.46 | "Elegy (continued)"
Typed draft.,2pp
First line: When you left our house and went falling
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.47 | "Elegy (beginning)"
Typed draft.
First line: The responsible sound of the lawnmower
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.48 | "Elegy (complete)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The responsible sound of the lawnmower
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jake Le Claire on his rounds, the watchman
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7/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the way they had to fall
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7/30/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.51 | "Elementary Civics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At every level, down to duck feet on the pavement
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7/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this dry light of summer
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8/2/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Daniel stood all day in a furnace of craving
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8/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a cave - the solid world
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8/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In aquarium room flashing credentials
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8/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the top of any hill something bland
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8/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back home in Kansas we admired
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8/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One year ago we came to Oregon
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8/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.57 | "Deep"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a caravan evading daylight
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8/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In two columns down this path
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8/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.58 | "Sunday Afternoon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In less relief, the way time treats a carving
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8/15/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At every check station folding nickels into my pocket
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8/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.60 | "Shouldered Axe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This axe floating thru tree shade
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8/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.60 | "Birthday Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In midflight darkening, we are on two voyages
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8/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The librarian in a little suburb (complete story outline)
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9/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold it high as the stars rush through
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8/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Parallel beamed on the railroad track strings
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9/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.63 | "Picking Up Chores"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Picking up chores the first fall day
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9/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An old duck hunter, or a farmer
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8/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Woman does something drastic (story)
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8/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my throat as the day is wide
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8/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.65 | "Listening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father could hear a little animal step
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9/1/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.66 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Parallel beamed on railroad track strings
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In between beats the secret practice [9/20/52]
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That field and hungry fire
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9/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.69 | "Silver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not so early as dark; after the dead sleep
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8/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half the cars by our house are going to the coast
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9/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.70 | "Few Lines of Identification"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Know all men, and women especially
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9/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.71 | "Extremes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every road goes toward, or away from, the river
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9/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going back into obsolete paradises
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10/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down all the narrowing roads
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10/7/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.72 | "Old Dance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anybody here know the old dance?
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10/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.73 | "Anybody here know...Old Dance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Necessary for them, or necessary for me?
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10/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Iron against iron in brake shoe irreconcilable
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9/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the road ahead there was a bridge (story)
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10/12/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.75 | "My Giving Thanks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in our neighborhood... (story)
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.76 | "From train, truck..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: From train, truck, army, and ship
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10/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In all blue glass
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10/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.77 | "You around here..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: You around here, in the easy roads
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10/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.78 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Picking up chores the first fall day
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our world hardened
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A field and hungry fire
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.81 | "Old Dance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anybody here know the old dance?
|
10/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.82 | "Lake Looks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eerie eyes of normal people
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10/14/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Honest will the railroad
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.83 | "Sad Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Janey could eat at our pasture
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.84 | "In Italics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Following step by step
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10/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.84 | "Gift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going down to the river
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10/6/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.85 | "Greetings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is kindness to hear the rain
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10/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The chickens running around, one day old
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11/1/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cloud and wind in the open
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11/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my molasses ritual, letting go of the spoon
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11/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those dear mistakes I am untrue to
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11/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That same level flavors all my life
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11/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.89 | "Post-Election Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of the legend in Bantu
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8/25/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.90 | "Dubieties"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between knowing and not knowing
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10/22/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever the country amounts to
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11/9/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our craving furnace and up the flume
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11/10/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the bend we heard it squall
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8/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night I faced the stars
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8/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.93 | "Lit Instructor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day after day up there beating my wings
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11/15/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.94 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The sun parades the earth
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.94 | "Lit InstructorGiving of Truth is a Lovely
Thing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day after day up there beating my wings
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.95 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: You around here on the easy roads
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.96 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: From train, truck, army, and ship
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.97 | "Correlative"
Typed draft.
First line: In the old logging camp light was faint
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.97 | "In Italics"
Typed draft.
First line: Following step by step
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.97 | "Gift"
Typed draft.
First line: Near the river meadow
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.97 | "Greetings"
Typed draft.
First line: It is kindness to hear the rain
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tree soaring from deer head
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11/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.99 | "Sad Story"
Typed draft.
First line: We didnt know if we owned Janey
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.100 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My suicide soul manning this submarine
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My suicide soul manning this submarine
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.102 | "At the Sorting Room"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight sorting old clothes for the poor
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.103 | "At the Sorting Room"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight sorting old clothes for the poor
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.104 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My suicide soul manning a submarine
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the mapletree snow-wood [12/1/52]
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking on the hills alien
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12/1/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Picking the rock way, I must inform you good
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12/2/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.106 | "Night Journey"
Typed draft.
First line: The hidden streams of Oregon
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let this explorer walk by, imminent
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12/10/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man I met in the field
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12/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.108 | "At the Sorting Room"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight sorting old clothes for the poor
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.109 | "Our People Hero with a Thousand
Faces"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the killdeer cry [Our People]
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.110 | "The sun parades..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun looks over the earth
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11/13/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only when on a white morning I can see
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11/25/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We always went into oceans
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11/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the door, watching the people (story)
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12/6/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.112 | "Night Journey Pullman Trip"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hidden streams of Oregon
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12/6/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reserve in the sun
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12/12/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why that neat wood respects board-ness
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12/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most clouds follow the world
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12/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.113.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wideness in the eyes
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12/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.114 | "Coast Birds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dizzy on the tilting cliff when
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12/15/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a time the practiced wave
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12/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.116 | "Digging for the Lost Compass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our world hardened
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10/5/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You./ Circlebrace river come near
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11/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faster and faster till I heard the little high voices
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11/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that sequence, breathe out, in,
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10/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were coming to the country near Gray Burr
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10/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is of interest how I just happened to be coming into Gray Burr
on Christmas...(story)
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10/24/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.119 | "Vespers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the world should flare into the night with me
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11/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunflowers pressd for veins of coal
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11/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In every foot on carpet fled
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11/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our boundary saying our boundless dream
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11/27/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He heard the high little voices climb
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11/22/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.121 | "Our PeopleHero with a Thousand
Faces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the killdeer cry
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12/14/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.122 | "Our People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To have gone down alone [draft of killdeer]
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12/13/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.123 | "Two Dimension"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Past untenable hawk
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3/24/1953 |
Box: 1 | 52.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With crossway column of light
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3/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 52.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We didnt like anything to happen
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3/21/1953 |
Box: 1 | 52.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finding the nest of the lark
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3/21/1953 |
Box: 1 | 52.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the winter woods along the river... (story)
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12/22/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.125 | "Grandpas World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Richening, ripening sinks the sun
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12/22/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.126 | "Grandpas World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fame or flowers around a farm
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12/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are the springtime range of all wild thought
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12/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have the sky here
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12/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running out of our house
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12/29/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scattering parts of my life
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12/30/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.129 | "Amulet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In shafts that gut the mountain
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12/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only way to be is change
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12/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are the springtime range of all of my thought
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12/26/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.130 | "CalendarJottings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The career of blue
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12/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.131 | "Love Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I do not find you so dreadful
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12/30/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.132 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting for you on a cliff
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4/1/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.132 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: True the aim into the mahogany cells
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4/2/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.133 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you left our door and went falling
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4/6/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw those harbor lights
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4/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came around the slow hills
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4/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leading any white robed Aunt Bland
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4/8/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crossed in kindness to be direct and wild
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4/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Standing there on the sunny pavement
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4/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of quonset bouncing Bibles
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4/4/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.135 | "Any Last Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the glass garden of our chance meeting
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4/15/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.136 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Southwest going by the canyons
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5/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.136 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the edge of night in the hills
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5/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the fair way by the arch
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5/14/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.137 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One summer night, all round held in the farms
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5/14/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On that island
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5/23/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dedicate by no sign
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5/23/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The silent place on Main Street
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5/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.140 | "Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wounds made on the world by sunlight
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6/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.141 | "Still Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half of all chairs reserve it
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6/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.142 | "(date guessed)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After cool evening going down the hill
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6/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, all at once, in windows of their homes
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6/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After sundown we sat facing the poplar trees
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6/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.143 | "Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear a dog named Eagle smelling mountains
|
6/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Member only of minority groups
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6/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The open, easy way of Kim
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6/21/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through root, through flower, out air
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9/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.145 | "My soles hold up..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shoe soles holding up the earth
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9/16/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.146 | "Correlative"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the old logging camp light was faint
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10/28/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.146 | "Now Is All the Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This now is all the time .(story)
|
12/11/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a winter day by the corner bell
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12/22/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.148 | "From the Underground"
Typed draft.
First line: If the top of the land be stolen
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1/3/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.149 | "Fieldpath"
Typed draft.
First line: This groove I have helped make
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.150 | "Four A.M. Four Years Ago"
Typed draft.
First line: By one elaborate wave our ocean graced
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.151 | "Fugitive"
Typed draft.
First line: All the ways out of the room
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1/19/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.152 | "To a Political Speaker"
Typed draft.
First line: These old premises need inspection. Foreigner
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.153 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Can the hungry dog put you down in the kitchen
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.154 | "Four A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: By one elaborate wave our ocean graced
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.155 | "Liger"
Typed draft.
First line: The camels withhold their lewd look
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.156 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Coming near at the sneeze interval
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.157 | "Test"
Typed draft.
First line: On the pelt wall it said, Fool"
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.158 | "At a Political Gathering"
Typed draft.
First line: Old premises need inspection: foreigners
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.159 | "Liger"
Typed draft.
First line: The camels withhold their lewd look
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.160 | "In the Mirror"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone here with a stranger
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2/20/1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.161 | "Prairie"
Typed draft.
First line: By constancy
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.162 | "Highway ?"
Typed draft.
First line: Charred mountains that sunset reforested
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.163 | "Leads"
Typed draft.
First line: Saved by forgetting or neglect, aloud
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.164 | "NearSpeech"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking along in this not quite prose way
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.165 | "Moat"
Typed draft.
First line: Through the drowned lands to Vincennes
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1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.166 | "Survey"
Typed draft.
First line: Down in the Frantic Mountains ?1952
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.166 | "Remark in a Stolen Manner"
Typed draft.
First line: In scenery, I like flat country ?1952
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.166 | "Last Vacation"
Typed draft.
First line: Mountains crowded around on the north ?1952
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 52.166 | "Postscript"
Typed draft.
First line: You reading this, these trials ?1952
|
1952 |
Box: 1 | 53.1 | "At Liberty School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Girl in the front row who had no mother
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12/30/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying to read this land, what is it trying to tell me?
|
12/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rushing up to intruders like a dog
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12/26/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lucky guys have bundles to carry
|
12/5/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where true curve meets curb
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12/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miles of wheat steady on toward June
|
12/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, trying the clouds for color
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12/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The plains are my still center
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12/24/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.6 | "Circle of Breath"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The night my father died the moon shone on the snow
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12/22/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.7 | "At the Bomb Testing Site"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the flute end of consequences
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12/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I look at this lake from farther away
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12/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.9 | "At the Bomb Testing Site"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon in the desert I saw a panting lizard
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12/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain mornings I pool among white rocks
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12/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the certainty of what anyone says
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12/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.11 | "At the Bomb Testing Site"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That cost he read. The little key
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12/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry consists in experiencing (p.of prose)
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12/2/1952 |
Box: 1 | 53.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything nearest we must learn to love
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12/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The father wants to buy a filling station (story)
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12/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By this being too green
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12/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tractor in the corn stubble - town men
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12/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What frame of snow and fur kept lost country
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12/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let come lent or what loaned
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11/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a cut bank with vines and little roots holding dirt
together
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11/17/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I let my walk be every step
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11/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They hear in a pond; they see through a cloud
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11/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.18 | "I Listen a Long Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep and cold balance arms late hours
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11/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anvil stopped, at iron rest
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11/14/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reaches where leaves thread the air
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11/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two buyers make a deal. They know a rule
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11/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.20 | "Glances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two people meet. The sky in winter [11/53]
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earth on its forgotten center
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11/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thought I would ride in the middle with chance
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10/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brick by brick I count the world
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11/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.22 | "Glances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two people meet until the sky in winter
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11/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the high country on the map where a duck sounded
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11/4/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place they called Lobo
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11/4/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning, the chairman held up his palms
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11/4/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a division of sight that put choice in your day
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11/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any of you out there that remember me
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11/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being a little stone, I feel the shadow of the great earth
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11/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any of you out there that remember me
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11/22/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The long wood they gave me called stave
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10/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slung wild in a cynical constellation
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10/30/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was in corners of our selves that the world was falling
down
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10/22/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mornings, I have spells of desire to tell the truth
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10/6/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh no, the places going back from roads
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10/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Muffled in wool, there came a slow grower -- the code
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10/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When ---- was taken to hospital... (story)
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10/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.31 | "Visit Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my fifties I will buy a hat
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10/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were cold evenings in depression years
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10/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was a mule... (story)
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10/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The zoo worker who put his baby in one of the cages (story)
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10/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only one thought can be the right thought
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10/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those faint spires are made of stone
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10/12/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have come back to this land one hundred years ago
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10/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old men carrying flowers from the rose garden (prose)
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10/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.34 | "Coming into Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No moment so rich as the stammering
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9/5/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If there be a town on the blue plain
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9/6/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sun, fields waiting
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9/4/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.35 | "Summa Contra Solipsists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always treat the world as if it really exists
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9/4/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.36 | "Coming into Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No moment so rich as in stammering
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9/6/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For twenty years I followed what I could do
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9/6/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When any solid thing extended on out to the edge
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9/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Constructive accidents, like people, living on a slope
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9/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.38 | "At Liberty School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning traitor to everything else
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9/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They taste in honey that sour root
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9/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.39 | "Explorers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the falls of the river, the decision
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9/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.40 | "Whenever I See Rock or Steel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever we say rock we stop
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9/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You night men, striking your fires in the bush
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9/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.41 | "Connexions Post-Lapsarian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they purified the pond the lilies died
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9/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That beast we fed on scraps of faith
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9/24/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.42 | "At the Bomb Testing Site"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon in the desert I watched a lizard
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12/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deepen, deepen, my gaze; spiral down
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12/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Within the wall we become that heard-unseen
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9/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Enticed by knowledge we have gone farther into the lions
mouth
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9/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain drives flat at one shock on the coast
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9/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Racial Memory (page of prose notes)
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8/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.45 | "Myth Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because in a storm they stand and wait
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8/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Armies of pine and fir on the mountain
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8/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because morning air this fall has a globed sound
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8/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.46 | "In the Deep Channel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Setting a trotline after sundown
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8/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the early morning coming out of sleep
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8/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The scene of the country school in Montana (story)
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8/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The green country can be bent
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8/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of the river
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8/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You came back, back of you miles
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8/17/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do no good, entrance, exit, all the little
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8/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It may be true, but is it about God
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8/24/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people in that town and the streets
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8/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.49 | "Gun of Billy the Kid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The line the gun hand followed
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8/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.50 | "Gun of Billy the Kid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they finished the gun
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8/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tripped, the hammering sped, meeting new like a gong
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8/28/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.50 | "Gun of Billy the Kid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because, of all the lost
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8/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.51 | "Gun of Billy the Kid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Billy the KId was gone, but the game
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8/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It had all been so wastefully green
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9/4/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.52 | "(page of prose notes)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things that happen in sensational fiction...
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8/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reckless people are easy to meet
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8/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here it is spring again, etc. (story)
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8/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These are my bushes. They live at the sound barrier
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7/28/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.55 | "Willa Cather The Archbpss House in Santa
Fe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cedars repeat themselves over the scarred ground (draft of Willa
Cather)
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7/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.55 | "Willa Cather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the ash-gray grass a thousand miles
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7/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take all the things everyone including Roosevelt did
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7/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.57 | "Instant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With nothing but the continent to help me
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7/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That thousand snow gushing skyward
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7/30/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.58 | "Walking West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone with quiet pace who
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7/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knuckles whiten on plow handle
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7/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the kind of gray flint our hills offer
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7/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who liefer amble scent more than they say
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7/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the gold dome of old capitol hollowed
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7/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were chopping fir wood with red colored axes
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7/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Acquainted with few horsemen
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7/22/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into all the north silence
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7/22/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.61 | "novel outline"
Typed draft.
First line: On waking this morning I thought a novel..
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7/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.62 | "prose notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Artist and Validation of His Art July 53?
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take their baize regard
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7/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The still storm, unmoved lunge
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7/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He looked the the map... (story)
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7/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have been correct. 24-in interval
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7/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creeping out at sixty, on the fender birds began to sing
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7/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hushed into flint, crowded into coal
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7/14/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the flower of the north
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7/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the bend of any morning
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7/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rabbits in their fur
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7/17/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the towrope broke
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7/17/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Western Cycle (page of prose notes)
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7/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not being Charlemagne I steal
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7/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kansas or any flat state coasting east
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7/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In hawthorn a flirt of wing
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3/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be down by the track
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3/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not so cold as night heroes
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3/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To avoid the lion charge
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3/9/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rushes by the river that approved Moses
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1/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fleece and all plain disguise
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1/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Veneer and fleece of all my black
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1/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting for a sunburst in the walkers
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1/14/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I separate bone sprung to make this bone
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1/14/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.72 | "Glances"
Typed draft.
First line: Two people met. The sky in winter
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.73 | "Stared Story"
Typed draft.
First line: Over the hill came horseman, horseman, horseman
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.74 | "Glances"
Typed draft.
First line: Two people meet. The sky in winter
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.75 | "Querencia"
Typed draft.
First line: Here it is April again.... (prose)
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.76 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Being a little stone, I feel the shadow of the great earth
(11/53)
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.77 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It is in corners of our selves that the world is falling
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.78 | "Light at the Last"
Typed draft.
First line: It is in corners of ourselves that the world is falling
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.79 | "Watching the Jet Planes Dive"
Typed draft.
First line: We must go back and find a trail on the ground
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.80 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Being a little stone, I feel the shadow of the great earth
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.81 | "One Home"
Typed draft.
First line: Mine was a Midwest home--you can keep your world
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.82 | "Visit Home"
Typed draft.
First line: In my fifties I will buy a hat
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.83 | "Connections"
Typed draft.
First line: Ours is a lost curst under swamp land
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.83 | "Whenever I See Rock or Steel"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever I see rock or steel, I stop
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.84 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Rain drives flat at our shack on the coast
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.85 | "On the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain drives flat at our shack on the coast
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.85 | "Connections"
Typed draft.
First line: Ours is a lost curst under swamp land
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.85 | "Whenever I See Rock or Steel"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever I see rock or steel, I stop
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.86 | "Spectator"
Typed draft.
First line: Treat the world as if it really existed
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.87 | "Explorers"
Typed draft.
First line: At the falls of the river, the decision
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9/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.87 | "Contact"
Typed draft.
First line: They taste in honey that sour root
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.88 | "Coming into Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Make the moment go rich in your stammering
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.88 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Treat the world as if it really existed
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.89 | "Gun of Billy the Kid"
Typed draft.
First line: When they factoried Billys gun
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.90 | "Instant"
Typed draft.
First line: With only a continent to help me
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.91 | "Coming out of Sleep"
Typed draft.
First line: In the early morning coming out of sleep
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.92 | "Through Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Kansas or any flat state coasting east
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.93 | "Myth Men"
Typed draft.
First line: Because in a storm they stand and wait
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.94 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The silent place on Main Street where we walked across the
sword
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.95 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A figure like a man down by the river
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3/18/1952 |
Box: 1 | 53.96 | "Fall Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: In the sky city of sleet
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.97 | "Three Tries"
Typed draft.
First line: Driven through councils of the young
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.98 | "Influence of Some Natural
Objects"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever you called the sun would become suave
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.98 | "Captains"
Typed draft.
First line: Drubbed on the back by Nature
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.99 | "By the River"
Typed draft.
First line: We two, caught by the amber
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.100 | "Recoil"
Typed draft.
First line: The bow bent remembers home
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.101 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Thru Kansas or any flat state coasting east (53)
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has been easy for us to see
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1/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.102 | "Knowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To know is a devious road
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1/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There dwelt in a cave and winding I thought lower
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3/26/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In lamplight of late Street, one turning
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3/31/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.104 | "This House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This house will hold long strokes of slate wind
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4/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The night will sway with fear
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4/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down perfection comes
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4/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On TV I see
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4/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yawn of day in tall white houses
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4/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those deeper plows and mile furrows
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4/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.106 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Finding the nest of the lark
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clod or cloud our plough shears
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4/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Putting thru nervous October
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4/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.108 | "Well Rising April"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The well rising without sound
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4/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.108 | "In Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: We came out of a wilderness
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is only by luck the world escaped my trap
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4/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the daylight I followed a blind man
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4/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.109 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: To avoid the lion charge
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.110 | "Well Rising"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The well rising without sound
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4/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.111 | "(page of prose notes)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The music department.easily raises money...
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4/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Father said the flowers were buffalo beans
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4/28/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They put the pearl inside the steel
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4/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take longer rays
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4/30/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And this is the still sea we thought would be waves
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5/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They cast the seed in the dirt
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5/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.114 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Counting the secretaries coming out of a building
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5/5/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.114 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man on the island
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5/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.115 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man on that island by not being seen
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5/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.115 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the target, he could aim
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5/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.116 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To what has been sent I have been immune
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5/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.117 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man could grow wise by not being seen
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5/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To know for sure about oneself
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5/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.118 | "(story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The valiant among us have paths of danger
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5/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The valiant among us pause in the darkness
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5/17/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the park path when people meet
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6/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As part of the morning we went thru the open parts of a
forest
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6/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.120 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The world looking for itself
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.121 | "Two Evenings"
Typed draft.
First line: To what has been sent I have been immune
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5/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Should you walk along the river
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6/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In little puff, in mighty blast
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6/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes courage to fail
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6/17/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the mountains are beyond
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5/26/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The still steel, a monument in a park
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5/26/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.125 | "Two Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the stride of the power line
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5/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.125 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: They cast the seed in the dirt
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.125 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: There are eternities behind each other
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The birds eat any food put away in the tree
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6/19/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the bicycle of usual
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6/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.127 | "Ritual to Read to Each Other"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And there is a small betrayal in the mind
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6/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.128 | "Watching the Jet Planes Dive"
Typed draft.
First line: My look at the map
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My public fancies to my horror I see
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6/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slew around in spiral hope
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6/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.129 | "Watching the Jet Planes Dive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the forest and people
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6/21/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is no rehearsal: this program is now
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6/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.130 | "Recoil"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bow bent remembers home
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6/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way we smelled Heaven one day in the desert rain
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6/21/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother robin teaching birdy how to fly--
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6/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A story: people are in a town...
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6/30/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People put feet
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6/30/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shelter those by daylight
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7/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alarm. Four gongs that shattered
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7/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.135 | "Influence of Some Natural
Objects"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever you called the sun it would become suave [cf. Alarm.
Four gongs...]
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the rejected
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6/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When lions have looked their embers
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6/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only good thing left in town,
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6/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way to find out something important
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6/12/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the way of pleasure
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6/12/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If as a result of immediate results...{prose}
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5/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How hard they sing, the sound-blocked and the fair
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7/6/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This old car--runs too fast:...[page of prose]
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7/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.141 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: I wear my shadow,so,
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.142 | "Incident"
Typed draft.
First line: The sun blames Nevada
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.143 | "Diamond-Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Come into this country, Pretty Fang, [2 sides]
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.144 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Come into this country, Pretty Fang,
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.144 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: That grit farm land grain by grain
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.145 | "Outside"
Typed draft.
First line: The least little sound sets the coyotes walking
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.145 | "Research Project"
Typed draft.
First line: Our gray-eyed life
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.146 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Unless the oak will nod
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.146 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: If the world should flare into the night of me
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.147 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I saw the gulls being gulls
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.148 | "Incident"
Typed draft.
First line: The sun is blaming Nevada
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.148 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: I wear my shadow, so,
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back up from the thermometer land
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2/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.149 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun is blaming Nevada
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2/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On campus this morning... [page of prose]
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2/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the turning approving world
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2/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come out their balanced way
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2/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.151 | "To One Admired"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Since there must go with kings and other such
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2/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In gesture for all the stern land
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2/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.152 | "Polyglot Sonnet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No pasaron, tete a bull
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2/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In winter, surprised sun over hills
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2/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They gave me rich, to forbid the necessary
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2/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The farm where chunk land grit by grit
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2/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw the gulls being gulls
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2/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Christmas petal candle flame
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2/5/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.154 | "Research Project Los Alamos"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our gray-eyed life
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2/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An organization, me, plays a game
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2/6/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grandma Farfarel brought into...[short story]
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2/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unless the oak will nod
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1/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.155 | "Chicken Hawk / Vespers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My shadow across the stone,
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1/29/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wing before the sky
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1/31/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.156 | "Vespers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the world should flare into the night of me
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2/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That hunk farmland grit by grit
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2/16/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.157 | "Outside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The least little sound sets the coyotes walking,
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2/20/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Men came to gate...[story]
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2/21/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this village on rock facing
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2/23/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That night snow was general over Wyoming [story]
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2/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.159 | "Bitter Food"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She was one of those lucky tall girls...[prose]
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2/27/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People spoke and their words were French, English,
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2/28/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being only one, I missed hero
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2/28/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the blast of the years we pitch our scar
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7/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the slow summer on high street the measure was man
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1/2/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.162 | "Our People The Hero with a Thousand
Faces"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the killdeer cry
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of the total we dont know,
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1/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nearer by storm, the promises,
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1/7/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For heat lightning threat
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1/8/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On that white-faced day
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1/13/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After work I go to see flat sides of things,
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1/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down black trees on our land rain goes
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1/10/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.166 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Leaders of the world may pose for newspapers,
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.166 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Knowing is a devious road
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.166 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I do not find you so dreadful
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.167 | "Calendar Jottings"
Typed draft.
First line: Watch the career of blue--
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.167 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Wanted: some cousin
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.167 | "Grandpas World"
Typed draft.
First line: Richening, ripening sinks the sun
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.167 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I held a quiet stone
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.168 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Of the total we dont know,
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.169 | "Our People"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the killdeer cry
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.169 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Down black trees on our land rain goes
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.169 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Waiting for sunburst in the workers
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down black trees on our land rain goes
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1/15/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On that white-faced day
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1/5/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Chasing the white buffalo
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1/21/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.172 | "Diamond-Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dangerous birds and animals
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1/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.173 | "Re-Tread"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On cannibal street
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1/25/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In cold gear the bulldozer ground (2/29/53)
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They need to face themselves
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3/1/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing is harder than life
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3/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.175 | "Need"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaning over, then endless
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3/3/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.176 | "Being"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So to be born, this one--that one
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3/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lions and Canaries [Article]
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3/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How Good was Robin Hood [page of ideas]
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3/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.179 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When the great glacier came
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.179 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: You chose your side of the knife
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1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quick as the snowflakes froze
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3/11/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came out of a wilderness
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3/18/1953 |
Box: 1 | 53.181/2 | "photocopy--2 pages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Since the battle the trees have been sorry
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6/17/1953 |
Box: 2 | 54.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fern believes the air worth touching
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1/10/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.1 | "Forest - Mountain - Plain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plain - being what we plan to be
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1/10/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing through perils where gathering faces
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1/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man who sings and wont work (?story)
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1/4/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let go of the words and fall
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1/4/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where do the fountain and love belong?
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1/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of the once in a summer towns
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1/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone could.
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1/18/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We sit thinking Jesus
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1/18/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kim, after seeing a man with one leg.(prose page)
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1/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.7 | "Stopping and Looking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ever walk in that same way
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1/28/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.8 | "Secret Raging"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mines of silence. Into the constructed day
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1/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening held my level city
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1/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Behind brick walls when morning has moved
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1/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.9 | "(?story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the last day Bernice almost decided not to go
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1/6/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the foggy morning he parked near the art building (story)
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1/9/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.10 | "Weather Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light wind at Grand Prairie, drifting snow
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1/31/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.11 | "Weather Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light wind at Grand Prairie
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1/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold all spider strings; they hold up the world
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1/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.13 | "Pioneers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: West of the last mountains
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1/16/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.13 | "Pioneers (completed on reverse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ours is a school with faith
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.14 | "Pioneers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the trackless rain forest, into the dark
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1/16/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.15 | "Intercepted"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, tense for purpose, with no way for the eye to be inward
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1/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Counted up to a million, they go off
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1/9/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The grid of regard in a room
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1/10/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pump handles, they dont do much, but always, things
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1/12/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know, dont you? that it is getting away from us
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1/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In years when we stretched out
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1/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.19 | "Pioneers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fir trees, be our spire
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1/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into and out of mines of silence
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1/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.20 | "Wager"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sprung both ways from small
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1/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between slid silences, night areas of talk
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1/18/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slow wagons go by. Lightning comes out of them.
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1/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wish I had back in their cages
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1/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little motions that spring the door
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1/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Curve is always and everywhere
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1/17/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.22 | "I Need Mistakes?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To see so dark a world takes ignorance
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1/17/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the slope on the easy side
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1/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A couple take their children to a party(story)
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1/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I think every animal, believe them part by part
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2/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Probably only rushing sounds extend
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2/9/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are able to have just the wind sound (story: couple on a
lookout)
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3/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not on the map or in a book
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3/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The weather wont do any more
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2/12/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding in one hand the last quietness
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2/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What waits in troll of tomorrow / is bait for today
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2/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our saint window held always evergreen
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2/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything near us we will learn to love
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2/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In those wide fields hope ends
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2/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There may be little storms
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2/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thinking every animal, believing them part by part
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2/10/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Love needs no star or crown
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2/16/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: World wind is too big to find
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2/18/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.31 | "Poem for L & C College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the evening when the light is gathered
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2/6/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I would spread out words and by them catch the world
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2/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years with humble feet on the worn stair
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2/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forth into the stone continent forever
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3/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From tree bodies, from river bodies
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3/18/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking thru towns that hurt the sun
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3/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.34 | "Doubt on the Great Divide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Boards cut in heaven, gripped in Platos table
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3/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vine days rain blows far as cloud streams
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4/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I rouse out a teacher - she cannot speak (story)
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4/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every knowing is reneging, but at the last possible place
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3/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our little town before the day train
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3/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tiger will defend the sacred cage
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3/6/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Picking at our eyes that calculated landscape
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3/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.37 | "Mile - Ride with Madge (story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Story of the filling station (story)
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3/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though it should not be, I need your favor
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3/31/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Foggy mornings come back
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3/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.39 | "Pulling the steel curls... Doubt on the Great
Divide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pulling the steel curls into himself
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3/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wood gripped into Platos table
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3/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.40 | "Pulling the steel curls... Doubt on the Great
Divide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our king will tell nothing but needed lies
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3/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In these cold windows lives once a day flame
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3/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if hill and cloud miss real breathing?
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3/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.41 | "Determinism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I choose one, they say it is only the world choosing
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3/8/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once we learned beyond the mouse
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3/8/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound of belief steadies trees
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4/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the world says no - storm, cyclone
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4/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down toward the center will be the moon
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4/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.43 | "By Highway 40 (line: these mountains have
heard God)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden truth will prove itself
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4/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If a voice could be dark it would be a martyrs voice
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4/11/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.45 | "Story of shelter at the school for the
deaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There have been many passed in silence
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4/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave of land, millenia frothed
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4/4/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that country of serious trees there is one dune
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4/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sing the twisty river, snags that rise
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4/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.46 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Foggy mornings come back
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Within the snarl good people talk through, bright
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4/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun that welders watch, their helmets on
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4/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With leaves I go farther into the woods
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4/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person, called when young to a job (story)
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4/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cup you held me tomorrow swam
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4/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three stories about authors
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5/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just look at a picture, rain lives in it.
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5/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.49 | "Lewis & Clark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We at the end of the continent stride
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5/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.49 | untitled
19540525
First line: Lewis & Clark"Hawk in the clock
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plane over ocean" |
Box: 2 | 54.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It Sleeps Two (story)
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5/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.50 | "Lewis & Clark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You lonely witness the face
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5/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.51 | "Lewis & Clark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At large in your city is one who threatens by breathing
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5/13/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day when it will let me go; that will be in its time
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5/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The land looking for its future. These trees that called up
spring
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5/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.52 | "Lewis & Clark / Preface for the Poor
Mans Machiavelli cf 5/18/54"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every prince needs a companion
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5/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.53 | "Lewis & Clark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You lonely witness, at large in your city
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5/18/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.53 | "Carlsbad Cavern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ready to open the great eye
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5/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.53 | "Lewis & Clark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We at the end of the stride followed by wagon
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5/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.54 | "For My Mother d 4/21/54"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cell exchanges where my secret was addressed to me
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5/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.54 | "At Sunrise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh world blowing into this room as the curtains blow
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5/6/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.55 | "Fall Journey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That if you say my name it will be sorry spring again
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5/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All who North decided never to return
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6/11/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.57 | "Lewis & Clark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The secret friends of these open lands
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6/4/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of our individual hearing
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6/6/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tie, rail, spike
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6/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I will find the hard
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6/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While all runs on westward slope
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6/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my autumn allegiance
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6/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You put on your skates (prose)
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6/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of our individual hearing
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6/11/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother has come to where the birds wont let her breathe
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6/13/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going into the world by the closest birds
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6/28/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we turn into the fast lane to collide with steel
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6/28/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind, pushing my door
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6/30/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Warm colliding particles get ready to become
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6/30/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going down level in the btreathless water
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6/30/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slabs of western, cool strangers related to kings
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7/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mud through toes, Im from this land
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6/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.67 | "Minute Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How do we know what to resist?
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6/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By good leaves, by air moving, by confident fields
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6/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.68 | "(?prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The extension of rule beyond acceptance
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6/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have always been glad the road of the conqueror
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6/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a kind of travel with automatic Indians
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6/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oregon tones bearing steadily on the shocked air
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6/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vein, if I take thought the feeling loses
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6/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early groves celebrate a vein
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6/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Society jerked the rug out from under her (story)
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6/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frozen lake, sending the outward look
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6/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are veins in the earth
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6/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saved a million years ago by a fish that leaped ashore
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7/19/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If ever I walked into that town again
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7/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The summer anchor in that watermelon
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Promises coming far mount guitars
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lately before sleep I met myself
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are tunes that make Mexico
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The face will stand trial
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They cannot tell the new center
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An apparition of water the Yampa River
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow to be right, I fear toward
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7/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.72 | "That other life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When everything was put in place
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7/28/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting with my face to stand trial
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7/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Off the giants back
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7/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I can hear the transformer and move in
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7/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any plate state, plateau dry by August
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7/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the hills that spring kept promising
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7/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I walk on the odd bricks, never direct
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7/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that little rattle my daughter played
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7/31/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do si do, and then the scent of pine
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7/31/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where little is no more near
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8/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.74 | "Refinery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear. Distant steam, staccato ratchet
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8/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some watch in this world
|
8/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.75 | "Visit Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to hold the windshield up
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8/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For you to know someone has to be fooled
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8/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the bend of Oregon light
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8/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Striding kingdoms of the street, we lose them
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8/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.76 | "Fall Journey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening came, a paw, to the gray hut
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8/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.76 | "Old Scout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding heretical ideas about uncontroversial subjects
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8/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Transferred, we put a few years to interest
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8/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being one to notice things, I have to be careless
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8/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because I am already moving, the world fans me
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8/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back through the deep winter before uranium knew
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8/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Past the cornstalks writing on the sky
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8/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thru sere stalks at harvest time
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8/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My dog and I do more than hunt
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8/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: [The Atlantic and young poets] (prose page)
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8/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold will find love here in my hand, free
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8/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coal fading becomes elsewhere glow
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8/11/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The open that is now and meets the turning world
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8/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.81 | "Preparedness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knowing the explosion would occur
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8/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.81 | "At the Metolius River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The water in the Metolius
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8/22/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a person in the world - you know
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9/25/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.83 | "Outreach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the barefoot dark without a cry
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9/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not loaded for their greatness
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8/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deed color of digging legs
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8/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our land has little deed color
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8/28/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.85 | "Temporary Facts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The look you had, Agnes, was a temporary fact.
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9/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.86 | "Outreach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound of midnight will be my sound
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9/3/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.86 | "Trail Waiting to Find Itself"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will the hawk spiral where spirals go?
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9/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sapping the bases of public speech, what big teeth,
grandmother
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9/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.87 | "Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am fates memory, the coming to
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9/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Throne of west wind on trail cliff
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9/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountain borrowed from the earth
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9/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.88 | "Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where I am the slow arrival, the coming to
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9/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.89 | "Project"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What Earth Yields, corn, apples, fruit and root
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9/10/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.89 | "Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun thru yellow glass, green, blue
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9/13/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.89 | "Outreach The Drift Net"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fog speaking back to the foghorn, dawn
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9/13/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some place where the wanted will orphan
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9/16/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking the world near or far
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9/21/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.91 | "Things in a Museum / Solid Things / Museum
Pieces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look here - I put the next thing in your hands
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9/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.92 | "No Little Men, Kids"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are no little men, kids, in these mountains
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10/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.92 | "(story)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Student cant get idea of Petrarchan conventions
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10/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.92 | "Extreme Action"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is my faiths duty to find less hurt
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10/5/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they rip the screaming of the sky
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10/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quail claimed the land with their little feet
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10/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Furrowed for miles by the mirror plow
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10/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mud under a tree a bluejay screamed a robins egg
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10/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.95 | "Lyf So Short"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That cage in gold, corona in the dark,
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10/8/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little while men will hold their way
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10/11/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And yet I really am ready to free the prisoner
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10/12/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The near flat non-specialized me is here
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10/17/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.97 | "Striding or slower"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going around in the slow day
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10/14/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looked up from working the breaks by the river
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10/14/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I stole my future from a little town
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10/14/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.99 | "Midnight is close to the ocean"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By turning I caught the mountain
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10/17/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything is made of tiny hard particles
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10/26/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the secret part of the world where the good begins
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10/27/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trap we built when we tried a room
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10/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those milkweed starting all toward the south
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10/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forgotten, the reason is left forgotten
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10/24/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Limbs trying to realize, the trunks of trees
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10/30/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.101 | "Japanese poem (just composed)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will happen / begins in the dark
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10/30/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between the stones at little places
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11/23/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In ocean forest where giant strode
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11/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forgotten - the reason for change has been forgotten
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11/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we camped on Little River (story)
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11/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning and looking the high look
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11/7/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The drugstore in Plains, Kansas (story)
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11/14/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Considering the question, Wystan peeled an orange
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11/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever time is trying to do
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11/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.105 | "For little men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going toward something, he cant keep going back
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11/15/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Migrations of little positive things
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11/30/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost among bric a brac those are the saved
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11/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a piece of November that flew over here today
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11/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was a mule (story)
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11/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide as the streets, in bars that slid on bricks
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12/4/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.108 | "Sunset:Southwest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In front of the post office holding the adaptable flag
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12/4/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After any stone sun saw
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12/17/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.109 | "Thinking for Berky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking my case to that still corner
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12/17/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.110 | "Sunset:Southwest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Christ will come to us the day the world ends
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12/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.111 | "Thinking for Berky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the late night listening from bed
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12/20/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steady, bringing it in, behind the window
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12/28/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The God that lets me fall from joy to joy
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12/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the cone of crystal love
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12/29/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.114 | "Extreme Action"
Typed draft.
First line: It is my faiths duty to find less hurt
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.115 | "Identity"
Typed draft.
First line: I am the slow arival, the coming to
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.116 | "Old Scout"
Typed draft.
First line: Holding heretical ideas about uncontroversial subjects
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.117 | "Outreach"
Typed draft.
First line: In the barefoot dark without a cry
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.118 | "Cedars"
Typed draft.
First line: Those were dark tress on their slow ways
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.119 | "In the Museum"
Typed draft.
First line: Like that, I put the next thing in your hands
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.120 | "Public Speech"
Typed draft.
First line: Grandpa Ego with his lying ear trumpet
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.121 | "Outreach"
Typed draft.
First line: In the barefoot dark without a cry
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.122 | "Listening to Students"
Typed draft.
First line: On a dark pivot the talk veers
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.123 | "At the Metolius River"
Typed draft.
First line: Water in the Metolius
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.124 | "Preparedness"
Typed draft.
First line: Knowing the explosion would happen
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.125 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: By good leaves, by air moving, by confident fields
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.126 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Multiple face of Nootka Flow
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.127 | "That Other Life"
Typed draft.
First line: A stray deer, foot lifted, that other life
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.128 | "Final Sound"
Typed draft.
First line: A lie has the truth of its vehemence
|
1/1/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.129 | "Visit Home"
Typed draft.
First line: How to hold the windshield up
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.130 | "Fall Journey"
Typed draft.
First line: Evening came, a paw, to the gray hut by the river
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.131 | "Night Cruise"
Typed draft.
First line: Our boat slammed all night in the channel
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.132 | "Tillamook Burn"
Typed draft.
First line: These mountains have heard God
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.133 | "Hail, Mary"
Typed draft.
First line: Cedars darkened their slow way
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.134 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: By the edge of a still town... (prose poem)
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.135 | "December"
Typed draft.
First line: Migrations of little positive things
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.136 | "Lore"
Typed draft.
First line: Dogs that eat fish edging tidewater die
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.137 | "Sunset:Southwest Sunset Taos"
Typed draft.
First line: In front of the postofice holding the adaptable flag
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.138 | "December"
Typed draft.
First line: Migrations of little positive things
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.139 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Going around in the slow day
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.140 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I spring bone separate to make this bone
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.140 | "Day"
Typed draft.
First line: On that white-faced day
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.140 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the dark that night I thought
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever time goes I must follow
|
7/2/1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.143 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If the high eagle could gaze with sorrow
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.144 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If the high eagle could gaze with sorrow
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.145 | "Testimony"
Typed draft.
First line: Mud through my toes Im from this land
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.146 | "Testimony to an Inquisitor"
Typed draft.
First line: Mud through my toes Im from this land
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.147 | "Climbing"
Typed draft.
First line: Mine is only a zigzag faith
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.148 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A division of sight that put choice in your day
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.148 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I turn the tiny screw in my hand like this
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.148 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If time wont let a thing happen, I hurry there
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.149 | "Circle of Breath"
Typed draft.
First line: The night my father died the moon shone on the snow
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.150 | "Sent to Read This Land"
Typed draft.
First line: Rushing up to intruders like a dog
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.151 | "At the Bomb Testing Site Two
Watchers"
Typed draft.
First line: At noon in the desert I saw a panting lizard
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12/15/1953 |
Box: 2 | 54.152 | "Portrait of Barney"
Typed draft.
First line: Compelled by Daddy and the careful plates of money
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 54.153 | "At Liberty School"
Typed draft.
First line: Girl in the front row who had no mother
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1954 |
Box: 2 | 55.1 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dawned from a past, wide faces go by me
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.1 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I am of a past so absolute that it will speak,
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At school I do not do very well
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the grove I look at the tall trees;
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.3 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Wing before the sky
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.3 | "Vespers not as SCBT"
Typed draft.
First line: I wear my shadow, so,
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.4 | "To Know, Not Do On Bravery without
Intelligence"
Typed draft.
First line: Lost at the time of Coeur de Lion,
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.5 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Snowflakes fall so casual
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.6 | "Then"
Typed draft.
First line: It was all simple and square
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.7 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: This Now that meets the world
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.8 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Past the cornstalks crossed at harvest time
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.9 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Past the cornstalks ...(contd.): When everything was....
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.10 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: History drives hard bargains:
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.11 | "Lecture"
Typed draft.
First line: Out the window take this look:
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.12 | "Action"
Typed draft.
First line: The bolos a knife you pick up at the awkward end
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.13 | "Conservative Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: The young who looked for the Marxist
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.14 | "Parentage"
Typed draft.
First line: My father didnt really belong in history
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.15 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Snow can walk so equally
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.16 | "Journal of Sacajewea"
Typed draft.
First line: Hungry men. They come from a deep country.
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.17 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Where flakes become there is no time
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.18 | "Penseroso"
Typed draft.
First line: When rain cuts down wherever it can through the grass
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.19 | "Margins"
Typed draft.
First line: Plan to have slow wing beats
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.20 | "Thinking for Berky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the late night listening from bed
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1/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.21 | "Thinking for Berky"
Typed draft.
First line: In the late night listening from bed
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.22 | "Tillamook Burn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These mountains have heard God
|
1/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.23 | "Tillamook Burn"
Typed draft.
First line: These mountains have heard God (1/55)
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Complementary evil equals good,
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1/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The snowflakes fall mathemetical
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1/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By soft it snows, by soft
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.25 | "Exact"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Migration of little positive things
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.25v | "Hail, Mary"
Typed draft.
First line: Cedars darkened their slow way
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.25 | "December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Migrations of little positive things
|
1954 |
Box: 2 | 55.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How? All going toward later
|
1/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.27 | "Church Filled Up with Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming down here and stopping
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1/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the beginning it was hard to make the approach to Carmel.
[prose]
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1/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was the century when manners
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1/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only this little glimpse--a going by--
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1/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the time a dog lops up his ears
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1/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.29 | "Circle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The engine takes away the tires excuse
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1/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Parachutes going down become the mould of earth
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1/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark is constant. Any flash
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1/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We plan to have slow wing beats on
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1/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The church that filled with snow
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1/10/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Campfires could guide late hunters
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1/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To find them in a wilderness; all differences made small
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1/3/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was at last the corn, the turn of leaves [1/3/55]
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not fit that anyone should find
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1/2/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a sprig of Easter not to have to answer
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1/2/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.34 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Art is giving a pattern that manages feelings...
|
1/9/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything is the color eyes want it to be
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1/9/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is on the map; all goes from it and back
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1/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the walkers work it out.
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1/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The church has filled with snow
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1/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My steadiness climbs crazy hills
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1/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.36 | "Cedars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I put some trust in cedars
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11/9/1954 |
Box: 2 | 55.37 | "Lyf So Short"
Typed draft.
First line: I have lived in that room bigger than the world
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we didnt do anything that made much difference
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1/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.38 | "Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was all simple and square
|
1/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in your place a fact has arrived
|
1/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snowflakes fall so casual
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1/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The young who looked for the Marxist interpretation of the
mountains
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2/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: History drives hard bargains
|
2/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man I am going to be, I admire
|
2/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He cannot put his feet with care enough
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2/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.43 | "Journal of Sacajawea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hungry men. They come from a deep country
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2/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some prefer to be right, some heroic [2/15/55]
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.44 | "Action"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bolos a knife you pick up at the awkward end
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2/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside us perch all the birds we own
|
2/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How marvelous brown the landscape was
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2/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where flakes become there is no time
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2/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With people who go on I strew away
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2/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow can walk so equally
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2/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have to live inside the camera to avoid being seen by it
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2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Van Gogh post impressionist
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2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward the Pacific on the snarled trail
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2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kingdom that he has, he walks
|
2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | "Action"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bolos a knife you pick up at the awkward end
|
2/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As the tall sky gave
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2/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Following pain down the spiral way
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2/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Biology class at beach (story)
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2/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The child thinking it play and feeling intimations
|
2/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.50 | "Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This instant like all other times is for a state
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2/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Floods black flare over chicken tracks
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2/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In fear the eyes close, holding some blackness dear
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2/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The year the flood came (story)
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2/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A message came: something bad
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2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I ran inside the camera to avoid the picture
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2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In flow from summer a great silence grew
|
2/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.52 | "Fair Warning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I will know more times when you do wrong
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2/22/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little prints of world
|
2/22/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am fatuous enough to like the people I meet
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2/22/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Places we count on, little towns
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3/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dread flat lest said explode
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3/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Circling around their burly ways
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3/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a clear desert morning I gave my hand
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3/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those fur-bearing Mennonites...(prose)
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5/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever you were, and are, on slant streets
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3/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heavy to lift the sky in Oregon
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3/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It would be wise to winter in the summer of a sea
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3/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calling little up far from cold
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3/29/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When rain goes downward where it can thru the grass
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3/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are lands so evil that even the sheriffs a villain
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3/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I shaded my forehead I held that land
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3/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going into the thing carefully
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3/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even a furtive heroism can burn
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3/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fold in; do not be too demanding. Only given fruit will jell.
|
3/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beginning before, there are new thanksgivings
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3/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind on the carven race, past Boise
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3/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever played the sinuous drops of the river
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3/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why did we want to stilt and yellow-stare
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3/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the light when evening fails
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3/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who put their palms together
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3/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place we have is a little place
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3/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is easy to walk over frosty ground
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4/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I defended the Tillamook Burn as beautiful
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4/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coherence: in this kind of broken sky
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4/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The land up north no-one would call easy land
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4/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.66 | "Worlds Judgment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little seers, I am about to give you a bang
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4/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A part of the earth, a mound
|
4/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking his from the station (story)
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4/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The closest I can come to being you
|
4/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The earth is only my favorite star
|
4/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow pain down the spiral way
|
4/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding my cup for the new wine
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5/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the farther land, one step beyond style
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5/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Style goes off a cliff
|
5/9/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.69 | "New Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To spin around the world in this kind of room
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5/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.70 | "Medical Research"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These cold ways into heart sounds
|
5/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.71 | "Green Mansions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listening leaves guard the continent
|
6/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.72 | "Green Mansions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listening leaves guard the continent
|
6/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A jungle that speaks bird sounds, trees that care
|
6/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The singing child who found what we must find:
|
6/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.73 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Heavy to lift is the sky in Oregon
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.74 | "Green Mansions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the actual rain
|
6/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The parasite I bring, the chance
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6/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sleeping of the stars will finally win
|
6/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a certain kind of world which would have birds in it
|
6/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing the temporary comments, the axe
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5/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.76 | "Falling of the Snow Between"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The arm that lifts my hand was not my arm
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5/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.76 | "Falling of the Snow Between"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sleeping of the stars will finally win
|
5/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If there could be coherence in the life
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3/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.77 | "Falling of the Snow Between"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sleeping of the stars will finally win
|
4/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.78 | "Falling of the Snow Between"
Typed draft.
First line: The sleeping of the stars will finally win
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.79 | "Falling of the Snow Between"
Typed draft.
First line: The sleeping of the stars will finally win
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.80 | "Falling of the Snow Between"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Identity. Where? The arm that can
|
5/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.80 | "Prose intro, ends We live in an occupied
country (Berky)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reader, you and I are starting on a long journey alone
|
5/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves that listen hear the sun
|
5/10/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing the sun into its place
|
5/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.82 | "In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In will be, all will be in
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5/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems that many things are happening
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5/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long I have known how it is (prose?)
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6/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Atlantic is article by a woman (story)
|
7/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.85 | "Grave of Daniel Boone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaving snake skin
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6/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.85 | ""
Handwritten draft.
First line: I name this rocket Away
|
6/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.86 | "Grave of Daniel Boone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Foot the hour. Sun will break this trail
|
6/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.86 | "Grave of Daniel Boone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow that hand going back
|
6/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.87 | "Grave of Daniel Boone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the evening when the quail
|
6/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.88 | "At the KlamathBerry Festival"
Typed draft.
First line: I envied him the places where he hadnt been
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.89 | "Project"
Typed draft.
First line: From up where beavers hold the river together (prose)
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.90 | "Project"
Typed draft.
First line: From up where beavers hold the river together (poem)
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My own mistakes have brought this perfect evasion-experience
|
2/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of what paid in any ordinary
|
2/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime at a tangent
|
2/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across a room some call
|
7/17/1953 |
Box: 2 | 55.92 | "For the Grave of Daniel Boone
Tapestry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going over the velvet falls
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6/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fall as any single and fragile went alone
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6/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lavish in the last
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6/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.94 | "B.C."
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was to find places bigger than their lives could
comprehend
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6/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.94 | "B.C."
Handwritten draft.
First line: In closed canyons by the glass-walled earth
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6/13/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.94 | "B.C."
Handwritten draft.
First line: The seed that met water spoke a little name
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6/13/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thaw in Alaska Shy icebergs in the inland channel
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6/11/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.95 | "At the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little drops of water
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6/12/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.96 | "B.C."
Typed draft.
First line: The seed that met water spoke a little name
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.97 | "Green Mansions"
Typed draft.
First line: Listening leaves guard the continent
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6/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.98 | "Project"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From up where beavers hold the river together
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6/9/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day looking out from the earth
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7/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where were they really going, the pioneers?
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7/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.101 | "Message"
Typed draft.
First line: Once in a wood by where I was walking
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.102 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I name this rocket Away.
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.103 | "Natural Scenes"
Typed draft.
First line: Pictures of how it is when you breathe
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day should come straight at our state
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was hitchhiking a nurse going home (story)
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I might as well be wise
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Start with any pup that cringes
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.105 | "On Bravery without...."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost at the time of Coeur de Lion
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.106 | "On Bravery without..."
Typed draft.
First line: Lost at the time of Coeur de Lion (7/55)
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.106 | "New Time"
Typed draft.
First line: To spin around the world in this kind of room
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.107 | "On Bravery without Intelligence: the Toad as
Coeur de Lion"
Typed draft.
First line: Lost at the time of Coeur de Lion (7/55)
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who weave rattan
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7/8/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In science and math we may wait... (prose, 2 sides)
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How small you were
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7/11/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The field learning summer
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7/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was the day we vectored in
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7/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that footfall at the end of the longest Main Street
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7/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I follow the straightest little bird
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7/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No leaf knew how still it was
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7/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.112 | "Narrative with vector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it is time for talk
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7/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.113 | "Natural Scenes"
Typed draft.
First line: Pictures of how it is when you breathe
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.114 | "Message"
Typed draft.
First line: Once in a wood by where I was walking
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.115 | "Willa Cather"
Typed draft.
First line: Far west at night below brittle stars
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.116 | "Natural Scenes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pictures of how it is when you breathe
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7/3/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing suitcases of undeclared goods
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7/2/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.117 | "I bring this back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mine is one vote, discredited
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7/2/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the silent ice they are wise
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7/2/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That day the flowers did not move
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7/2/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.118 | "Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once in a wood by where I was walking
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7/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.119 | "Deer Stolen"
Typed draft.
First line: Deer have stood around our house
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.120 | "Deer Stolen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deer have stood around our house
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8/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There must be one - some wisest
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9/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the woods that I leave to be festival
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8/22/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: More and more like the river
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8/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Child who summered your every day
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8/22/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So much whispering in the halls
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8/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Valleys take the roll of the earth and remember it
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8/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In August at noon grapes hold units of dark
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8/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.124 | "Strokes Paralytic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The left side of her world is gone
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8/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trucks are tiring the city
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8/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.125 | "Strokes Paralytic"
Typed draft.
First line: The left side of her world is gone (8/55)
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.125 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: More and more like the rivers (8/55)
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The visitor in the refrigerator
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8/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is true that there was something
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8/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbing out of the sound of those instruments
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8/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In little circles that people make
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8/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With my coffee pot I back into a little office
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8/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The air will come behind the wind
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8/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of this dirt, oak swirl
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8/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.128 | "Erie Canal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By these ways plod men were here before
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8/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pioneers on their fading trip
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8/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lace my vision sends
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8/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The brain of the cloud the lightning
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8/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are inside something
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9/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning the edge of north toward the great assertion
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9/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The otherness of other people
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9/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To stop things in the wild world
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9/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.132 | "Winter Orchard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the bereaved orchard
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9/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.133 | "Ice-Fishing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the night comes I will plunge my hand
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9/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crouching in the old Haines, hearing... (story)
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9/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.134 | "Ice Fishing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not thinking other than what the hand does
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9/26/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because diamonds are in the earth
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9/27/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a bird that sang one time
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9/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To work and sing or talk to myself
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9/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But now - meeting the eye ray
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9/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the rocks the sea commands surf scorned
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9/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Following anyone right
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9/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird in the captured plane
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9/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.137 | "Interrogation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever cool halls cross, in the shade
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9/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.137 | "Sayings from the Northern Ice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reverse derievd from what the woman says
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9/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.138 | "Sayings from the Northern Ice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun asks the earth for help to get up
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9/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.138 | "Sayings from the Northern Ice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind has buried bear skulls in valleys north of here
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9/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today the restoration comes
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9/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ideal for listening, afraid enough to cringe
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9/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two cries in the night have broken parallel
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9/11/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What a terrible force the truth is!
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9/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A flow of willows is my hope of heaven
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9/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that bespoken, all that retreated wisdom
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9/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The West has accidentally surprised our past
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9/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Straight south, at the end of our street, in
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10/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reconstruct is chart. Call it swag--
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10/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw how kind they were by the telephone wires
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10/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.142 | "I followed a trail hounds lost some years
ago)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody wanted to come to this town
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10/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ask where we will, it is things that answer
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10/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the Cordilleras that go beyond fog
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10/31/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These are jumps - near
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10/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Noble but less committed men
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10/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though murder is old, the world transforms
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10/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.145 | "German Shepherd"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maple infront of elm unsteady from storms
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10/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are allegiances the census missed
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10/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little birds by chance that have been mine
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10/25/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Laugh at some requirements
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10/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.146 | "It Is the Time You Think"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A moose walks miles to grow up
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10/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.146 | "It Is the Time You Think"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In their silent cars I met the newest hunters
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10/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.147 | "It Is the Time You Think"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So red their jackets were and bright their guns
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10/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was far from the buckskin monuments
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10/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.147 | "It Is the Time You Think"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deaf to process, alive only to ends
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10/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.147 | "It Is the Time You Think"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the country where Lincoln lived
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10/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bonfire staccato in the wind
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10/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard my ear. It was weakening
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10/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The smart remark that hjas no consequence
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10/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A piece of literature that deserves. to last... I, II, III
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10/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A piece of literature that deserves to endure... IV
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10/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a footfall in our lives at night
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10/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a footfall in my life at night
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10/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A jet plane turned the town
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10/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The herds turning upwind are finding
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10/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Person secret about something (story)
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10/1/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That serious face stands for a far-off sound
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11/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the sun could find a color
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12/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we do know - let it trundle
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11/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The folks at Blennerhassett would have charged
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11/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.157 | "Quiet Hour"
Typed draft.
First line: It is in candle stillness wise
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.158 | "Gunnison"
Typed draft.
First line: Down that wind from heights through desperate air
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.159 | "Remembering Upward"
Typed draft.
First line: Fistfuls of winter flung at our window
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.160 | "Flight from Denver"
Typed draft.
First line: Time is over that pass
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.161 | "At the NCTE Meeting, NYC, November
1955"
Typed draft.
First line: Trying to act out what really was wrong with the place
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.162 | "At the NCTE Meeting..."
Typed draft.
First line: Trying to act out what really was wrong with the place
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.163 | "Recognizing Corn"
Typed draft.
First line: Come home you nuns whose robes have touched the corn
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.164 | "Corn Chant"
Typed draft.
First line: Come home you nuns whose robes have touched the corn
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.165 | "Corn Chant"
Typed draft.
First line: Come home you nuns...
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.166 | "Corn Chant"
Typed draft.
First line: Of all the cornfields meant our town was wary
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.167 | "Corn Chant"
Typed draft.
First line: Come home you nuns...
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.167 | "To the North Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: Inhale is from the world
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.168 | "At the NEA Meeting..."
Typed draft.
First line: Trying to act out what really was wrong with the place
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.169 | "Now Hear Me Here Recognizing
Corn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of all the cornfield meant our town was wary
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11/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.170 | "At the NCTE Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were people there as honestly awkward as I
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11/29/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.170 | "A serious face...)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Probably somewhere backward, by light of a candle
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11/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe all we see we see backward
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11/29/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe really to save me there is only one place in the world
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11/29/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.171 | "At the NCTE Meeting..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fundamental story, fundamental act
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11/29/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.171 | "To the North Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inhale is from the world
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11/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.171 | "Recognizing Corn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But part of my allegiance is with corn
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11/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.172 | "When We Looked Back"
Typed draft.
First line: The most present of all the watchers where we camped
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.173 | "Platos Thought But the Decisions of
Aristotle"
Typed draft.
First line: I have no wide kings, never will
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4/6/1956 |
Box: 2 | 55.174 | "Anything Blue"
Typed draft.
First line: Lurking in time, the cobalt boat came out
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.175 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Typed draft.
First line: I do tricks in order to know
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.176 | "Men Dream a Machine to Dream Their
Dreams"
Typed draft.
First line: The cardinal is singing over the street
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.177 | "Final Report"
Typed draft.
First line: The two parts of the sky, broken to possible halves
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3/15/1956 |
Box: 2 | 55.178 | "In Atlantis"
Typed draft.
First line: There was no one to manage the sky
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.179 | "In Tangible Hell"
Typed draft.
First line: Those whose lives are a campaign
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.180 | "Life More Various Than Low"
Typed draft.
First line: Town turning to look at yourself on the hill
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They looked light but fell fast
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11/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.182 | "To the North Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So it is to the North Wind I consign--
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11/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That burden, then, whatever it is, accept
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11/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think how it becomes - more dun, more pale
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11/28/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.183 | "To the North Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever that at the moment comes
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11/14/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.184 | "To the North Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Owner of the field he lordly strides
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11/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.184 | "Quiet Hour and To the North Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When cold came closer to the candle
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11/16/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.185 | "Lecture"
Typed draft.
First line: Out the window take this look
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stanley Pargellian, Librarian (address)
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.187 | "Flight from Denver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time is over that pass
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11/9/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.188 | "Gunnison The Job Not Taken"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knife divides that valley
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11/11/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dark I need the light
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11/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Abroad here, not holding places assigned at home
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11/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.189 | "Enisled by Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Enisled by fear I watch that sky
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11/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.190 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The wealth of spite I owned in my home town
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.190 | "Remembered Upward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fistfuls of winter flung at our window
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1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How silently into its arms
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11/17/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.191 | "Quiet Hour"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand in candle stillness wise
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11/18/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My vote goes with the universe; this place is dead
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11/11/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly it is the bystanders
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11/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This iris is the home of light
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11/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes of hazel, wide askance
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11/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I would honor the world in some common way
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11/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A selective current, a complex pace
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11/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Catching that hand not striking anyone
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11/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is that absolute
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11/5/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the railroad now and then - flare
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11/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The disorganized hills of Pennsylvania
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11/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange as up and down the new people
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11/4/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life here is lived by pieces of plan
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12/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.197 | "Dreamer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charging in the train across Utah
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12/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down to gloried beginnings
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12/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting from far enough away to achieve harmony
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12/30/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When he was sitting in a friends living room
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12/24/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What got out of the picture?
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12/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cheetah charges the farthest game
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12/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.200 | "Dreamer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gathered animals writhing on the ark
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12/23/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.201 | "Listening the Hours"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listening the hours and missing snow
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12/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.202 | "Leavetaking"
Typed draft.
First line: Folders of apologies in the filing cabinets
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To hold thru Christmas year by year
|
12/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.203 | "Kids"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heft their little bodies
|
12/21/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.204 | "Times Exile"
Typed draft.
First line: From all encounters vintages ensue
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The seeing at any cost, at least seeing
|
12/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain exact phrases monster our talk
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12/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Men get in a fight about who will be Santa / Criminal hides as
Santa (story ideas)
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12/20/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the travel gear is my possession
|
12/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long I intended to cope with all details
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12/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The soft, the inner-taking of events
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12/19/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recently I find myself needing... (page of prose)
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12/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night at Winger Auditorium... (page of prose)
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12/15/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.209 | "View from Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Antarctica drooping their little shoulders
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12/13/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night I touched an instant
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12/9/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.211 | "Enisled by Fear"
Typed draft.
First line: In the dark I need the light
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.212 | "At the NCTE Meeting..."
Typed draft.
First line: Trying to act out what really was wrong with the place
|
1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawned from a past, wide faces go by me
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12/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One on the cardboard streets
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12/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are beaches moving on the coast
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12/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waves will never find again
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12/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.215 | "Times Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My unreal errands, once the sun goes down
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12/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.215 | "Times Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From all encounters vintages ensue
|
12/7/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pans in the kitchen hang above the register
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12/6/1955 |
Box: 2 | 55.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I can let this town hurt me
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12/6/1955 |
Box: 3 | 56.1 | "Study, Meditate, Pray"
Typed draft.
First line: On that retroactive road
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.1 | "Robin at a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: A robin at a time
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.2 | "Lost Colony"
Typed draft.
First line: Waiting for help, they held on in Roanoke
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.2 | "Dreamer"
Typed draft.
First line: Charging in the train across Utah
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.3 | "On the Glass Ice"
Typed draft.
First line: It was time. Arriving at Long Lake the storm
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.4 | "Poet Bites Job"
Typed draft.
First line: The wisest thing after the wisdom of time
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.5 | "Tree at Home"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt very far, place to place
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.6 | "On an Early Picture of the
College"
Typed draft.
First line: Sentiment, or some other kind of ivy, wont let
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.7 | "Quiet and Steady"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet and steady as a mound-builders mound
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.8 | "Poet Bites Job"
Typed draft.
First line: The wisest thing after the wisdom of time
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.9 | "Wuthering Heights"
Typed draft.
First line: The wise mans home is in little pieces
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.10 | "In Public Tombs"
Typed draft.
First line: In public tombs where heroes lie
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.11 | "Homeward The Tree at Home"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt very far, place to place
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.12 | "Sing the Child"
Typed draft.
First line: How small you were, my child
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.13 | "Returned to Say"
Typed draft.
First line: Dawn like a rock after night of only opinion
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.14 | "Professor at the Game"
Typed draft.
First line: By lending at need all over I spend
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.15 | "In April Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: Defenceless in the April woods
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.16 | "Professor at the Game"
Typed draft.
First line: By lending at need all over, I spend
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.17 | "Along the Hoe Handle"
Typed draft.
First line: Along the hoe handle I often gaze
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4/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.18 | "In April Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: Defenceless in the April woods
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.19 | "Summer Will Rise"
Typed draft.
First line: Summer will rise till the houses fear
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.20 | "Not Policy, but Love"
Typed draft.
First line: Regarding river lights
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.21 | "Move to California"
Typed draft.
First line: In the crept hours on our street
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.22 | "Sing the Child"
Typed draft.
First line: How small you were, my child --
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.23 | "Anything Blue"
Typed draft.
First line: Lurking in time, the cobalt boat came out
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.24 | "Final Report"
Typed draft.
First line: The rockets invite themselves rsvp
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.25 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The cardinal is singing over the street
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.26 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Typed draft.
First line: I do tricks in order to know
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.27 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Typed draft.
First line: Making my home in vertigo
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.28 | "Sauvies Island"
Typed draft.
First line: Some years ago I first hunted on Sauvies Island
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.29 | "On Being Invited to a Testimonial
Dinner"
Typed draft.
First line: I am a trained and quiet intellectual
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.30 | "On Being Invited..."
Typed draft.
First line: I am a trained and quiet intellectual
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.31 | "He Wrote in the Dust"
Typed draft.
First line: How solid and free like grains of sand
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.32 | "He Wrote in the Dust"
Typed draft.
First line: Solid and free as grains of sand
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.33 | "No One Who Hears Trusts Words"
Typed draft.
First line: No one who hears words can learn
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.34 | "Stray Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: In the center of the intersection
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3/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.35 | "Encounter"
Typed draft.
First line: In the bright wind from the fields today
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.36 | "Totem"
Typed draft.
First line: The sum of all swirls--and I was born
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.37 | "Reliant"
Typed draft.
First line: If I were lost in space I would choose a way
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.38 | "On Quitting a Little College"
Typed draft.
First line: By footworn boards, by steps
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.39 | "Father Marquette"
Typed draft.
First line: Going down, putting the serious question
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.40 | "At the U.N."
Typed draft.
First line: Among what the good world speakers were saying
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.41 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Typed draft.
First line: The desert it needs possesses my eyes
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.41 | "Fall Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: Pods of summer crowd around the door
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.42 | "Fallow"
Typed draft.
First line: All of it was airs end land
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.43 | "Are My Hands Real?"
Typed draft.
First line: Coming across a track
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.44 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The victims of their brilliance
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.45 | "At the U.N."
Typed draft.
First line: Among what the good world speakers were uttering
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.46 | "For Tippy"
Typed draft.
First line: Faint bells from the college will sound over the knell
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.47 | "Totem"
Typed draft.
First line: The sum of all swirls--and I was born
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.47 | "Sauvies Island"
Typed draft.
First line: Some years ago I first hunted on Sauvies Island
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.47 | "Summer Will Rise"
Typed draft.
First line: Summer will rise till the houses fear
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.48 | "Myself When Younger"
Typed draft.
First line: With my news nose and blotting paper eyes
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.49 | "School I Just Built for You"
Typed draft.
First line: In the right place, for reasons too hard to tell
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.50 | "Story of When Daddy Was a Boy"
Typed draft.
First line: At the end of the furrow the trembling legs of horses
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.51 | "Robin at a Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robin at a time
|
1/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.51 | "Lost Colony"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting from help they journeyed to Roanoke
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1/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.52 | "Quiet and Steady"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quiet and steady as a mound-builders mound
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1/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the walk of a quiet man
|
1/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is discovered, Coleridges cone / of sand
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1/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I said and what you said
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1/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The accustomed place, then the call
|
1/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because this is the place
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1/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.54 | "Study, Meditate, Pray"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By part and part achieve
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1/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.55 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the crept hours on our street
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1/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because they live the tides
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1/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knowing is for many things;/feeling is for one thing
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1/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the black tread, the next years of our town
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1/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.57 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Getting up, still mittened by sleep, I stand
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1/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Symmetry was my shadow. Wild it went
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1/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Imposing false pride on the rest
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1/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.59 | "In Public Tombs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In public tombs where heroes lie
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1/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.60 | "Wuthering Heights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wise mans home is in little pieces
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1/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the streams become and in their banks
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1/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the rock, many tunnels
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1/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.61 | "In Public Tombs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the tomb where heroes lie
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1/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever slanting thing I have to do
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1/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.62 | "Sayings from the Northern Ice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sled runners cannot decide to join
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1/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is near to be in the world together
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1/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.63 | "Poet Bites Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wisest thing, after the wisdom of time
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1/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.64 | "Music by Candlelight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our country doesnt like us to forget
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1/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Symmetry is my shadow. Wild it went
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1/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From their height the soldiers
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1/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.65 | "Leavetaking On Quitting?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Folders of apologies in the filing cabinets
|
1/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just the same, one at a time, separate
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1/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.66 | "On the Glass Ice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was time. Arriving a Long Lake the storm
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1/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.67 | "My Case Against Kansas / Manchester College
On an Early Picture of the College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sentiment, or some other kind of ivy, wont let
|
1/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No man is going to come, no god
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1/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beavers. with all of their foolish successes
|
1/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not even put out wings
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1/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: North of Alamagordo...(page of prose)
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1/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Contrite
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1/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.70 | "Not Policy, but Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Regarding river lights
|
1/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.71 | "Summer Will Rise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer will rise till the houses fear
|
1/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the town where winter will come
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1/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What wild hands will reach for us?
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1/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: David Copperfield... (page of prose)
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2/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.73 | "In Atlantis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was no one to manage the sky
|
2/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.74 | "On Being Invited to a Testimonial
Dinner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am a furred and quiet intellectual
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2/21/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flow of this any place
|
2/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.76 | "Intellectual Rat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dark room I inhabit I know out
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2/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But when there are obstructions I flow by
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2/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every face of all the world
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2/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That island is gone where birds found
|
2/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anger of things is not known
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2/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the white wind from the earth today
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2/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I will hope in the dust, as all dusty lands have been
religious
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2/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From yesterday, with what it meant
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2/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the spring there comes the hour when it is almost--
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2/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say Gandhi would not change his looks
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2/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I will write carefully here in the dust
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2/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As long as this dust will drift and lie
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2/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As if it is a struggle
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2/18/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.82 | "Sauvies Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sauvies Island was off the path, except for game
|
2/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do not let me think we know many things
|
2/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.83 | "Reliant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I were lost in space I would choose a way
|
2/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not by daylight, turning suddenly west from the porch
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2/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We open our eyes in the dark
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2/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Data for how we should become outward...(p. of prose)
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2/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Events and things have two kinds of relations (prose)
|
2/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught sometimes, we have stopped
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2/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.87 | "Churches"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going more clearly than any alley
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2/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.88 | "Scenes at Yaddo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fountain of the music
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2/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: About ready. Here, about ready
|
2/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.89 | "Trace, My Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trace, my dog, the hand a wind puts on your nose
|
2/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Break-window hail, or a night that does not breathe
|
2/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold as the bells might be
|
2/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything offered is conquered by those who love it
|
2/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She tried to save by her great anger (story)
|
2/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place that sang me over twenty years
|
2/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Having time and the broad track
|
2/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.92 | "Myself when Younger"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With my news nose and blotting paper eyes
|
3/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.93 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Making my home in vertigo
|
3/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I go back, and then it comes--
|
3/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Town turning to look at itself on the hill
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3/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.95 | "To Tangible Hell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking separate in the hall
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3/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The boy who would not leave home
|
3/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The two parts of the sky
|
3/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All things that are fast we do
|
3/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the center of the intersection
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3/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.97 | "Prairie Town Hutchinson, Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a river under that whole town
|
3/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fourteen days in June were the last
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3/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.98 | "Good Boy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He held three spans of lightning
|
3/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In definite limbs that pour
|
3/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.99 | "No One Who Trusts Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one who hears words can learn
|
3/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.100 | "On Quitting a Little College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By footworn boards, by steps
|
3/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Absent pictures, this blank I pass to you
|
3/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The two parts of the sky
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3/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just being the possible
|
3/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first pioneer and the first axe
|
3/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.102 | "Final Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rocket invites itself rsvp
|
3/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Both hold the light. It is in the change from slow
|
3/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.104 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I turn and follow under the house
|
3/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe hearing shakes even a mountain
|
3/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On that shell, on the field, over the sunset
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3/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clinker, fill
|
3/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one could dream that hard
|
3/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.107 | "Anything Blue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lurking in Time, the cobalt boat came out
|
3/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.107 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Making my home in vertigo
|
3/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The meeting each wild beast
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3/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For wise to get right, officials pose
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3/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.109 | "Totem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My confederate among the animals
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3/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.109 | "Father Marquette"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going down, putting the serious canoe
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3/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.110 | "Quakers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By wearing a black shirt, by walking in the alley
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3/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the right place, for reasons too hard to tell
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4/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person goes from friend to friend (story)
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3/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.111 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard the well bucket strike something soft in the dark
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3/18/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.111 | "Anything Blue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The long boat that was cobalt
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3/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The demon that takes my hand/when I take pen to write
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3/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.112 | "With My Crowbar Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I want to give is more than a trick (prose)
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3/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Total arrival as the hours go by
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3/21/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because they are finding all gestures flat
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3/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the tracks of diesels that tilt with mountains
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3/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Read these few words by firelight, and eyes back of the page
remember
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4/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.115 | "Returned to Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And whenever I face north a lost Cree
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4/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.115 | "Along the Hoe Handle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the hoe handle at the sacrament
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4/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the pay in being a bird
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4/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We plot in our veins the vacancy
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4/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.116 | "Returned to Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By remote shores the trillion tries of spring
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4/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For dawn like a rock, after night of only opinion
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4/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sand has begun to cut the sill
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4/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking toward the step that will be the way
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4/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Edges of knowing lace out
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4/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have no wide kings, never will
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4/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing the place over sights of a rifle
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4/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So far
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4/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden off, that looked slow slant
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4/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night lights in quiet houses
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4/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.121 | "At the U.N."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among what great speakers were uttering that day
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At places the wind still flutters over
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.121 | "For Tippy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we saw Tippy run over (prose)
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.122 | "For Tippy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the speech teachers house
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4/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.122 | "At the U.N."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among what the great world speakers were uttering
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.123 | "Farm on the Great Plain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The telephone line is cold
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4/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.124 | "Farm on the Great Plain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hello, is Mother at home?
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4/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The victims of their brilliance
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5/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.125 | "Farm on the Great Plain"
Typed draft.
First line: A telephone line is cold
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.125 | "For Tippy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faint bells from the college will sound over the knoll
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.126 | "Farm on the Great Plain"
Typed draft.
First line: A telephone line goes cold
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.127 | "Along the Hoe Handle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A great success might abandon the hoe
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4/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My look at what comes toward me
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4/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.128 | "In April Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I knelt by the skeleton in the hickory wood
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4/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the rivers and out into the prairie
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4/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.128 | "Along the Hoe Handle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the hoe handle I often gaze
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4/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finding corduroy in the way of this direction
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4/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All we saw together has been ever since a sign
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4/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where water slides and bubbles bounce behind the rocks
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4/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On places the wind will flutter over
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4/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going back, never challenging anything here
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4/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.131 | "In April Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Defenseless in the April woods
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4/21/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.131 | "In April Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are so many bones about, thin, white
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4/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.132 | "At the U.N."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the great speakers today
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4/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From you to me by subter-phone
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4/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The house he has, brick
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4/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Representing certain distances
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5/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only curves in the foreground
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5/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the not-here changes to here
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5/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the late train
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5/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By watching only cliches
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5/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking along I feel only rein
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5/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Broncos tho brief are wild
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5/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have turned a corner, and pushing on
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5/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.137 | "Are My Hands Real?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming across the track
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5/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the little dreams of China cups
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5/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To the real degree on the dial
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5/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes even today the old war strikes me
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5/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every slow train on a lateral line
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5/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Secret emblems dent the air
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5/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.140 | "ByThe Snake River}, contd."
Handwritten draft.
First line: It and its accompanying desert possess my eyes
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5/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river a star could swim in
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5/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.140 | "Things Made of Little Arcs West of Your
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The shape of game fish progresses down
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5/18/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.141 | "Fallow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fields disced, lived, owned by Mr. Fallow
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5/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.141 | "Fallow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Much of this is just airs and land
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5/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.142 | "By the Snake River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say every drop in the Snake remembers Jackson Hole
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5/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight some star changed course
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5/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are my own people
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5/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way things have managed to be
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5/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We wave in here, wagging pencils
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5/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh close, and the serious wine
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5/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ever in spring like this more richly forgotten
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5/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow trains, on tracks away from the mainline
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5/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They disc away clods and thistle brooms
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5/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.145 | "Fall Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pods of summer crowd around the door
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5/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bite in a state may be any slant
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5/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By sparks we think and then the air
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5/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dorothy, coming little way into the door
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5/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The whirling maple seeds
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5/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the country our doctor closed his door on
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5/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.148 | "At the Klamath Berry Festival (prose version)
Late Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doctor wonders about berry ceremony (story)
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5/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.148 | "Willa Cather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far as the night goes, brittle as the stars
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5/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.148 | "By the Snake River"
Typed draft.
First line: They have sent me out in these desert places
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.149 | "At the Klamath Berry Festival (prose
version)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying to tell how it was at the root and berry ceremony
(story)
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5/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.149 | "Wolf on the Little Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray woman fires up... (story)
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5/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Much the most serious wine
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5/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Representing certain distances
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5/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.151 | "Schoolhouse in the Flood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The story of the mile (story)
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6/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fall the dry leaves made a lonesome sound
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6/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So many acres made a claim
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6/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coercive prejudices of emphatic men
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6/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you will commute from deliberate
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6/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By being lost I hear a bath of root
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we can stay lost the little birds will feed us
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.154 | "Story of when Daddy Was a Boy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of the furrow the trembling legs of horses
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.155 | "Near the Super Market"
Typed draft.
First line: I stared after him, him humming Danny Boy
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.156 | "Before Anyone Spoke"
Typed draft.
First line: Before anyone spoke
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.157 | "Think of the Miles We Left"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of the miles we left
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.158 | "Through the Aquarium, Goggle All"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the way we feel things--never sure
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.159 | "Move to California"
Typed draft.
First line: Those who wear green glasses through Nevada
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.160 | "Move to California"
Typed draft.
First line: Gasoline makes game scarce
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To this gray evening, Raymond Crown
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6/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In sunlight on our porch my father came
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6/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sparrows have scored on every magnificence
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6/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say in the north Eskimos leave one flame
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6/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All tangent folk who test your welfare
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6/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing the things I say, I grow afraid
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6/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traveling through summer we found a town with trees
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6/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.164 | "Joaquin Murietta"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In quiet streets behind adobe walls
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6/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By distribution things are easy
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6/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the thorn tree estimates my worth
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6/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.165 | "Clash?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No strategy would do
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6/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not until today, or maybe yesterday, did the minnows return
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6/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.167 | "To a Book Donor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the certain shade of our sun goes down
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6/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.168 | "From Point Lookout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Paul Bunyans eyes took blocks of scenery
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6/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.169 | "Tornado Named Torque"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into Torque by virtue of place
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6/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How bland the pond gave back repose
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6/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not very many triumphantly announced ridicules
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6/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.170 | "Clash"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The butcher knife is there
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6/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running for miles on moonlight nights
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6/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt iron that hits, nor what calls out
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6/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.173 | "Hudson River Vistas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pride of Mohawks, their under-scalps all whiskied
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6/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dance that firs make from a height
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6/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That we have lived, if it be a gift
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6/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The circle of the pines, green memory
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6/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.174 | "Churches"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In their invented stillness
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6/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.175 | "Scenes at Yaddo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fountain of the music with head bowed in the music
room
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6/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Penultimate poet with antepenultimate poetess
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6/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn to face your friend, the danger
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6/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyones face coming toward a mist
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6/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Penultimate poet with anti-penultimate poetess
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6/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.177 | "Grand Central Station"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Commissars are images in a railroad station
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6/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dark I form the room
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6/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you know what you could have had?
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6/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On our way somewhere we sat at this table
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6/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people may have plenty of room (prose comment)
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6/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mustard plant, water weed hid Blackhawk
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6/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I would see the campfire go down
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6/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You think no one should ask a better chance
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6/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it should happen that God should select you
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6/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dog caught in fence in current (story)
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6/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.183 | "Panoramas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Authority of space, deer trail amazement
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6/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as a garden we find our places
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6/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The things that must be done.... (prose)
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6/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.186 | "Chief Dull Knifes Band"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evangelist by silence, the upper plains
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6/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.186 | "Chief Dull Knifes Band"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I saw the peak surrender in the dark
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6/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.186 | "Chief Dull Knifes Band"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across the pass by dark surrender of the snow
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6/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.187 | "Chief Dull Knifes Band"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night against the blanket faces came excitement
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6/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.187 | "Chief Dull Knifes Band"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All peaks had surrendered
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6/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place by the door scraped away in the stone
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6/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place Im going is rock and high. / Sunset land
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6/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying if something real is there to hit against
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6/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few people Ive known knew I had to talk
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6/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Probably these miles are my reason
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6/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you look at your name -- you were a baby
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6/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The money of your life and the money of mine
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6/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.191 | "I Will Remember the Ways"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along Sunday morning streets
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6/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.192 | "Representing Far Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steep roads diverge. The ones I follow
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6/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.193 | "Ceremony"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the second finger of my right hand
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6/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.194 | "Ceremony"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the river my blood flowed on
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6/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.194 | "Representing Far Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the canoe wilderness branches wait for winter
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6/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.195 | "Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the merciful pace of knowing in tentative lands
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.195 | "Idaho"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where clouds on the horizon maybe are something else
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you passed our house in a hurry
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.196 | "Traveling through the Dark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traveling in the dark I found a deer
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6/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.197 | "Augerer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around this cold, around this bright rock
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6/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see these feet, these hands
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6/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A child walking came over the water
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6/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.200 | "Life Among the Artists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You that jostle: meet my friend Little Cactus
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6/21/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The things we do not go to see define
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6/21/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.202 | "Beach Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touched and forgiven--in stories this happens
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6/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not ready to attack, nor assert, nor even know
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7/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.204 | "Definition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loping is a kind of awkward run, in a country
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7/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shipshape, dovetail, overlap--I saw the bricklayer
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7/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.205 | "Oregon Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We pull our little town around us, talking
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7/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: About a year before he died... (story)
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7/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: express so well... (story continued)
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7/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Send it out to... (story continued)
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7/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: so that my father couldnt see her face (story conclusion)
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7/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came out of the country without any things for feet
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7/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have come toward a stillness
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7/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The quiet sleeper
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7/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In country with white roads
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7/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking the hollow court. Toward (page of prose)
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7/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we find, while we leave, we wonder
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7/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.212 | "How to Live in California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After it begins to not hurt more faster
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7/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray morning cruel to color and yet
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7/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in the hate that serves me
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7/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People fill fields where trees or corn
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8/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.214 | "Shelley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He found the shadows far things give
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8/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.215 | "Current"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking down the street accepting
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8/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up into summer congealed by my hurry
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8/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.215 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gasoline makes game scarce
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8/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.216 | "Through the aquarium, goggle all"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the way we feel things--never sure
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8/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hands are for giving. Roads
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8/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before anyone spoke
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8/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.218 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wearing dark glasses across Nevada
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8/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.219 | "Like a stray javelin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the new market the glance
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8/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be there, the breath in that room I left
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8/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.220 | "On Penitencia Creek?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The walls on every side but one
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8/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way the world would be, more like a star
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8/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By being sure in one night
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8/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.221 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who wear green glasses thru Nevada
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8/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hills come high for glacier mind
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8/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way to France is not this road
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8/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If all the fleas in California
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8/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My country is with me
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8/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: O crowding for that road for the wasteland
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8/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How single any day is
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8/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be hard to get me to consider overtime
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8/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smaller dogs tell their legs to trot
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8/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the names for trouble
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8/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now the spotted ponies have trampled
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8/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why churches back walls in silence
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8/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of the miles between here and happiness (8/56)
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.228 | "Walking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where your feet go down in the real help
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8/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that steady coast and gray mountains
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8/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How faint of me to find my spring by leaves
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8/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cousins of the shells we find
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8/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: California is trying, the land, the trees
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8/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A foghorn sank a ship
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8/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The many towns day finds
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.233 | "Move to California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of the miles we left (8/56)
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Daisies cannot close their eyes (8/56)
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we talked our pattern out
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8/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thru the dark, now you are gone
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8/30/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You will go away some time. Listen: the bees will hum
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8/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have seen them, have gone
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8/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On this listening star
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8/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I forgot in the clods
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9/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.237 | "Fedora Foreigner Near the Super
Market"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dark hat of a man with
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9/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward earth, toward the wild earth
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9/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we found a corner even the storm couldnt find
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9/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.238 | "Races"
Typed draft.
First line: In the tribute lane on the Camino
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.239 | "Little Ways That Encourage Good
Fortune"
Typed draft.
First line: Wisdom is having things right in your life
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.240 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Teachers begin by pushing the subject matter
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.241 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Thinking hard enough to see the back of my head
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Having run out on the flat
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9/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the first range are little fields
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9/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends most restored by second thought
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9/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across the path where I glanced at pathed women
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9/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If mountains held back or came near
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9/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watch the dust bound nowhere
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9/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our willingness for enemies
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9/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Built up behind us culture
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9/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By being sure in one night/I could cross to the wild place
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9/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across water, thru shadow, on Friday--
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9/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.247 | "Keats Letters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slope above the words
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9/16/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning approximate to what should happen (prose p.)
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9/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone who speaks of time
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9/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.250 | "Medieval Scene"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years of moonlight wore England into the shell
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9/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends of mine have other friends
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9/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saving the moonlight, we have put it
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9/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lines going toward each other. I wake and put
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9/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the rivers came in they built missions
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9/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am in the faculty club. They begin on the school
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9/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hail for weather, fire for a friend
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9/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this years traffic wheels arent enough
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9/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Asking questions and then meeting the fastest
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9/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crawling toward lint on the rug
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9/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knowing listener goes inward
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9/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The correct errors that participation requires
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10/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many said the army that burned the farms
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10/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.257 | "Star in the Hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A star hit the hills above our house
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10/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things touch where they are by being there
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10/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The honesty of every flaw--
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10/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the ease and flame of their horses
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10/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.259 | "Word for Mr Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going out to put a hand on the frame
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10/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.259 | "Word for Mr. Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People you meet when you are tired
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10/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.260 | "Word for Mr. Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Say you get tired
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10/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For those who have helped me
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10/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Overtures to the sky, fingernails along the blackboard
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10/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In shock the water drops from here
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10/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In order to find ourselves
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10/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cedar trees and the cypress all over the mountain
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10/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In order to film every bouncy gesture
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10/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading your actions without a glossary
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10/8/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The things you touch or go away from--
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10/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not true that finesse will win,
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10/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.264 | "Star in the Hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A star hit in the hills behind our house
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10/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.265 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Teachers cant present just a subject matter
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.265 | "Little Ways that Encourage Good
Fortune"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wisdom is having things right in your life
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10/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the rich mans pocket
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10/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.266 | "Races"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An Indian girl driving a Chevy this morning on the Camino
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10/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.267 | "Races"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the tribute lane on the Camino
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10/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The farm we want to farm/is in the rich mans pocket
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10/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.268 | "Star in the Hills"
Typed draft.
First line: A star hit in the hills behind our house
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10/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.269 | "Word for Mr Wordsworth"
Typed draft.
First line: Going out to put a hand on the doorframe
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kit: (page of prose)
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10/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earthquake faults with shadows
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10/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone can know
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10/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The burning of one candle every night
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10/18/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.271 | "Little Ways that Encourage Good
Fortune"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What it takes: big projects. Then, wisdom (prose)
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10/18/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.272 | "Say you get tired..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is then you know space (cont. of 10/7/56)
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10/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At water level where the teal bring autumn
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10/21/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hail for weather, fire for a friend
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10/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the acre where the house will stand
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10/23/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide street the people standing fall of the year
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10/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one will find the right rock
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10/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we hear are the falling and the falling
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10/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.276 | "Gulls Near the Bay"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flannel pieces of gull come in toward the high school
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10/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Letting the air come over and meet my face
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10/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you heard that in Heaven you are vaccinated for good?
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10/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some place over the magnet
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10/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.278 | "Story of School for the Deaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning the watch chain, twirling the pencil
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10/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.278 | "Story (cf. prose ts, 12/54)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without money toward Christmas I left school
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10/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the new town comes around me
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11/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when what a person was saying was what he said?
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11/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you work for should be part of what you live among
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11/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Give up for what was to be firm
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11/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What hills tell one another dawn
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11/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of sparrow color, thru the shadow flecks
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11/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some go above trees on sustaining hills
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11/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.281 | "Revisiting Hutchinson, Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the wind came up
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11/5/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.281 | "Revisiting Hutchinson, II"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you go north from town where the creek
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.281 | "Revisiting Hutchinson, III"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now on the street in Hutchinson, Kansas
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.281 | "At Liberty School Revisiting Hutchinson,
IV"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Katherine L. Girl in the front row...
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A boy who courting saw the father in the daughter
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here are two things for on the plains
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rolling away, leaving the town
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Window through at evening stare
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.282 | "Gold (not version in WII)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wise weight so sure of itself
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Promise every hawk you see
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hawk had landed in the cottonwood
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11/6/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let it now come fast
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11/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the wise know in their loneliness
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11/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What they see as blocks of performance
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11/9/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In view after view California turned one canyon
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11/10/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away from the sun at sunset on a dwindling road
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11/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.285 | "To a Colleague of the Future"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some place under the chart Steuben Rivening
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11/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.286 | "To a Colleague of the Future"
Typed draft.
First line: Some place under the chart Steuben Rivening
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the moon was ringed by well wishers
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11/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three states my claim
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11/13/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any hand that touched my hand
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11/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.288 | "Gossip Column"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Her talk in balloons over her
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11/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the cold country looking a long time
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11/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A box of trouble merry shaped: you will not see
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11/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.289 | "Justice to the First Child--an
Explanation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We forget how the thorn tree looks from three feet high
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11/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carrying in any old bundle what they hire me to take
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11/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carrying the mud, we come to make the dam
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11/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holster of Rebuke and ixnay folks
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11/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rebuke the lady from Dubuque
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11/17/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of those worse than broken men
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11/20/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down there to touch the rock
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11/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.292 | "Lost Gulls Near the Bay I"
Typed draft.
First line: Flannel pieces of gull come toward the school
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.293 | "Lost Gulls II"
Typed draft.
First line: The correct errors that participation requires
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.294 | "Lost Gulls Near the Bay I"
Typed draft.
First line: Flannel pieces of gull came toward the school
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.295 | "Lost Gulls Near the Bay II"
Typed draft.
First line: The correct errors that participation requires
|
1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The railroad through Oregon follows a kind of need
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11/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To hills you go over, around, beside;
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11/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.297 | "Portrait"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A coyote thinks his feet are intuitions
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11/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain kind of man, say noticing birds
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11/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.298 | "Carthage"
Typed draft.
First line: When Augustine made the arid come alive
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place that lived has died
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11/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.299 | "Inscription for an Empty House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the place where the sun crossed
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11/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cold I held for awhile an arrogant character
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11/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.300 | "My Retired Uncle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A V12 with overhead valves is a meditative engine
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11/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.300 | "On Ellas Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sun, and early, Ella
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11/27/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I follow my reason in its fur
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11/28/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into what history said--our town, our street--
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11/29/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A kind of person that should have a name:
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12/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few expressions measured that lobed area
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12/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was it at Thanksgiving time?
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12/1/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes by themselves baying back
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12/2/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.303 | "At the Old Place"
Typed draft.
First line: The beak of dawns rooster pecked
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.303 | "Toward Dark"
Typed draft.
First line: To say a little word, say Death,
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.304 | "Karma"
Typed draft.
First line: Gandhi falling made the sign for faith
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.305 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: For ten years of this great reassuring fear
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1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lifted into meeting rain the road became
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12/4/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before we fade the place where we are fades
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12/7/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.307 | "Toward Dark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To say a little word like death
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12/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: White roads have turned aside at a rock were too busy to
name
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12/3/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.308 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The campfire inside the night I saw
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12/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take the far end of the city sound
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12/11/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beggars around the fire: we may find
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12/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of bird written in the little wood
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12/12/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Traffic Light in Fog made a dome
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12/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.310 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By cows in the wide grass that mean to be cows
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12/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.310 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back where seeing will bite we traveled
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12/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That being took the air it could and the food
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12/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds flare; announce to seer
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12/14/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.312 | "Thing We Did That Meant
Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Husk or stalk, and the sunlight touch
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12/15/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We will put out with a mile or so between
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12/18/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lover with little, one part on the way
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12/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My toad hand will carry the money of the day
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12/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take that pond where it began
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12/19/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No people need be made great
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12/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In spaces white pasture curtained as wise
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12/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put silver in crystal when pouring hot water
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12/22/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why is many-ply
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12/24/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oregon grows deliberate rivers
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12/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only stories if not now and here
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12/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Absolute things like the corner leading to your house
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12/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Attend the walk of royal children
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12/25/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes, targets. Away. And another way.
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12/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.318 | "Double Retreat in the Mts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We followed a dry creek to the bend
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12/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.318 | "Carthage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This land became wise with scorpions
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12/26/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The saved up lives; they will not last
|
12/31/1956 |
Box: 3 | 56.320 | "Thing We Did That Meant
Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thin as memory to a bloodhounds nose
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12/29/1956 |
Box: 4 | 57.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Backed into a corner by advancing propellors
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1/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night the closed near advanced on the eyes
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1/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Behind the legs of trees the hills of January
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1/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.2 | "Irrelevance"
Typed draft.
First line: When the absolute people come
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.3 | "No One Can Let Go"
Typed draft.
First line: To spoil by action is our ages pride
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.4 | "Toad"
Typed draft.
First line: Hop, hope, hop again
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.5 | "Sunday Morning Air before
Daylight"
Typed draft.
First line: Air all over valley through all hand
|
1/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people you happen to meet
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1/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dark, because again the summer
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1/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the cave become large and on its wall
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1/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To find the real flaws, etched and in
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1/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Penitencia Creek descends by awareness
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1/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shadows in the mission
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1/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the cave awake with shadows
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1/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.9 | "I am the cave awake..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight Ill return from the day of searching
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1/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Return at bell time; come
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1/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.10 | "On Penitencia Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Minnows nibble at your white feet
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1/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The last ten years of our worlds need
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1/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always in the cold spaces crystal
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1/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earl is the one embarked with me
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1/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He brings, dredged in his eyes, the sleigh
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1/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Furrows in the water, lake on end
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1/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the shine of any mans action
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1/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lasting insult in the sky, never repaired
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1/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Patting the day out like a pillow
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1/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.15 | "Going Down to the Willow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you go down to the willow
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1/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miracles are few / On a Kansas farm
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1/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Broken granite on the skyline
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1/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In places in these hills
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1/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sycamore leaves that lag along
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1/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In code of ducks
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1/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.18 | "Toad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hop, hope, hop again
|
1/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.19 | "Sunday Morning before Daylight Air in the
Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air all over valley through all hand
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1/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is gone. Let what is gone
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1/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Orbiting all points the ear horn
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1/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fire in a grate burnt down to one flame
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1/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the absolute people come
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1/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: North of Santa Cruz the coast is like minimum (prose?)
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1/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watching, finding no aid, fearing
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1/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.22 | "Reader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever lines converge I have to try
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1/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocks you are sorry for
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1/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know, dont you? that beside your path
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1/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The car ahead of me tonight on the still road
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1/31/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.24 | "Formula"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accepted ways of living - standards
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1/31/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbing down into the sky
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2/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People in a country long held away from
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2/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cowards kill people
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2/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the swamps there may not be a god
|
2/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.27 | "No One Can Let Go"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To spoil by action is our ages pride
|
2/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.27 | untitled
2/4/1957
First line: War Lesson
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.28 | "While Meditating"
Typed draft.
First line: I judge my radio, test it for the holy ghost (2/57)
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.29 | "While Meditating"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listening to the radio for the holy ghost
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2/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we stepped into the room a net fell on us
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2/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going down a trance to anchor way
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2/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Distributed one cold Sunday in a park
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2/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes closed, inside a cave, at night
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2/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we hold fast we know it would be better to sing
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2/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The house creaks at night
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2/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This will become lions, that paw of protein into
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2/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We held snubbing past and it held
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2/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stern jaw under puppy fur
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2/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They let me enter a room; I look for righteousness
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2/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He crawled; it is the way for our kind at the end
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2/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creature of commander
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2/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.36 | "History of These Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold in these openings in the woods a twistloom
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2/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our year shoes meeting white
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2/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the quiet time of day, no people
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2/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three times in my life a wing has come
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2/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days fees I owe you
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2/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.39 | "Leaf"
Typed draft.
First line: If you go down to the willow
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1/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.40 | "Maternity Ward"
Typed draft.
First line: By iodine light in that room of worn magazines
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.41 | "Augustine"
Typed draft.
First line: Following a dry creek without a bend
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.42 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the wild we find animals various as thought
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.43 | "People of the Hills"
Typed draft.
First line: In places in these hills
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Treat now first
|
2/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The start, the strike a match
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2/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One gentle way we know the earth
|
2/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stay like this, by steady turns
|
2/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We silk our No to negative
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2/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a shrine; it is the mellow
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2/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Return, my eyes, the day you lent
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2/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ill go to Heaven because of how purely
|
3/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To wander on the wide ground
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3/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wise the town, It disappears
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3/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The things around us have made all value
|
3/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.48 | "Klamath Berry Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half of meeting is a wing
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3/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.48 | "Klamath Berry Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To wander on the wide ground
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3/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.49 | "Push of hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only with old shoes can one finish a journey
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3/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You let the country near you
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3/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only four people could escape
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3/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I owe the twilight this aid
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3/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And I owe those near me this aid
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3/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take the loaf; every crumb of your claim
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3/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking it stacked: being at once like a jewel
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3/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the breaks he slanted
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3/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.51 | "In the Study in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On paper the color of rain
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3/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tidal wave started by the earthquake in Greece
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3/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plenty menaces but few wounds
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3/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.53 | "Responsibility"
Handwritten draft.
First line: High where the storm passes
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3/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their arms long toward the table
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3/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Offering called storms, our only chance
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3/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day does one thing at a time
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3/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The happy stink bug rolling a ball of dung
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3/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.56 | "To a Colleague Who Is a Poet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All things have corollaries: I watched you grab
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3/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: and welcomed them back at heavens
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3/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the night arc of wild stars
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3/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No place is wide enough to be sorry
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3/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By walking I touch distance
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3/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Launch the rain into the valley I hold
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3/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There will be flakes across deer trails
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3/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the lonesome end of the lake I stared thru the water
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3/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Low enough to hear wind in the grass
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3/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No storm, but flakes across deer trail
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3/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because you were, I know the cost
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3/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Low enough in the grass to hear the wind
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3/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grooving near enough, the rock the hill
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3/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I claim one hold with every man
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3/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not shadow from the night
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3/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking at this valley I reserve one glance
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3/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are too still, and for so long
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3/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.63 | "On Penitencia Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: Minnows nibble at our white feet
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.64 | "On Penitencia Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight returning from this day of wading
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.64 | "Things We Did That Meant
Something"
Typed draft.
First line: Thin as memory to a bloodhounds nose
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.65 | "To a Colleague Who Is a Poet"
Typed draft.
First line: When we are working, fighting feed back, eed back, d back
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.66 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We hear such blossom echoes in the sounds that rise
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.67 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Because you know it so, I give you this
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.68 | "In the Study in the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: On paper the color of rain
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.69 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We silk our No to Negative
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.70 | "In Turning Land"
Typed draft.
First line: The railroad through Oregon follows a kind of need
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.71 | "Inscription for an Empty House"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the place where the sun crossed
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.71 | "Low Sound"
Typed draft.
First line: In the blackened land of the lost sun
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.72 | "Way Rocks Fall"
Typed draft.
First line: That mill fanatics run where
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.73 | "Querencia"
Typed draft.
First line: A state of mesquite wanted me once
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Such blossom echoes in the sound arose
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3/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We put the machine that threads bobbins
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3/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are no machines to make it April
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3/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While our hand of offering
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4/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today no future is the ground for honesty
|
4/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing deeds come toward me, I wash my hands
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4/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By doing what we want could we hit lines
|
4/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To see if deeds belong to me
|
4/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We go by on ways too common
|
4/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.77 | "Ready to start"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Canadian ready for bed, the down bag
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4/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They used up all experience thinking a horse
|
4/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me appear coming back toward
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4/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the scene where I stand
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4/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things mean Jesus
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4/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There came a norther
|
4/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold the hands one way: it all depends on you
|
4/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Virtue haunted towns
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4/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late at night, while our car climbs the earth
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4/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wakened hill back of our mean argument
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4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the party Ill put things away
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This was the love of height, I thought
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While in the weeds I circled without wise shoes
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning to look, budgeting my eyes
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where you are will not need
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stars want to ne known. They need a net, they need a look
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our walking at home brought morning
|
4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bring the quaint ideas quick
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4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.83 | "Bridge Begins in the Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we mull our lifted day
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4/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pattern of other people - mouth like theirs
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4/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.84 | "Bridge Begins in the Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the owl cry night became real night
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4/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ravening to strike that nerve
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4/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From our porch we watched Daddy leave
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4/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.85 | "Our City Is Guarded..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of something given me
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4/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.85 | "Luke Short"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fist uncoils because the land is real
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4/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember, the story does not end
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4/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.86 | "Our City Is Guarded..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spendthrift summer campaigning leaves even in the shade
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4/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What mist came over town extended
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4/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tale came by way of too many doubts
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4/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun was coming down on him
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4/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Delighted by the tale we found ourselves telling
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4/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my dumb way
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4/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.88 | "Our City Is Guarded..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thicket we found by trying we could get lost in
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4/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.89 | "ConservativeGlacier"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a map of our state I saw the way
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4/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.90 | "Our City Is Guarded..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: There waits a place behind the hill
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4/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.90 | "Our City Is Guarded..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere on its course the rocket staggers
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4/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.91 | "ConservativeThe Glacier"
Typed draft.
First line: Indiana felt the ice
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.92 | "Conservative"
Typed draft.
First line: Indiana felt the ice
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wont have to shoot unless the landscape
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4/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pertinent as breathing, shared. We try the air
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4/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On easy hill everyone dreams
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4/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ready to take and always ready again
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4/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want to go ahead just enough to stand still
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4/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Needful, I found the closest ones leaning
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4/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world whirled wise enough to be round
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4/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elected by bad luck out of the next hour
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4/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I waked so fast our home was foreign
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4/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.96 | "Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outdoors winked for winter
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4/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.97 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Back along the roads I walk, off the slab
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4/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a song - Cancione Ranchera
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5/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The house under the tree
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5/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any wide hall: my trial
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5/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Done as crystal or the coal mines anger
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5/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the walking horses the man-asserted land
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5/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trace of story to the baffle
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5/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I cant stand success - things succeeding, that is
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5/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the given molds what I give
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5/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In cold harbor north by nothing
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5/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I plead the world; it is my reason
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5/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.101 | "Karma"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not recognizing stern enough things
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5/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.102 | "Our City Is Guarded by Automatic
Rockets"
Typed draft.
First line: Breaking every law except the one
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.103 | "At Lost Lake A Bridge Begins in the
Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: In that owl cry become night
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.104 | "Conservative"
Typed draft.
First line: Indiana felt the ice
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vine way, thought way
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5/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a desperate act, giving the clouds
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5/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Closer by night, or in the clatter or wind
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5/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By copper: it required me. I could cut
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5/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only by the light, after the world
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5/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The endeavor is disguised as a partial endeavor
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5/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning the town was like a desert: quiet
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5/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke on the mountain, wont be honest tomorrow
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5/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.107 | "Sunset in Kansas "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our car was climbing the earth
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5/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.107 | "cf. You Dont Know the End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They brought the badger in a sack
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5/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.108 | "Karma"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even while we fall the will belongs to us
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5/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Despair, or after the hour
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5/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light that went on past the world
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5/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it became hard to speak
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5/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the lonesome side of the storm
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5/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gentling the Sierra in happy cold
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5/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting for the avalanche we whisper
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5/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.110 | "Rain in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The plenty of clouds and the mild closure
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5/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.111 | "Idols"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pale color to be not darkness
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5/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Best summer mornings have no people
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5/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because at last even prayer
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5/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.113 | "Questions to Ask When It
Lightens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our mistakes ruin everything we do
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5/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quell by time, smother
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5/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Ed made money in films he
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5/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last we may learn from any
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5/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.114 | "Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The girl who used to sing in the choir
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5/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.115 | "Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Persons came near in those days
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5/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.116 | "Back Home In El Dorado"
Typed draft.
First line: The girl who used to sing in the choir
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter the need I will never take
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5/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heap for turning one way, but we go over
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5/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is important that an instant suffice
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5/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.118 | "Mouse Night: One of Our Games"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard thunder. Nothing great - on high
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5/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way you combine sun and succulent food
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5/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The circle that remains
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5/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The life I gave to caring: heft of cup
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5/31/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the rocks velvet a trail by promising distance
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5/31/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By doing the next work I clean my hands
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6/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.121 | "Conservative"
Typed draft.
First line: Indiana felt the ice
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.122 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If walls could mirror what they hide
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.123 | "People Get Lost"
Typed draft.
First line: Late at night while my car climbs the earth
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.124 | "Meditation"
Typed draft.
First line: Certain bitter obligations come spinning
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.125 | "To a Cynical Lady"
Typed draft.
First line: A lady made of pemmican
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2/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.125 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When Aristotle analyzed his dreams
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.126 | "What God Used for Eyes Before We
Came"
Typed draft.
First line: At night sometimes the big fog roams in tall
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1/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.127 | "Reporting Back"
Typed draft.
First line: By the secret that holds the forest up
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.127 | "Speaking for Genius"
Typed draft.
First line: Ultimate kind of of prisoner of my space
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.128 | "Remember, Stranger"
Typed draft.
First line: All towns that neglected the house
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1/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.129 | "First Time"
Typed draft.
First line: It takes food, ruddy light
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.130 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Remembering with angels
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talking at a diminishing hour
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6/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The school under its hat, the bus platform
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6/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oregon is the map of a wild impulse
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6/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On beaver shoulders I leave the strangeness
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6/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What that Indian held, the charm
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6/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remembering with angels,
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6/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I call him with regret and pity him
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6/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way I come a steady wind
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6/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Confetti trailed out day shimmery
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6/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.135 | "California Sunset"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Avocet water at the bay edge
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6/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.135 | "Big Idea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My country has no road--my country grows
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6/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All wrong, the missed bridges
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6/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember opening a day. If that day
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6/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.136 | "Love the Butcher Bird Lurks
Everywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the path we waver when we aim
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6/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.137 | "Love the Butcher Bird Lurks
Everywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a grove along the hill
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6/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How wild they are when they begin wrong--hard to trace
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6/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.137 | "Love the Butcher Bird Lurks
Everywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its time to run: lest pity may overtake us
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6/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.138 | "At the End of the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the old days we went straying out more casually
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6/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.139 | "By Day Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day Mountain clear like a glass marble
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6/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.139 | "Dream Outside the Chaos Im
Dreaming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To sigh is a right act
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6/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.140 | "Science Fiction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are such over-winds
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6/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain bitter obligations come spinning
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6/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers in the night, candles ready to light
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6/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to give a view back?
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6/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day objects come toward me
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6/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one else had been there in the woods
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6/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.144 | "With My Little Girl Kit, Age 7 at the
Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were going to the highest dune
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6/22/1959 |
Box: 4 | 57.145 | "With My Little Girl at the Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: We were going to the highest dune
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dimensioning by folly, Christ gave beatitude
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6/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now no bread is daily
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6/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.147 | "Chatter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words ready to mean lean over, fall
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6/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.147 | "My Name Will Be Samoset"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well drive spikes into the trees and climb
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6/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If every wall could mirror what it hides
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6/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The close creature we need to be
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7/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.150 | "Rain in Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: The plenty of clouds and the mild closure
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.151 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Now no bread is daily
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By cat paw assurance we remember
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7/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My trouble about looking into faces with hope
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We cannot move our house; the world
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gandhi falling made the sign for faith
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees Y up; they have both-and
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thirty winds of my vacation
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light in my study edged by books and my dog
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By continents great men advance
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7/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.155 | "California Sunset"
Typed draft.
First line: Avocet, water at the bay edge
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6/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.155 | "My Country Has No Road"
Typed draft.
First line: I know along like the snail foot, and hear backward
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Airplanes muttering in the clouds make this place
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7/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My days I minuet to music just my ears
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7/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breathless torrent, galaxy at night
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7/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.157 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the old days we casually met a flood, cholera
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.157 | "By Day Mountain"
Typed draft.
First line: Clear like a glass marble
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday cannot reach tomorrow except through today
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7/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.158 | "Luke Short"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beans taste good when you chop the can open
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7/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.158 | "People Are Lost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late at night while my car climbs the earth
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7/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Horses you know run on their tiptoes
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7/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Speak low said the dynamo
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7/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain finds the river; I stand in the rain
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7/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the day I hark silver
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7/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calling to myself and being selfish about it
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7/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the edge of everything I see
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7/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to the weather or the mood of our car
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7/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.161 | "Shepherd"
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to the quiet winter has arrived
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7/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a kind of cat my ancestors tell me to kill
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7/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of our clearing a weasel or mink
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7/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbing inward, circle linking circle
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7/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My place found martyr way--flakes of fire
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7/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The social wood--salal and yew among
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7/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.165 | "Chickens the Weasel Killed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly you cant go back to ones a leaf patterned
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7/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You came to a surface; it was near
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7/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.166 | "Dream Outside the Chaos Im
Dreaming"
Typed draft.
First line: Hawks will be up today
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.167 | "To My Literature Teacher Fulbrighting in
Finland"
Typed draft.
First line: Our near plan ends with you gone far
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.168 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At a ditch I go by every day an animal dives
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are carried. In the morning I know we are carried
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7/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry and Place Today (page of prose)
|
1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.171 | "Crazy Horse/ Genius in Our
Classroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hush now
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8/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This lake, old when the mammoth came
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8/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Wallowas I lost identities
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8/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.172 | "Pendoreille"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old when the mammoth came, this lake
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8/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.172 | "Crazy Horse / Genius in Our
Classroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun rose in a mans head
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8/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow through where the fern hid
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8/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the gleam dulls, on the brick
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8/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tree sleep when the cabin burns
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8/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two men who at the time were knowing
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7/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.173 | "Anniversaries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ash, that pure wood, breaks from dirt
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7/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It would cringe us if at the last
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8/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cuddle number marriage will die from wheedle rot
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8/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to a white house, alert weather, clouds
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8/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mouth knows more than my brain
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8/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind remarks, Feather,
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8/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In low country go up on the ridges
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8/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.177 | "Through Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tlinglets filed their teeth to tear their enemies
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8/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One afternoon coming down into Pendleton
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8/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking out, see the long way: slow
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8/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away from wrecks
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8/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into this water, by power from waiting
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8/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.179 | untitled
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First line: In our winter land beast eyes repair
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8/31/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The boat and the wild men and the trying to find the way
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9/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.181 | "Conditions"
Typed draft.
First line: Our treasons breathe to sleepers; they
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.182 | "All Points"
Typed draft.
First line: We heard (air wavers on fir tips
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.182 | "Through Time"
Typed draft.
First line: One tribe, Tlinglets, filed their teeth to tear
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.183 | untitled
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First line: Through the Bend country is by
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8/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.184 | "To My Literature Teacher Fulbrighting in
Finland"
Typed draft.
First line: Our near plan ends with you gone far
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.185 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The road that finds hillsides at need
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.185 | "Injustice"
Typed draft.
First line: An ant lost in the grass put feelers on
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9/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.186 | untitled
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First line: On the cliffs of their positions they cue down (9/57)
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.186 | "Brother Wind?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brother Wind - everywhere one; close (9/57)
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.187 | "All Points"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard (all the air wavers on fir tips
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9/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.187 | "Conditions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our treason[s] breathe to sleepers; they
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9/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.188 | untitled
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First line: In the edge orange flowers have
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9/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.188 | untitled
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First line: Only being in this day, now
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9/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.188 | untitled
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First line: Agate and other we forgot
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9/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.189 | untitled
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First line: The foreign coin I win convert
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9/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.190 | untitled
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First line: We live a story with stories as our guide
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9/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.190 | untitled
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First line: Bird signals - owls imitating Indians
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9/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the cliffs of their position they cue down
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9/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.190 | "Brother Wind?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brother wind - everywhere one; close
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9/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.191 | untitled
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First line: Much of the time what would be move
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9/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.191 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A blizzard fought the redbud down
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They lived so far the wind was theirs
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9/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.192 | untitled
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First line: Only by slow accepting, or attempted denial
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9/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the ditch I go by every day
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9/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.192 | "To My Literature Teacher..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: My near plan ends with you gone far
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9/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I do not see you, the light is blind
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9/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.193 | untitled
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First line: I touch autumn with its iron leaves
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9/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.194 | untitled
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First line: Leaves going out by direction of knowing
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9/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hold on trunks, the way they channel
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9/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.195 | "Injustice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An ant lost in the grass puts feelers on
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9/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stillness is letting something
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9/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.195 | untitled
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First line: First the weeds come, after fire
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9/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting in the dust, or called into the dust
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9/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.196 | untitled
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First line: Catching the feedback. There always comes
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9/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.197 | untitled
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First line: Wearing my shirt in the wind, my suffering shirt
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9/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One who followed his way turned
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9/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.199 | untitled
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First line: When the tide came back on the coast of northern Oregon
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9/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.199 | untitled
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First line: Partly and only now and then what draws us on
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9/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: North of the mountains I saw barns open
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9/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.199 | "To the Crowds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No person, no savior, no lover
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9/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And it takes them. Now and then storms gesture
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9/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.201 | untitled
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First line: Climb to calm; look down
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9/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning into evening. Then in and out
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9/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are coming to that part of the sky of the sky
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9/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone lives with people coming later (page of prose)
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10/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.204 | untitled
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First line: The sky of the sky
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10/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.204 | untitled
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First line: The rain-appointed morning by steps
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10/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.205 | untitled
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First line: Miles from home you remembered the gas was on
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10/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way it always had to be
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10/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Responsible for my dreams? (page of prose)
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10/14/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe we never should find right like this
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10/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.207 | untitled
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First line: Tho our town rings a bell for fire
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10/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.207 | untitled
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First line: That rock pioneers carved going west
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10/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up Lostine Creek this winter the first storm
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10/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No gloves in the storm
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10/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.209 | "Research Team in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Answers are echoes, they say. But
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10/20/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.210 | "Research Team in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On clear days the city is under smog
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10/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driving uphill through fog
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10/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.211 | "Research Team in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We climbed Lostine and Hurricane and Chief Joseph canyons
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10/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.212 | "In Praise of Feet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The feet know where we are
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10/8/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Had I been a local man
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10/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever the program, events around us
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10/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came in past cottonwoods, and ever since cottonwoods
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10/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Olla jar, red cliff taking the road
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11/1/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.216 | untitled
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First line: Prisoners of our principles
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11/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will you trade for everything?
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11/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where moon chips at the woodpile
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11/2/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When oak made hard wood, when I thought
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11/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming out of a door a dog looked past me
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11/4/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too bad my part was from me
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11/9/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What bird ruffled the bush beyond our park?
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11/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inventing my thoughts, there was a caveman
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11/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He said hello in a way to hold you
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11/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I have to be and what I can be -
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11/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.223 | "page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Having good arguments with all involved about Job
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11/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.224 | "Class Reunion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many who pour out appreciations make
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11/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along a road a yellow wood
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11/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Feet I follow never speaking
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11/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you could count on -
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11/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees go over the west this fall more than before
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11/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming out of Barstow the driver
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11/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My ninth year came the storm. It killed
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11/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We live on a missile range
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11/23/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.228 | "Before the Satellites"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we lived in a diamond -
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11/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.229 | "Before the Satellites"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a diamond in the desert in the morning
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11/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.229 | "Before the Satellites"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the desert in the diamond in the morning
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11/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.229 | "At the Reunion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends, it has come to this:
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11/25/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of our ways was the world
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11/27/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little mouse men, not yet found
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11/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we were looking for a place to live
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11/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I realized about magazines (page of prose)
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11/30/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.233 | "In Our Time"
Typed draft.
First line: In the desert in the diamond in the morning
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.233 | "At the Reunion"
Typed draft.
First line: Friends, it has come to this:
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.234 | "In Praise of Feet"
Typed draft.
First line: The feet know where we are
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.235 | "Serious Separate Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Getting used to being a man
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.236 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Had I been a local man
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.237 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My ninth year came the storm
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little mouse men, not yet found
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silence comes around your name
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12/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.238 | "Central Scene"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across the snowed-in roof
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12/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All I began to do then stopped
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12/5/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The converging road, it is. I am
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12/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the iris of that eye
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12/6/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone around us has all the riches of art
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12/7/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.241 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Aim, you blink all else
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.241 | "Central Scene"
Typed draft.
First line: Across the snowed-in roof
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12/3/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.242 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Little mouse men, not yet found
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the terrible things to do
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12/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Force of the buried stream in light of lost way
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12/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we began to talk
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12/13/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: White light under water, no change for flow
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12/15/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too alone from them to know
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12/10/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The high tone a dog hears may leave
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12/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willow limbs guess what their trunks know
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12/11/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of rain we had - down
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12/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To go back, to tell it all in this order -
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12/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was on the moor men saw how
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12/12/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then not go Iran, but now go
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12/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Having to judge a little bird
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12/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.247 | "Fern Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remembering the big tree
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12/16/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the snow outside the hi-fi shop
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12/17/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Glimmer in the range, glimmer
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12/18/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Content of the spider web
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12/19/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always look on the bright side (page of prose)
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12/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unaccountable wavering on the way to move
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12/21/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tracking in by care the needle came
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12/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mountain we were on
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12/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.252 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Strength is all right, to be brave [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.252 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Take any water, pour [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.252 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Through quiet doors toward candle sleep [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.252 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Out into a dreadful storm [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.253 | "At This Point on the Page"
Typed draft.
First line: Frightened at the look of the writing, I looked up [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.254 | "At Earle Birneys School"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the slope turns cliff [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.255 | "Teachers Lament"
Typed draft.
First line: Three hundred work hours hath September [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.256 | "Sophocles Says"
Typed draft.
First line: History is a story God is telling [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.257 | "Script"
Typed draft.
First line: Befall this room be scene [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.258 | "On a Fine Lady"
Typed draft.
First line: You see that lady in a gown? [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.258 | "Imagining New Roots"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever everything starts out from [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.259 | "Captive"
Typed draft.
First line: Calmly through the bars observe [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.260 | "When Running Is All You Can Do"
Typed draft.
First line: When running is all you can do [1958]
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1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.261 | "Scramble"
Typed draft.
First line: Animals gave their gift [1958]
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11/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.262 | "Needle in the Night"
Typed draft.
First line: But spinning in the center [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.263 | "Study in Tone"
Typed draft.
First line: That one tone the dove says [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.263 | "Aeneas"
Typed draft.
First line: Clear place in the tide [1958]
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6/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.264 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Night huddled our town [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.265 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: There for the rest of the years [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.266 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dogs have dreams of Laika, her free soul [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.267 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: After night huddled our town (Along about July 1958)
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.268 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Night sort of huddled our town [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.269 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: rescued by how the hills [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.270 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Night used to huddle our town [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.270 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever time is leading me to [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.271 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: Now whatever time leads me to [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.271 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: Once near Deer Trail, Colorado, where a stream [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.272 | "Passing a Place"
Typed draft.
First line: A gray fish came near our ship [1958]
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11/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.273 | "Try Not to Learn"
Typed draft.
First line: Biting the world for wisdom [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.274 | "One should try not to learn"
Typed draft.
First line: I bite the world for wisdom [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.275 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: After night huddled our town [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.276 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: The lonely strand that left a road [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.277 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Typed draft.
First line: My single will - to find the single way [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.277 | "In Dear Detail..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hope never to clench eyes with anyone [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.278 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: Night huddled our town [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.279 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: Our duty is to find a place [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.280 | "In Dear Detail..."
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever any wire leads [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.281 | "Look Returned"
Typed draft.
First line: At the border of October
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8/26/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.282 | "That Puppy That Came for Nobodys
Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Years later, on a far mesa, that dog would stand [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.283 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One time for me was a near thing [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.283 | "End of Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: The creek, a gurgle in its bend [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.284 | "Our Phrasing Slights Our Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Some kind of arrow that brings health [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.284 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One time for me was a near thing [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.285 | "Not Move"
Typed draft.
First line: Not move [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.285 | "A Letter to Our Scattered Family"
Typed draft.
First line: That home we knew better than anywhere else [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.286 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Do I have some of the blame [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.287 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: How orderly it is to expect what usually happens! [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.288 | "War and Peace"
Typed draft.
First line: The marshall follows his war [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.289 | "So As to Fail Correctly"
Typed draft.
First line: So as to fail correctly--all [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.290 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Birds fly around our farm [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.291 | "At Hood River"
Typed draft.
First line: Something has alerted these trees; they wait [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.292 | "Program of Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: Before a big rock in the swell [1958]
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7/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.293 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dogs have dreams of Laika, her free soul [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.293 | "Though We Hate You, TIme"
Typed draft.
First line: No per (para) spective (llel) [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.293 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dogs have dreams of Laika, her free soul [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.294 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Trees that grow in our yard [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.295 | "It Occurs to Me to Say"
Typed draft.
First line: A tree believes, believes long [1958]
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8/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.296 | "Facts of--Married--Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Everyones wife usually [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.297 | "That Puppy That Came for Nobodys
Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Years later, on a far mesa, that dog would stand [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.298 | "It Occurs to Me to Say"
Typed draft.
First line: A tree believes, believes long [1958]
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8/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.299 | "Empathy"
Typed draft.
First line: Sharing pain, I hear the young in pain [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.300 | "Doughnut Way"
Typed draft.
First line: We read the news--the doughnut--way [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.301 | "Teachers Lament"
Typed draft.
First line: Three hundred work hours hath September [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.301 | "Strongheart"
Typed draft.
First line: Our dog worships meat [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.301 | "Caution Song"
Typed draft.
First line: Bears do not like to hear children sing [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.302 | "I Have Been Called"
Typed draft.
First line: In that voice ignored to my peril, but low [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.303 | "Our Phrasing Slights Our Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Some kind of arrow that brings health [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.303 | "While They Talked"
Typed draft.
First line: One time for me was a near thing [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.304 | "At Earle Birneys School"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the slope turns cliff [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.305 | "My Mind Awoke in a Shirt of
Flame"
Typed draft.
First line: My mind awoke in a shirt of flame [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.306 | "On the Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Only few, and they by grace [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.307 | "Is There a Code/"
Typed draft.
First line: Somebody touches a grave [1958]
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10/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.308 | "In the Clock of Reason"
Typed draft.
First line: In the clock of reason, cry, cry [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.308 | "Old Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Back of the clock dust whispers [1958]
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9/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.309 | "Owl White Owl"
Typed draft.
First line: An owl, the cold with eyes [1958]
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9/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.310 | "In the Nevertheless of the Dark"
Typed draft.
First line: Opening an eye [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.311 | "Way to Say It"
Typed draft.
First line: We found a place for our town [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.312 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We lived in a diamond [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.313 | "Fern in the Coal"
Typed draft.
First line: Learning, Darwin said, made hands [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.314 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight beyond the determined moon [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.315 | "Reading Sophocles: Humanities 9
MWF"
Typed draft.
First line: History is a story God is telling [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.315 | "Script"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Befall this room be scene [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.316 | "Contemporaries"
Typed draft.
First line: If you came desperate enough to me [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.317 | "Warrior in the Garden"
Typed draft.
First line: The world would count coup, through me [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.318 | "That Puppy That Came for Nobodys
Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Years later, on a far mesa, that dog would stand [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 57.319 | "Christmas Eve"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the hi fi shop in the snow
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12/31/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being at the end of the past
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12/28/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.320 | "History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will you follow a thread?
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12/29/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.321 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last gift - no exchange
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12/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.321 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By telescope so right so far
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12/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There came a silence around your name
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12/22/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Opening at unlimited angle from any road
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12/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If any river find its bank
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12/24/1957 |
Box: 4 | 57.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trees have promised my life
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12/26/1957 |
Box: 4 | 58.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: December (part of it) 1957 (page of notes) [1958]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.2 | "Way to Say It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found a place for our town
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1/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.3 | "First Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes food and the ruddy light
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1/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.4 | "Political statements:"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those in our own land who might
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1/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming in at crystal angles
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1/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bears own Yellowstone
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1/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.7 | untitled
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First line: Through a white screen all brightens
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1/29/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put alone where no one can live
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1/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Four directions on the earth go out from there
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1/12/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning for that rain at the last
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1/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today what moved in the current?
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1/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: List of poems (full page) [Jan 58]
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.12 | "page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is this impulse to change the quality of experience
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1/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.13 | "In Spring"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flung out from song, racemes
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1/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river went by; we told
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1/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.14 | "Remember"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All towns that neglect our house
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1/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the ranks of trees
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1/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now no weight can save
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1/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like other teachers in casual places
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1/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.17 | "What God Used for Eyes Before We
Came"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night sometimes the big fog
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1/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.18 | "What God Used for Eyes..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the river way a curve of light
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1/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Person goes to visit another - hospital, say (story)
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1/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.19 | "What God Used for Eyes..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: What they use for eyes, their scanning
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1/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Prose we can paraphrase... (prose)
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1/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I admire you, being just human
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1/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.20 | "What God Used for Eyes..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Hovenweep and Window Rock
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1/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.21 | "To a Cynical Lady"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lady made of pemmican
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2/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What a wild target Heaven has made
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2/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You carried in your car that day all that summer
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2/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Aristotle analyzed his dreams
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2/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our weather bullies the climate (same as When Aristotle)
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2/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When window came when we would walk
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2/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.23 | "Reporting Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the secret that holds the forest up
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2/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we have to look away, quiet things
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2/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things you cant have, kids
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2/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.24 | "To a Cynical Lady Truths in What It
Does"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lady made of pemmican
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2/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming at all angles or by all ways
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2/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats got scat?
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2/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By smoothing I avoid what I see
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2/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Found, the rock loomed slow
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2/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.28 | "When Aristotle was
psychoanalyzed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold knowing along the bank of two streams
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2/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The boy whose arm was mended with rabbit bone
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2/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We learn the woods in aisles
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2/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The not very wild people who yet move
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2/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Met by surprise, we always meet
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3/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.31 | "By Candlelight Fern in the Coal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Learning, Darwin said, made hands
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3/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now run the baby quail
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3/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.32 | "By Candlelight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My main limitation may be to forget
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3/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It passed causes, but no reasons
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3/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No way except how the sun comes up
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3/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: About those other people, the great
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3/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Floating as we are
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3/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.34 | "Farm Shoes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother wore shoes made satiny
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3/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cedars among budding alders. Cedars winter-washed
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3/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Introduce roots to water. Leaves come at
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3/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: According. Find the neighbor
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3/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.36 | "page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kim said maybe animals dont like to be petted
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3/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.37 | "Bridge for Eden"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But minnows under the bridge finger that way
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3/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What comes through the night at me
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3/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would not believe it so far from hills
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3/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of the encounters today, all may eventuate next things
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3/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.39 | "Letter to One Who Listens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who serve pancakes are always trying to
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3/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight beyond the determined moon
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3/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of strokes you are -
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4/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.41 | "page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretty good friends
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4/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.42 | "page of prose?)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I stayed true to all my earlier loyalties
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4/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time in the sun my shadow -
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4/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wise always puzzle forward
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4/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.44 | "Warrior in the Garden"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world could count coup, through me
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4/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sea water far out at Seaside relucts
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4/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once we met, we would always meet
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4/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say flatly one way, then hedge
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4/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jesus help me be the way I have to be
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4/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.48 | "page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Articles on Current Writing
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ```Floor
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5/29/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes what your part of the world gives
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5/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.50 | "Comforts for Travelers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jesus made the world noises sing
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5/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every time you turn your head
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5/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.52 | "Looking for Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are judged. Our shadows know our height
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5/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bend where we bend in order th/ a part may stay straight
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5/26/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fare my fellows, follow fair
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5/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.53 | "Looking for Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a time driving over the Coast Range
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5/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Debris between encounters counts not
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5/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A house that leans the right amount
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5/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who carry time, bear more
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5/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gone by every time I turn my head
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5/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trapped giant made small had blue eyes
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5/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleet persuades a traveler
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5/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Catching in the storm a wonder - where
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5/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleet persuades a traveler, and all night
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5/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Letter from Dorothy
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we tried, if it failed, cannot sustain
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5/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.58 | "Finding Out What I Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun lays warm light, which has brought
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5/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The secret practice of joy
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5/12/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where trees live I like the trees
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5/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.59 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Deer Trail, Colorado, a stream went among
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5/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All at once, often, I try for knowing
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5/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not move. It was time, but
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5/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up there the roof knows a wind
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5/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Honor to our laden day
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5/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down where I walk - many trees in the shade
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5/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finding you took all this time
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5/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.63 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fence to guide me to where outside is
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5/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The land said miles; the sky
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5/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain of that rope, respectful
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5/31/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That jolt steel could not sustain -
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5/31/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking out of my window, any time
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5/31/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not then and then, but within, without; or
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5/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the knees, but amounts to little
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5/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way to talk - make slower than things really are
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5/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you heard the secret about the sky?
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5/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.67 | "They Talk For This While"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For this while I fear to know
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6/29/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.67 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain goes where it can, finding the earth under
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6/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That one child who tumbled lucky
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6/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have often taken, cheated, stolen
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6/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.69 | "So As To Fail Correctly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So as to fail correctly
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6/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One by one to everyone
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6/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.70 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain goes where it can, finding the earth
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6/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lucky for me my poems are obscure
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6/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The pyramid my time is, with all other
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6/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The birds go around our farm
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6/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.72 | "Something at Hood River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So we have alerted these trees; they wait
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6/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.73 | "Aeneas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clear place in the tide
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6/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.73 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We trust wire; any mans number goes to him
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6/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pioneer museum faces that held
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6/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.74 | "Study in Tone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One tone the dove says
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6/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.74 | "For the School Slates of my Sons: a Late
Subversive Message from Good Old Dad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if the round reward for work
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6/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.75 | "Study in Tone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That one tone the dove says -
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6/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crumbs from the great loaf -
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6/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The voice from grass, gradual
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6/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people, they say, turn to each other
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6/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For all I know, anguish is the state of hope
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6/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at whatever people are around you
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6/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.78 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is better never to find you
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6/29/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking as through eye of putte lace (page of prose)
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6/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Imagine a voice calling
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6/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Need to make one good thing
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6/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.81 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For we all know one meaning-thread
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6/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For all our margin - the little sand
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6/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone in the surf, calling
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6/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In and from our developing weakness
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6/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like wings the corner maple tree hunched over the street
light
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6/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.84 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In one leap the wide scene of everything
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6/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any song in America - even by bad
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6/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.86 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A long poem: (outline)
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7/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.86 | "In Dear Detail... Hound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the tall trauil fades and you rely
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7/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.86 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that our land is fenced
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7/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a sound. If we say much
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7/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The drift after event
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7/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.89 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time to help. Today we help the wire
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7/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many friends I had, of much diameter
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7/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.89 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Single will, to find the single way
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7/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Require and such one-way words
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7/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.90 | "That Puppy that Came for Nobodys
Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Space is lost; things are found
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7/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That great leap the lion, disguised in space
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7/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because I cannot understand, a squall is rising in the sky
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7/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One wave on the sea eye
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7/26/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.92 | "Empathy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sharing pain, I hear the young in pain
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7/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the big rock in the swell
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7/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before a big rock in the swell
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7/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.94 | "War and Peace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The general followed his war
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7/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning has a lake; night springs
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7/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.95 | "When Loyalty Turned Kind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bank robbers from Colorado hid
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7/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will what comes to us last?
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7/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.95 | "War and Peace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While Napoleon followed his war
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7/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To learn from you how not to care to laern
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7/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Start well. That is all the
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7/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You remember me. Im the one
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7/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.97 | "Unknown Objector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You remember me. It was in that rain
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7/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.98 | "Thomas Hardy Was an Architect"
Typed draft.
First line: You remember him. You looked at the rain
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7/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a glancing encounter
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7/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.100 | "Voice of Many Tones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follower calls my name
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7/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Containing the dreams that our time
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7/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By gravel - rock not counted - I came
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7/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After they find the tallest tree, then for years
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7/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.101 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After night huddled the town
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7/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Program of Poems (notes for a reading)
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7/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The person I knew who - losing and failing
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7/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.103 | "In Dear Detail, by Ideal Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaping, the scene of everything
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7/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: South of Jefferson and east of Santiam
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7/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Say, a simple thing
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7/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only maintain some river, its bend
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7/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Literature should be difficult enough... (page of prose)
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7/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.106 | "Facts of Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyones wife usually
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7/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That part of the worlds dream I dream
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7/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sole tree. The place the dirt
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7/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.107 | "Bat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A skull you see by not paying attentio
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7/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night inside the wire, the circle room
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7/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.108 | "Map in the Womens Deans Office"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each interview skirts
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7/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is easy to say we found evidence
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7/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along after all the trees had ended
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7/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: White grass in late summer
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7/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What belonged in that alfalfa valley, an almost
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7/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calmly through the calm bars I observed
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7/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.112 | "Look Returned"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the border of October
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8/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Boy I know, who cant break away (story)
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8/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone comes west looking for someone (story)
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8/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are no witnesses: we fail
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8/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One state so north it cruels
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8/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They read the new - the doughnut - way
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8/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the border where Montana
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8/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.114 | "Reader, Writer, Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something sang into the dust
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8/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because I forgot the stars and all
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8/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wild my hand flowed over, the
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8/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some kind of arrow that brings health
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8/31/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We read the new - the doughnut - way
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8/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open the city. I think the light will push
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8/26/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.118 | "It Occurs to Me to Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tree believes, believes long
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8/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.119 | "That Puppy That Came for Nobodys
Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years later, on a sky mesa, that dog would stand
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8/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That part of the worlds dream I dream
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8/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The state they knew, a capital of rock
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8/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That emperor who wrote in praise of a bamboo leaf
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8/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home after a week in British Columbia (page of prose)
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8/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.122 | "In the Worry of St. Augustine"
Typed draft.
First line: In the world of Augustine a part of God
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.123 | "In the Worry of St. Augustine"
Typed draft.
First line: In the worry of St. Augustine a part of God
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today went hollow once the sun
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9/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Colors patient it in any light
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9/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.124 | "At Earle Birneys School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the slope turns cliff
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9/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.125 | "Chemistry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Hello town
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9/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.126 | "Teachers Lament Song of a Teacher Returning
to School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 300 days hath September
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9/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No local being experts about far
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9/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bears do not like to hear children sing
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9/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our dog worships meat; his very gut sniffs it
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9/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.128 | "My Mind Awoke in a Shirt of
Flame"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mind awoke in a shirt of flame
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9/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.129 | "At Earle Birneys School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And when I got there, no, he
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9/3/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.130 | "Passwords (Epigraph for new book still in
the distant future)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will one follow and wander
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9/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What brings me around ready to meet a challenge
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9/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The part of the sky we cant see
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9/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.132 | "Old Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the clock where dust whispers
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9/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.132 | "In the Clock of Reason"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the clock of reason
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9/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.133 | "Owl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seed in all the wood
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9/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.133 | "Owl White Owl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An owl, the cold with eyes
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9/25/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tho we fail, I know
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9/21/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How do you know, when the figure
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9/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One kind of tree grows least like a tree
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9/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.136 | "Test on the Odyssey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Getting ready to stand, the woman uncrossed her ankles
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9/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you heard the secret about the sky?
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9/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As one piece of gravel to another
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9/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.138 | "For This While"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every listener begs from sound
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9/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.138 | "Introduction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This nitrogen that became you
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9/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.139 | "After Teaching All Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the desert, trading people for horses
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10/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever everything starts out from
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10/26/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see that lady in a gown
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10/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: God will take that man, no matter where
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10/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Befall regret should come
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10/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No - the sound wont mean
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10/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.142 | "Sophocles Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: History is a story God is telling; far over the sun
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10/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Filling wisdom before we came
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10/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where it comes alive after passage
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10/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds toward a rendezvous in the clouds
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10/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Befall this room be scene
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10/14/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weeds beside a door
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10/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of the strangest face
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10/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Paw try on trails to be born
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10/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sudden tree: Whenever at night you forget
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10/12/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.146 | "On the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only few, and they by grace
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10/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We spray the hose on roses
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10/9/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.147 | "On the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What happened we all could have known
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10/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Opening an eye
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10/5/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.148 | "Oedipus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not crept nor fled nor vaunting
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10/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Else brought through the aisle
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11/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When children are little boys and girls play together
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11/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.149 | "At This Point on the Page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frightened at the look of the writing, I looked up
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12/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: South was a place magnolias meant
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out into a dreadful storm
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strength is all right, to be brave
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The corridor that blocks our knowing
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151 | "Pour the Water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would not believe, through all
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In toward knowing that slow voice
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every mountain has that one place
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11/24/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.1 | "Scramble"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals gave their gift
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11/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.1 | "Needle in the Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spinning in the center
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11/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calmly through the bars observe
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11/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.3 | "When Running Is All You Can Do"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When running was all I could do
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11/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.3 | "When Running Is All You Can Do"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When running is all you can do
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11/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cousins trees mile out from the snag
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11/2/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.4 | "Suburban Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of our yard trees go high
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11/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is our distance? It goes maybe no place
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11/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All wanderers belong someplace
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11/1/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun contains the roll of the sea
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11/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time you will have to come back
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11/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This whole coast is launched
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11/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that eye, the center
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11/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Corridors belong to what starts from here
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11/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When silent creatures wake
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11/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.8 | "Passing a Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A gray fish came near our ship
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11/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cold, when birds bring ice
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11/16/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After rock fell, storm stopped
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11/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.10 | "On the Schoolground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gravel poured onto drums
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11/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.10 | "By the Old Deer Trail"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the forest under the bough
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11/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Corridors belong
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11/19/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.151.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No rock, no ark, no spirit
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11/23/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.152 | "In Fear and Valor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother was afraid
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11/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What came by forgetting, so to be more
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11/6/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Candle sleep. or cells returning all they feel
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11/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Else and Other haunt my church
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11/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.153 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Stairs of stars in sparkle search
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.154 | "Word in the Snow"
Typed draft.
First line: On snow that winter fastened across our state
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place waiting to be believed
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12/13/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.156 | "New Suspense"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may put out a hand, like this
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12/29/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who will live there?
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12/30/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One root we burned had flame in waves
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12/27/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, that roar diminished
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12/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.157 | "Meditation on History, Art, and
Truth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The narrative I tell is a lie
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12/28/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cost of epics may break the world
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12/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.159 | "Word in the Snow"
Typed draft.
First line: On snow that winter fastened across our state
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.160 | "Memorials of a Tour To----"
Typed draft.
First line: Tea at a campfire
|
1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.160 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One campfire higher every year
|
1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coiling away from any ground
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12/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roland field at Ronceveaux
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12/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Boltered, slag, imbued
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12/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.162 | "Ditch 40"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water rolled across the field; one sheet
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12/15/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Swirling, deep in the rock
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12/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the time our new Senator succeeded
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12/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are charitable offerings that corrupt
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12/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After snow in the pass one morning
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12/12/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.165 | "Oedipus"
Typed draft.
First line: Not creeping, nor fleeing, nor vaunting
|
1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The reason every night calms
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12/17/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faith hazed out, water spread on stones
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12/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.166 | "Word in the Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On snow that winter fastened across our state
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12/18/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.166 | "Memorials of a Tour/Mt Hood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Woe, the wind said
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12/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Millions of pages fell
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12/20/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The even talk and the hollow method
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12/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One campfire higher every year
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12/22/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Strangeness of My Life (page of notes for talk)
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12/11/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountain ash is debonair
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12/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In corduroy mountains: palaminos love to disappear
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12/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A flicked bird passed the car
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12/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The villain rides a palamino horse
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12/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every vine bewildered finds
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12/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a long time since Rolands horn
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12/8/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Houses a hundred years ago at night
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12/7/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The shadow self along the wall
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12/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wool shirts make the church warm
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12/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold - and now room enough
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12/4/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone tries wild country and lives
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7/10/1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.174 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One campfire higher every year (58?)
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1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.174 | "Memorials of a Tour/Mt Hood"
Typed draft.
First line: Tea at a campfire (58?)
|
1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.175 | "New Suspense"
Typed draft.
First line: You may put out a hand, like this
|
1958 |
Box: 4 | 58.176 | "You Do What You Have To Do"
Typed draft.
First line: Along a way blazed on trees
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1/12/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.177 | "You Do What You Have... (I)"
Typed draft.
First line: Along a way blazed on trees
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1/12/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.178 | "You Do What You Have... (II)"
Typed draft.
First line: But always after you lost that man
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.179 | "What the River Told the Land"
Typed draft.
First line: From here to any rock
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.179 | "Meditation on History, Art, and
Truth"
Typed draft.
First line: History is Gods art; doubt is ours
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.180 | "Song of Roland"
Typed draft.
First line: Often we have paid for all that vaunt
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.180 | "Fury of Knowing"
Typed draft.
First line: Into the close fury of knowing
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.181 | "Why?"
Typed draft.
First line: Faster than the mind can fly
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.181 | "To Those Planning the Centennial"
Typed draft.
First line: What the journey meant
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.182 | "Proportioning"
Typed draft.
First line: At any proud hour the flame
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.183 | "I Really Must Leave Now"
Typed draft.
First line: At parties late and then in the sound that morning makes
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6/1/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.184 | "New State"
Typed draft.
First line: All of you hurrying by: last night late
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.185 | "Our Neighborhood"
Typed draft.
First line: To who concerns himself with it: our neighborhood
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.186 | "Our Neighborhood"
Typed draft.
First line: To who concerns himself with it: our neighborhood
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.187 | "At Cove on the Crooked River"
Typed draft.
First line: At Cove at our camp in the open canyon
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.187 | "Party Line"
Typed draft.
First line: The echo that that voice was was
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.188 | "Our Neighborhood"
Typed draft.
First line: To who concerns himslef with it: our neighborhood
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.189 | "Our Neighborhood p.2"
Typed draft.
First line: Near bus line, and public services
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.190 | "Our Neighborhood p.3"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a planning commission
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.191 | "Waiting"
Typed draft.
First line: No one heard any gate close
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.192 | "Being"
Typed draft.
First line: No one heard any gate close
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.192 | "Peters Family"
Typed draft.
First line: At the end of their ragged field
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.193 | "Peters Family"
Typed draft.
First line: At the end of their ragged field
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.194 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: No one hears the real gate close
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Short, Scattered Pieces (page of prose)
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Short, Scattered Pieces p.2 (page of prose)
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.197 | "Museum Pieces p.1"
Typed draft.
First line: A man at the museum carrying a great big shadow
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.198 | "Museum Pieces p.2"
Typed draft.
First line: The boots know where they are
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.199 | "Museum Pieces p.3"
Typed draft.
First line: With a glance in the station they extradite each other
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.200 | "Museum Pieces p.4"
Typed draft.
First line: are ash limbs, and the day is really the tide
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.201 | "Museum Pieces p.5"
Typed draft.
First line: All summer at an island
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.202 | "In the Still Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Mixed in the signals around us
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1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.203 | "Trouble, Knowing"
Typed draft.
First line: We well know the tiger
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.204 | "Title Comes Later"
Typed draft.
First line: In my sleep a little man cries, Faker! Faker!
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.205 | "Three"
Typed draft.
First line: To have imagination is to be
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.206 | "Job Teaching Shelley in Manchester,
Indiana"
Typed draft.
First line: All that story of the stars
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9/7/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.207 | "Teaching Shelley in Manchester,
Indiana"
Typed draft.
First line: Vast versions of wind, the float road home
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.208 | "Job Teaching Shelley in Manchester,
Indiana"
Typed draft.
First line: All that story of the stars
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9/7/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.209 | "Trip"
Typed draft.
First line: Our car was fierce enough
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.210 | "Tree in the Forest"
Typed draft.
First line: 59? Yes, I remember: year
|
11/2/1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.211 | "Ultimate Problems Is There a Niebuhr in the
House?"
Typed draft.
First line: In the Aztec design God crowds
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.212 | "On a Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes when the clear sky bends
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.213 | "On a Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a dog named Here
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.214 | "On a Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a dog named Here
|
1959 |
Box: 4 | 58.215 | "On a Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a dog named Here
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today has come around us: we
|
1/25/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Standing at night receiving the gift from everyplace
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1/25/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.1 | "Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light went along the road
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2/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Greetings like good day
|
1/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where horsemen solve their hardest problems - empty country
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1/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way to do - close with your work
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1/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.3 | "You Do What..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along a way, blazed on trees
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1/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.4 | "You Do What..."
Typed draft.
First line: Along a way blazed on trees
|
1/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.4 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Where horsemen met their hardest problems
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Box: 5 | 59.5 | "Song of Roland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How often we have paid for all that vaunt
|
1/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look, these waiting events
|
1/25/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.6 | "To the Centennial Guides"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the journey meant
|
1/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.7 | "Snowblind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the crude eye color blazes gray
|
1/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the close fury of knowing
|
1/19/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When river told land, a clause
|
1/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From here to any rock
|
1/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At 4 this morning I woke...(page of prose)
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1/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the ship and the joking of the water
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1/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.11 | "Part of God in the Worry of St.
Augustine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One place in space was where
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1/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.11 | "Part of God in the Worry of St.
Augustine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyplace in space was where
|
1/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where horsemen solved their hardest problems
|
1/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.13 | "How to write without sentences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elf bent seedling, grown
|
1/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A whole people could make a mistake
|
1/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.14 | "King Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Confident wherever he was, my friend
|
2/13/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cost of epics may ruin all the world
|
2/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.15 | "Who Remembers Cozy Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: One rain may hit one place, then - so long, dust
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.16 | "King Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If only we can trade space
|
2/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do not ask more than the winter gives
|
2/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.17 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only what winter gives, I claim. Yew trees
|
2/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.17 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I turn the towns I pass to memories
|
2/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.18 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That home assured by plants, the heather
|
2/19/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.18 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The strategy of reserve, the doing right
|
2/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.18 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a world where no one knows for sure
|
2/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide, high state
|
2/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All times by grace pour hours
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.21 | "King Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: King Space took rooms away
|
2/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.21 | "King Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Confident wherever he was, my friend
|
2/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.22 | "look cat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old as the look was, it missed
|
2/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was strange. Not a child, but a woman
|
2/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading The Wild Duck... (page of prose)
|
2/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.24 | "Proportioning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The disproportioning: last things have us
|
2/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because by grace in these good hours
|
2/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.25 | "King Space"
Typed draft.
First line: Confident wherever he is, my friend
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.25 | "Look Cat"
Typed draft.
First line: A woman has blinded this house
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.26 | "Where horsemen met..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: And that was true
|
2/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No way to save you: I see you fail
|
3/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Save me from anger, either slow
|
3/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How it faded was - color meant little
|
3/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All you say comes from the world
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3/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On crouching statues and in shards
|
3/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Impatient with what my tribe assumes
|
3/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever it is the world does now
|
3/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have cultivated needs that torture us
|
3/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.30 | "Note from the Underground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We live in a little willow house
|
3/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide the wader fell in deep
|
4/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Kaiser sawed his own wood
|
4/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eye looks at the brain
|
4/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sky that could sustain a heaven
|
3/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleep of wings below us
|
3/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.33 | "Memorials of a Tour/Mt Hood"
Typed draft.
First line: Both sides fought stillness
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the coldest land was in the sun
|
4/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Next time trouble, next time help
|
4/19/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The jugular caught the cats attention
|
4/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A torment of wise girders will become still
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4/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.35 | "Old Helper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even when we ran farther than we thought we could
|
4/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have the working of truth
|
4/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Live so: the morning sun
|
4/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.36 | "To One Who Scorned Nostalgia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fast they came and high
|
4/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By its own excellence it fails
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4/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A line, of some kind, goes, or could go
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4/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing the voice -- life-thrilled contralto
|
4/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.38 | "Look Cat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was strange. A woman had blinded the house
|
2/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moving a little toward flank
|
2/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.39 | "How to Cross This Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they search they miss
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4/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thing dogs need and then some warm to stare in
|
4/11/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to the side, anothers side
|
4/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This metaphor we inhabit... (page of prose)
|
4/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wire brought a tight landscape, a screen
|
3/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We think wings
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3/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.43 | "Proportioning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing the level wind we earthward
|
2/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.44 | "Memorials of a Tour At a Pioneer
Cemetery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Both sides fought stillness
|
4/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.45 | "Memorials of a Tour Pioneer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of course there was always this to say
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4/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How I love that scorn that others
|
3/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.46 | "Memorials of a Tour/HoodTrip to the Zoo / In
the Cage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the turn of neck a wolverine offered
|
3/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.47 | "Memorials of a Tour/Hood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke thinks it ought to have a home
|
3/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To be a fool as far as anyone
|
3/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let orders get lost when any wood
|
3/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.49 | "Hero Learning to Leave Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early, ordered by the straight sounds
|
3/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Twirling the quiet storms within themselves
|
2/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only oblique reluct, and then look
|
2/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will you call me, over
|
2/27/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only word our state would say
|
3/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What can they trust - who have to trust
|
3/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Glint at underwhelmed man at work
|
3/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.53 | "Universe Is One Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crisis? Crisis they call it, when
|
3/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Speak what breath brings
|
3/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.54 | "Stop at Dunsmuir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That waterfall sleeping on the way down
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3/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.54 | "Elevator"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spoke? No. Nobody spoke
|
3/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, a harp. There is a cold place
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3/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.54 | "Universe Is One Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crisis they call it? When
|
3/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.55 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Typed draft.
First line: In a world where no one knows for sure
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person flaunts ability to shine
|
3/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.57 | "Wanderer Awaiting Preferment"
Typed draft.
First line: In a world where no one knows for sure
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Darkness is a sky where we could fall
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4/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Colors crowd us to be our family
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4/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evil means all it would say
|
4/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knowing the owl floats for hunger
|
4/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Closing, approaching. But good. Somewhere out there
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4/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.60 | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: By a simple bridge, a log, we cross
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.61 | "Survivors"
Typed draft.
First line: A man came toward our fire
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4/9/1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.62 | "Teacher to Parent"
Typed draft.
First line: Worshippers embody their wants and are saved
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.63 | "Teachers Apology to a Parent"
Typed draft.
First line: This term your son awoke into the bell
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.64 | "Teachers Apology to a Parent"
Typed draft.
First line: This term your son moved into the bell
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.65 | "Vocation: Writer"
Typed draft.
First line: This dream the world is having about itself
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.66 | "Student"
Typed draft.
First line: In still fields where only the whole world moves
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.67 | "Poor Mans Machiavelli"
Typed draft.
First line: Like the sudden friend on the straight road
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.68 | "Recollection"
Typed draft.
First line: A picture comes and finds you; swerves
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.69 | "Talking Over the Trip"
Typed draft.
First line: All we brought back shone
|
3/29/1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.70 | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: By a simple bridge, a log, we cross
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.71 | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: By a simple bridge, a log, we crossed
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.72 | "Orientation"
Typed draft.
First line: You gropers, present company, recall
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.73 | "At Bow Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: The man bent near our fire
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.74 | "Certain Quiet Types"
Typed draft.
First line: Recall quiet types that wont return
|
1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loft hay we visited
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5/1/1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.75 | "Out There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That school between the atoms where
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5/2/1961 |
Box: 5 | 59.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People in the park we passed
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5/13/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they said of that welter of wild
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5/28/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Precise. Exactly where clear hills pace
|
5/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Women and men pelted into the hills
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5/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.78 | "At the Ski Meet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will no one say a word for Now?
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5/27/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, those crowds belong away somewhere
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5/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In order to find you, to know
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5/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.80 | "Old Helper: a Few of His Doings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By one and then another speech
|
5/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.81 | "Old Helper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kids in the numb room told each other
|
5/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes, a little sound: only God
|
5/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.81 | "At Night School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the class a woman wild about New Mexico
|
5/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.82 | "I Really Must Leave Now Catacombs
poem"
Typed draft.
First line: At parties late or in the sound a morning makes
|
6/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.83 | "Hamlet in Rome catacombs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the amphitheater we found a
|
5/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.83 | "Catacombs poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In their dark the blind have catacombs
|
5/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.84 | "Catacombs poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We slow may find that various
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5/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleep we sought: or height, or arrival
|
5/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.85 | "On the Campus"
Typed draft.
First line: In the hall they named for Templeton
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.85 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When the lion died the tree let go a leaf
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.86 | "Trustees of the College"
Typed draft.
First line: In the hall they named for Templeton
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little bird, how you had to be
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5/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.87 | "How You Had To Be"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the hall named for Templeton
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5/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right now you trouble the sleep
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5/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.89 | "Peters Family"
Handwritten draft.
First line: West sags, returns
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6/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.89 | "Peters Family"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They cant analyze some people
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6/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.90 | "Read to the Last Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose a heroic deed
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6/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Opening day many trout forgive their sides
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6/13/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A young tiger was loose (dream)
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6/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.92 | "Our Neighborhood"
Typed draft.
First line: To who concerns himself with it: our neighborhood
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.93 | "Our Neighborhood p.2"
Typed draft.
First line: Near bus line, and public services
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.94 | "Our Neighborhood p.3"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a planning commission
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide highway, co-ordinate turned wide
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6/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This way happens to be right. I happen to choose it
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6/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.95 | "Our Neighborhood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To who concerns himself with it
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6/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night, it was, and in their dreams, trouble
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6/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.96 | "Scholar in the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of our sudden space evening birds
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6/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pavement fans to drives, to lawns, to split
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6/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.98 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In order to find you, to deserve
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.99 | "At the Ski Meet"
Typed draft.
First line: Above their hickory bent to spring
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.100 | "I Really Must Leave Now"
Typed draft.
First line: At parties late or in the sound that morning makes
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6/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.100 | ""
Typed draft.
First line: The eye of an owl looks at the brain
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4/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.101 | "How to Cross This Valley"
Typed draft.
First line: When they march they miss
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.102 | "To One Who Scorns Nostalgia"
Typed draft.
First line: The geese come fast and high
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.102 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We own the truth of Truth
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.103 | "Read to the Last Line Suppose"
Typed draft.
First line: Suppose a heroic deed
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.104 | "Jugular"
Typed draft.
First line: My jugular caught his glance
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.104 | "Old Helper"
Typed draft.
First line: When we ran farther than we thought we could
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little heart, little heart, when will the load of the sky
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6/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bound because they know
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5/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No ditch without its willow
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6/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.107 | "Writing the Australian Crawl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming home from camping (prose original)
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6/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hoped with trees and other things
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6/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We break fourteen sticks and set them
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7/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain weeds come where low water
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7/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.108 | "Art Process"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That long, stupid look at the material
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7/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Informed by something jagged - a cruel king, say -
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7/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hand against the solid rock
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7/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we cannot see turns the lake
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7/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down south you hold your mouth just so
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7/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One cold morning before Einstein died
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7/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the morning of July 11, 1959
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7/11/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go wherever you want to in your shadow
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7/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.111 | "Title Comes Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In sleep the self responds - faker! faker!
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7/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There must be sound because great sighs
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7/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many towns, the enemy of any kind of fountain
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7/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where corn tops crowd near the river
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7/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.115 | "Big Minnow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We translated all the day
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7/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.115 | "Being"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one heard any gate close
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7/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You must hurry to meet what will be
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7/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.116 | "Party Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The echo that the voice was was
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7/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.117 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Live so: the morning sun
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.117 | "Below Words"
Typed draft.
First line: Hearing the life-thrill contralto
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.118 | "Charro"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forming in the wrist of that man
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7/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.118 | "Snow Water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the summer at an island
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7/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These pine cathedrals, ponderosa columns
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7/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two people anchored think they can see all boats (story)
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7/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was along in honey, timed a different way
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7/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.119 | "Escape"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the deer already arrived
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7/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.120 | "Flowers and Rocks Consider the Little
Flowering Plants II"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Attentive to the air, returning the rains touch
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7/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.121 | "Consider I"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over in the Indian country in the fall
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7/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.121 | "Consider III"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down in the closed night we remembered ourselves
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7/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.122 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Failures guide. Ignorance is one of our friends
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7/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In cold woods at daylight cruelest men
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8/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The fashioning of banks and the decor
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8/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.124 | "Fire Thorn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Either bush or tree
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8/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a glance in the station we extradite each other
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8/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First where the roof belongs
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8/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way steel is hard
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8/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.125 | "Accoutrements"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The point of this knife ia wisdom
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8/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Born again on an island far from here
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a glance when we pass we extradite each other
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surprised in hollow, out for rind
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.127 | "Charro"
Typed draft.
First line: Formed in the wrist of that man
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.127 | "Small Town Vignette"
Typed draft.
First line: My eskimo dog always bit a certain man
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.128 | "Job At Manchester College"
Typed draft.
First line: It starts before light
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.129 | "Job At Manchester College p.2"
Typed draft.
First line: look at the deep faces looking at us
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not only can imagine the world
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8/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A kind of pitch that - not having touched it
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8/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.131 | "Place to Be Is Where You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now comes our time, new night
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8/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You might as well know -
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8/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is coming toward us?
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8/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may drive a nitro truck
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No ever unless a stranger
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.133 | "At Cove on the Crooked River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Cove Park our camp in the open
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8/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.134 | "Charro"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Formed in the wrist of that man
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7/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.134 | "Small Town Vignette"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My eskimo dog always bit a certain man
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7/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.135 | "Flowers and Rocks"
Typed draft.
First line: Attentive to the air, returning the rains touch
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7/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.136 | "Trouble, Knowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We well know the tiger
|
8/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was two weeks after their marriage (story)
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8/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As alone as broken clouds
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8/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.137 | "Job Manchester College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vast versions of wind, the float route home
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8/26/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the way they were coming
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8/25/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.138 | "To the Girl in the Bus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound of a boat in mist, lisping faint waves
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8/25/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night before you check the barn, let the dogs out
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8/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers at the last farm on the north road
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8/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fall - hear the leaves along?-
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8/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sundays dark birds find people
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8/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place that means to have what is there
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.141 | "Wondering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A need for that still mountainside
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the breeze at night, when the guardians
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We felt the beginning of all right: be where you are / and then
by being there be on your way
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the crowd somewhere an immediate / clown
|
8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fast along the cliff with bounce
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8/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Negotiable Poem (article)
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8/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the wisdom of the state we were
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8/28/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The north side of Mt. Jefferson offered
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8/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One turned and asked the design
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9/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The healthy twist all torque toward the right
|
9/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faith has a fire, not of a torture
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9/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The leaders of one country found their people
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9/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.146 | "JobTeaching Shelley..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that story of the stars
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9/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.147 | "Job At Manchester College"
Typed draft.
First line: It starts before light
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.148 | "To the Girl in the Bus"
Typed draft.
First line: The sound of a boat in mist lisping faint waves
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.148 | "For the Anniversary Banquet"
Typed draft.
First line: In the way they were coming
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Local people (all people are) - (photocopy)
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9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the wisdom river we climbed farther (photocopy)
|
9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a way the leaves were over (photocopy)
|
9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By calling Love they thought they owned it (photocopy)
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9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once in the West a grizzly (photocopy)
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9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lovers meet inside a cage where tiger cubs (photocopy)
|
9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wood one branch at a time extends (photocopy)
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9/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.150 | "Adults Only"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our airedale owns a fur world (photocopy)
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9/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.151 | "Adults Only"
Typed draft.
First line: Animals own a fur world (photocopy)
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You tell us more than we can forgive
|
9/13/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once we lose, only absolute expense will
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9/13/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.153 | "Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to be quiet enough with them
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9/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the web, then foot. We did not go out
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9/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.154 | "Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: the door slammed, the hall took us toward quiet
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9/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When hills rise against the walkers breath
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9/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one said the force; no one
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9/28/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.156 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Sundays dark birds find people
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.156 | "Wondering Poems 3"
Typed draft.
First line: A need for that still mountainside
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.156 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Be where you are
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.156 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At the great falls we tried to watch the rocks
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Using the old saw hand for new cutting
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9/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the soft airplane a steel moth
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9/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Receiving all else. Even in the dark
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9/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing the sawdust at the mill
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9/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hesitating, the translator found himself
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9/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.159 | "Three Travel Poems 1 / After the Mild
Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Long rain meant the real wind
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9/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.160 | "Design on the Oriole"
Typed draft.
First line: Dragon blood, they say - little emblems
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.161 | "Design on the Oriole"
Typed draft.
First line: Dragon blood, they say, little emblems
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.162 | "Old Hamer Place"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind came every night like an animal
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.163 | "Thought Is a Pacifist"
Typed draft.
First line: While the bullet was coming
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.163 | "Communion at Lunch"
Typed draft.
First line: Between my sandwich (little but bread these days)
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.164 | "Subsistence Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell again just one little strange thing - last fall
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.165 | "After Plotinus"
Typed draft.
First line: When a statue turns its real gaze
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.165 | "Design on the Oriole"
Typed draft.
First line: Dragon blood, they say - little emblems
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.166 | "Old Hamer Place"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind came every night like an animal
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.167 | "Thought, the Pacifist"
Typed draft.
First line: While the bullet was coming
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.168 | "Communion at Lunch"
Typed draft.
First line: Eating my sandwich (little but bread these days)
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.169 | "Subsistence"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember this little strange thing: last fall
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.170 | "Character"
Typed draft.
First line: You preferred oak trees, walked
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.171 | "By the Escalator"
Typed draft.
First line: There are faces you own
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.172 | "Across the Lakes Eye"
Typed draft.
First line: Theres a lefthand world that other people see
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.173 | "Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, our dog, will bite
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10/28/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.173 | "Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a dog named Here
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10/29/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clear sky bends
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10/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.175 | "Wondering Poems 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cross-fixed heaven
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10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.175 | "Three Travel Poems 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Long rain meant the real wind
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10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.175 | "Wondering Poems 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man looked into a telescope
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10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain identified a face
|
10/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.177 | "Once in Traffic Sounds / Girl Who Died, Who
Lived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night in a sound that came by chance
|
10/11/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing really hastens or slows time
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10/7/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.177 | "Ultimate Problems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Aztec design God crowds
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10/8/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.177 | "Girl Who Died, Who Lived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I assure you I forgot your name
|
10/11/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time to know how far
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10/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if the weather tells me a north story
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1/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It loomed. Everything tried
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10/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we stopped the wagon was sold
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10/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.179 | "Trip"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day I met a man so dull
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10/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.180 | "What For"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could act cold - that is on the way
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10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oak is ignorance; willow is nothing but knowing
|
10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That year the sun began to mean
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10/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The road then measured along past mileposts
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10/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The track turns. We know it will again
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10/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.183 | "Tree in the Forest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 59? Yes, I remember: year
|
11/2/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tree that falls in the forest
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11/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.184 | "Title Comes Later"
Typed draft.
First line: In sleep a little man cries, Faker! Faker!
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Immediate here and fiercely seen, a
|
11/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only black, then only cold
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11/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we see through is a strange window
|
11/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.186 | "Old Hamer Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind comes every night like a stealthy animal
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11/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.187 | "Old Hamer Place Moving Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Swinging back, sky sounding
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11/19/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.188 | "Communion at Lunch"
Typed draft.
First line: Between my sandwich (little but bread these days)
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.189 | "Live Perception"
Typed draft.
First line: While the bullet was coming
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.190 | "Ultimate Problems"
Typed draft.
First line: In the Aztec design God crowds
|
1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now we know how near the danger
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11/9/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now:/I want the wind to come in
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11/12/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.192 | "Wondering Poems 1"
Typed draft.
First line: What must I have?
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.192 | "Wondering Poems 2"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cross-fixed heaven
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.192 | "Wondering Poems 3"
Typed draft.
First line: A man looked into a telescope
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10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.193 | "Three Travel Poems 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Long rain meant the real wind
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9/18/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.193 | "Three Travel Poems 2"
Typed draft.
First line: After that wisdom river we climbed further
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9/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.193 | "Wondering Three Travel Poems 3"
Typed draft.
First line: A need for that still mountainside
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.194 | "Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a dog named Here
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.194 | "Wondering Poems 1"
Typed draft.
First line: A man looked into a telescope
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10/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.194 | "Wondering Poems 2"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cross-fixed heaven
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.194 | "Wondering Poems 3"
Typed draft.
First line: A need for that still mountainside
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8/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.195 | "Old Hamer Place Moving Day"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind comes every night like a stealthy animal
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.196 | "Old Hamer Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This had got lost from my mind
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11/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.196 | "Old Hamer Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place that has changed is a different place
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11/19/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heavy things remind space
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11/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only two, and they weeping
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11/16/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something that speaks my voice recants
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11/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come along down to Evans
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11/6/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the way showed - more to bite
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11/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The birds are finding quality, ducks
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11/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elephants go to die at a big valley
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11/5/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out where the heart works harder
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11/20/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were close and then living on the edge
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11/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh shake this house indeed, animal: before we go away
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11/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.203 | "After To Plotinus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A statue turned to real eyes
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11/30/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looping into their throats what vowels
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12/1/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.204 | "Design on the Oriole"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It may be that right here
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12/3/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.205 | "Old Hamer Place Moving Day"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind comes every night like a stealthy animal
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.206 | "Old Hamer Place Moving Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This had got lost from my mind
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man whose talk turned real
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.208 | "Before Anyone Died"
Typed draft.
First line: West of Arkalon where we lay talking quietly
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.208 | "In April at the College"
Typed draft.
First line: The hall clothes-whispers teach
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.209 | "Before Anyone Died"
Typed draft.
First line: It was west of Arkalon where we lay
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.210 | "In Medias Res"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My wife loved the stations on that shield
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12/21/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.211 | "In Medias Res"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Tenth one night when they sounded the siren
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moving down toward small, to find
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12/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turned her neck to the accompaniment of thunder
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12/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt make any difference
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12/17/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.214 | "By the Escalator"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are faces you own
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12/14/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.214 | "Strange Hunting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You prefered oak trees, walked
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12/15/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Her face replied before any question
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12/13/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.216 | "After Plotinus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A statue turned its real eyes
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12/4/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out over the part between us
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12/10/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person a message
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12/11/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe they see the hall deeper
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12/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone pushed words whichever way
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12/31/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.219 | "In Medias Res"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Main one night when they sounded the chimes
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12/28/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the Yampa where the weather
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12/23/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the roots go down beside the Yampa
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12/24/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.221 | "Undertow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, not long ago. Anything we remember is now.
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12/22/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.222 | "In April at the College"
Typed draft.
First line: In the hall many a clothes-whisper teaches
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1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is more light now than there used to be
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12/28/1959 |
Box: 5 | 59.223 | "In April at the College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the hall some clothes-whisper teaches
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12/31/1959 |
Box: 6 | 60.1 | "Preacher on the corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He talked like an old gun killing buffalo
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1/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.2 | "Preacher on the corner"
Typed draft.
First line: He talked like an old gun killing buffalo
|
1960 |
Box: | ""
First line:
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Box: 6 | 60.3 | "Across the lakes eye"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking the ice across the lakes eye
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.4 | "Preacher at the corner"
Typed draft.
First line: He talked like an old gun killing buffalo
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.5 | "Brother and Sister"
Typed draft.
First line: You cant say well enough the things that happen
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.6 | "Across the Lakes Eye"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking ice across the lakes eye
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.7 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Cat by cat my tabby aunt
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.8 | "Letter Not Even to Deliver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They should forbid the way you look
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1/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not enough stories - streams of them
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1/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.9 | "Brother and Sister Three Writers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We cant say fast enough the things that happen
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1/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone can see that the insinuating
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1/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of living in a city where people dont think
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1/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is no burden to be fair
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1/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of dark a radio feels, fading
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1/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the pass that snowy night
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1/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a secret path patrolled by poison ivy
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1/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.13 | "Thought Machine"
Typed draft.
First line: Its little eye stares on in its forehead
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The state permits our lake and certain
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1/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The left-hand world that other people see
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1/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of sight and back of other things
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1/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.14 | "In Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fog on its big flat feet skis through the mountains
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1/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other people depict our past; they reenact
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1/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.15 | "Across the Lakes Eye"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the negative of the world that suicides love
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1/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people just echo, negative
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1/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the stories: an island burrowed
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1/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the land comes down and opens
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1/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hills around here usually have
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1/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide go many islands gently opened
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1/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.18 | "Across the Lakes Eye"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A common duck - pintail - chose us
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1/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.18 | "Messengers of Dark (tr. fr. Cesar
Vallejo)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are blows in life so hard...I dont know
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1/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass tells the cornstalks; they
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1/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.20 | "Messengers of Dark (p.372)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are blows in life, so hard - I dont know!*
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1/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the canyons lead and they
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1/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cat by cat my tabby aunt
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1/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back to the little streams among the biggest
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1/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ease of shrugging life had come for him
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1/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rope three ply meant help
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1/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you will promise to level
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1/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time caught in the mind catches the bronze
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1/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One part of the storm, one place in the hills
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1/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking down where people might be
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1/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only one story, it about broken
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1/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Were you the one like the climber
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1/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look down there in the blue
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1/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.26 | "Across the Lakes Eye"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Would you like all these: who offer
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1/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone who counts will come
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1/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surface of the ground, you happen
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1/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.28 | "Found in a Storm"
Typed draft.
First line: A storm that needed a mountain
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.29 | "Autumn draft 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Because our signals jammed
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.29 | "Autumn draft 3"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere a signal jammed
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.30 | "Autumn draft 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere a signal jammed
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing feet going away in the hall
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1/31/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange and getting stranger, far
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1/31/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They found a tree
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1/28/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me fail, fail on all counts
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1/30/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ignore fire; will upward
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1/26/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime I would hear a person in my family
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1/25/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little boy who looked out of his window
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1/26/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The oddity of our worlds valuing
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1/26/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the rain brought, or dragging fog
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1/22/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rain brought word you
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1/23/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.37 | "Culture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The unthinkable tracks of a giant germ
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1/21/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.38 | "Out There"
Typed draft.
First line: That school between the atoms where
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back in the last valley we found
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2/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Later our town will last
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2/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You sleepwalk, no dream the floor tho
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2/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of a pond you rise
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2/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...this night some will die. Not hearing more
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2/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the rain is finding and the range
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2/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.43 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where when you say please they always
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2/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one spent more light than dark
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2/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.44 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hill went up. On the side a few
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2/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The course: this, then that. We meet
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2/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traveling valleys made off into the range
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2/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every car secretly radioed. There is a star
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2/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We fall these years toward you
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2/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words as wise as any ears can stand
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2/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.47 | "Essai"
Typed draft.
First line: Trying to act themselves, to be what they already are
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.47 | "Responsible Song"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside our cabin (only a lean-to
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.47 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Even varnish maintains well
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.48 | "Wisteria Jones"
Typed draft.
First line: The girl Id like to meet is that one
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.48 | "TV Book Review"
Typed draft.
First line: In the pilot set we watched ourselves
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our stars begin to close and go
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2/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say all charts declare a change
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2/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.50 | "Thought Machine"
Typed draft.
First line: Its little eye stares On in its forehead
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of brass light comes and a picture
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2/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our town begins to utter City
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2/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A voice they heard required of them
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2/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe classify lit... (page of prose)
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3/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.54 | "Repetitions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a stutterer whose error once had come from love
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3/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Throat filled with shadows
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3/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.55 | "Extension Division: Lit 107"
Typed draft.
First line: Descending at 60 the slow dream of the freeway
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.56 | "State Extension... (p.2)"
Typed draft.
First line: the net, and their best efforts tangle.)
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.57 | "Repetitions"
Typed draft.
First line: Once a stutterer whose errors voiced his love
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.58 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Even if you stand with one foot on the curb
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.59 | "Repetitions"
Typed draft.
First line: Once a stutterer whose arror voiced his love
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.59 | "Museum at Tillamook"
Typed draft.
First line: Joe Champion, first white settler:
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.60 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its little eye stares On, in its forehead
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3/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.61 | "Machiavelli"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At every treaty picture that failure busily
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3/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Straight outward - the look into the sky
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Revive the way a stutter finds a cross
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the crystal with only one
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3/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.63 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking for why to thank anyone, my betters
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3/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.64 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pack today and, shoulder wagging, turn
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3/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.64 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking across the fire, beside him dog and spear
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3/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From inside crystal time happens only to other things
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3/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.65 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im not getting him... (prose)
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3/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.65 | "Thought Machine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thought machine anticipates its memories
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3/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was dark in our cube
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3/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.66 | "Wakondo, Montaignes Cannibal
Essai"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He thought he was trying to think
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3/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surrounded by persons whose judgments
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3/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even varnish maintains well
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3/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have the best; what there is now
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many of our hands need more
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He acted in octaves, never less himself than
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My letter, it turned out to be me
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let all sound lie today on the tops of the trees
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Living the logs blocking the river
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.68 | "Responsible"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside our cabin
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3/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.69 | "Museum at Tillamook"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joe Champion was the first white settler
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.70 | "Museum at Tillamook (1)*"
Typed draft.
First line: The early one, hater of statistics
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.71 | "Museum at Tillamook (2)*"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember--upstairs other creatures from the wild
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.72 | "Museum at Tillamook (1)*"
Typed draft.
First line: Still faces on the wall, that look
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.73 | "Museum at Tillamook (2)*"
Typed draft.
First line: There is The Morning Star, all sail spread
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.74 | "Museum at Tillamook*"
Typed draft.
First line: First one, hater of statistics
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3/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By staying still and being zero
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3/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The girl Id like to meet is that one
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3/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something about the day makes it need
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3/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over many loops of the river
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3/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where atone: a strangely mixed emotion
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3/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In surges of the car we came around
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3/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.77 | "TV Book Review"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the pilot set we watched ourselves
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3/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought which makes you small and brief
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3/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.78 | "Juans Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think. It would be better to have no face
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3/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a net of right. It is too fine
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3/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they got far they found
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3/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sentinels the day we came to this house
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3/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Almost any time beside us in vivid ways
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3/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One who can act then learn from landscape
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3/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We beat a drum and sign and beat a drum
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3/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.82 | "Extension Division: Lit 107"
Typed draft.
First line: Descending at 60 the slow dream of the freeway
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4/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.83 | "Guitar (4)"
Typed draft.
First line: Yielding an utterly inadequate sorrow
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.84 | "Guitar (5)"
Typed draft.
First line: An instrument of good account with the world
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.85 | "Guitar (3) Mandolin"
Typed draft.
First line: An instrument of good account with the world
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.86 | "Guitar (1)*"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Valladolid they have that utterly adequate sorrow
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5/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.87 | "Machiavelli "
Typed draft.
First line: At every treaty that failure busily
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3/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before we thought anyone was
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4/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.88 | "Euonymous"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, long after, always at night
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4/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.88 | "In the Arroyo State of Knowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dust came along turning. Near the cemetery
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5/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shoulders make from here whatever
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4/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slum desert where even the cactus has flowers
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4/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.89 | "At a Sermon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the preacher said was only true, true
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4/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.89 | "At a Sermon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flat as the south forty where the combine crew
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4/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pursued by bile into the text and overtaken
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4/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.90 | "Chart"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes considering
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.90 | "Guitar (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Where do people have the best account with the world (At
Vallidolid)
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.91 | "In the Arroyo"
Typed draft.
First line: Dust came along turning near the cemetery
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.91 | "Chart"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes consider
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, when you fall then it is Monday, all
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4/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only one at a time: day, life, regret
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4/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They picked up little. Needed no more
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4/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were faint lines in the mountains
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4/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.93 | "Chart"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh I fear for that little child
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4/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the manager said how well
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4/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.94 | "Extension Division For the Blank Space that
Should Be Where This Poem Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That station in the north poured the wide beam
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4/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A home of shadows dominates us
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3/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We need large eyes. Our throats of vision
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3/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sent gulls, expression by; sent waves
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3/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People lie down on the sand; they send
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3/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only Machiavellis brother directed beyond people
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3/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rich for the tree standing across the street
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4/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were lost when the false men found us
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4/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.96 | "Extension Division: Lit 107"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every time you read the Grecian Urn... (prose)
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4/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could be followers horse fell
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4/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One carve and those hills appeared
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4/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Places where you need to be charge
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4/28/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any time we tried for distance flowers
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4/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alena. Beside our play, even in the park
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4/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Circle of light, but in the dark every person
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4/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The neighbors wife engaged the field
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4/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Images of Man in Modern Literature (page of prose)
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notice whatever asks you: prisoner
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4/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Openings today in the valley trees
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4/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.101 | "Chart"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mention a window, someone
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.102 | "Chart"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere theres a tiger left
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was sort of like that
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5/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the furious wheat that greened enough to wild
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5/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the war the wound he wore like a badge
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5/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.105 | "Chart"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Consider sometime the European federation
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5/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.106 | "At a Sermon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the preacher said was only true
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5/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shomosko had a Haines
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The great man whose insulting cigarette
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5/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.109 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: That great man whose insulting cigarette
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the corner we cursed all the ways
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5/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the night surely it will be easy
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5/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the juniper cemetery we stood
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5/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dry leaves rattle in the wind
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5/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say when the finest instrument kneels
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5/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile the sun, then...
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5/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tall, so vulnerable, their legs
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5/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that wilderness where a face
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5/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Combing the sea toward Astoria
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5/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.115 | "Machiavelli"
Typed draft.
First line: While an honest muscle beside the mouth
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.115 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A mask will say what you intend
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone ran, or maybe they all thought
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5/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fast animals, their legs committed
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5/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before we could try anything anyway
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5/31/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.118 | "Wood Sermon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wood in church poured long grain
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5/16/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.118 | "Identifications"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before corridors in the woods take
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5/16/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.119 | "In Atlantis or New York"
Typed draft.
First line: They still do not have the right kind of money
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.120 | "Identifications"
Typed draft.
First line: Before corridors in the woods take
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.121 | "Orientation"
Typed draft.
First line: You gropers, present company, recall
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.122 | "Teachers Apology to a Parent"
Typed draft.
First line: This term your son woke into the bell
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.123 | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: By a simple bridge, a log, we cross
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.124 | "At Bow Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: The man bent near our fire
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.125 | "Out There"
Typed draft.
First line: That school between the atoms where
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.126 | "Podunk"
Typed draft.
First line: Citizens who stayed here sing about this place
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.126 | "Great Northern"
Typed draft.
First line: When our train vaulted a river
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.127 | "Tornado"
Typed draft.
First line: First the soul of our house
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.128 | "Sooner and Later Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Laurel wants this town
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.129 | "Tornado"
Typed draft.
First line: First the soul of the house left, up the chimney
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.130 | "At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Offering itself, the town
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.131 | "Sooner and Later"
Typed draft.
First line: Laurel wants this town
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.131 | "Big School"
Typed draft.
First line: When our girl brought the watch she said she found
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.132 | "Big School"
Typed draft.
First line: When our girl brought the watch to show what she found
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.133 | "Big School"
Typed draft.
First line: When our girl brought the watch and said she found it
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.133 | "Big School"
Typed draft.
First line: When our girl brought the watch that she said she found
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.134 | "Zen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This little notebook binds a snowman
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6/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe the blue deserves to win
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6/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When geology holds us, part of a hill
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6/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hal moves and then waits
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6/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An invented way to judge, like point of aim
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6/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At any time, would it be better to be alive
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6/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They spoke every day
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6/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every hope I am willing to say
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6/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.138 | "Tornado"
Typed draft.
First line: First the soul of our house
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.139 | "Tornado"
Typed draft.
First line: First the soul of our house
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.140 | "At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Offering itself, this town
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many good reasons to fail
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6/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not committed to any of the archetypal patterns
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6/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No encounter except the dread
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6/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.141 | "Tunnel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Circle getting farther smaller dimmer
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6/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clear as the river was, many fish hid
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6/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Closely designed, evryone alone and with a lilt
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6/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking explorers far, the wilderness became itself
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6/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The finest differences make the most meaning
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6/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we wanted to sleep for
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.144 | "Tornado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of our house came in pursuing
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6/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fast animals their legs committed
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6/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only thing to do, once the balloons begin to come down
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6/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.146 | "Big School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When our girl brought the watch that she said she found
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6/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The act. Not as tall
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6/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The right failure will touch the mouth
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6/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One word at a time, the town gets
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6/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.148 | "Sooner and Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Laurel wants this town
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6/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of all that rushed the road we were trying
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6/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A king rules people hungry for what they
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6/22/1970 |
Box: 6 | 60.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a patchwork friend gave bread
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6/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accompanied infallibly, we sang
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6/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.151 | "Tulip Tree"
Typed draft.
First line: Many a wild night
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have done July: assigned by implied
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7/31/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.153 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A face like news is coming toward the world
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7/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By trying little, well, we hid
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7/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have lost a tiger, and want to breathe
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7/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not for long. Winter over the mountain
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7/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leading out as far as a travelers need
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7/31/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: However far
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7/31/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.155 | "Something of Dimension "
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the writing when I looked
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.155 | "Shine on Everything"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And in the lapel of that man there was
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.156 | "Finding and Making"
Handwritten draft.
First line: His expression then was calm
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.156 | "Judgments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The glass was becoming a mirror again
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.157 | "Lake Chelan Living, the water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even at the lower end at the town
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8/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbers back from the glacier waited that night
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8/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A strange-shaped woman walked along our street
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8/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.158 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In winter the sun stalks among peaks finding
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8/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.159 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The line before you draw it on the page
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8/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.160 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water touches the line far back in the hills
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7/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.161 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An intention on a hill with gravity
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7/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing an easy hill and seeing an arrow leaf
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7/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.161 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Room outdoors for bushes and wind
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7/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If our way - slow - could claim
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7/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flat sailing rock or the object skips
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7/31/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a road up north so quiet
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7/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The spirit faded, trees got greener
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7/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the power of all that should be, you return
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7/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When arrival time slur feet
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7/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few notes kept during the trip to Canada, July 10-20
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notes from the Canada trip (p.2)
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.168 | "Across Kansas Crossing Kansas One Summer
night"
Typed draft.
First line: My family slept those level miles
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.169 | "Rx Creative Writing; Identity How to
Keep..."
Typed draft.
First line: You take this pill, a new world
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.169 | "Across Kansas One Summer Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Once you cross a land like that
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.170 | "Guides"
Typed draft.
First line: Forms have lighted the ages
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.171 | "Across Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: My family slept those level miles
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.172 | "Culture"
Typed draft.
First line: Indelible around a student lamp night presses
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear folks -
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.174 | "Girl Who Died, Who Lived"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night in a sound that came by chance
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.175 | "Once at Our Play"
Typed draft.
First line: Once at our play an earthquake
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.175 | "Girl Who Died, Who Lived"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night an old sound came by chance
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.176 | "O Tennyson"
Typed draft.
First line: Your niche bricked over by success
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.176 | "To a College Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Folded into books our country works
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.177 | "Guides"
Typed draft.
First line: Forms have lighted the ages
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.177 | "Across Kansas One Summer Night"
Typed draft.
First line: My family slept those level miles
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.177 | "To a College Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Folded into books our country works
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.178 | "Culture"
Typed draft.
First line: Indelible around th student lamp night presses
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.178 | "Across Kansas One Summer Night"
Typed draft.
First line: My family slept those level miles
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.178 | "Guides"
Typed draft.
First line: Forms have lighted the ages
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the drama does is ours
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7/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Adviced by consequences. Told so true
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7/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.179 | "Leader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: His talent was finding opponents
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7/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the hydrant a sizzling meant
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7/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lure birds, fish, beaver, men
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7/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.180 | "Interlude "
Handwritten draft.
First line: For hawk and rabbit and all between
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7/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Distasteful days that riddle the town
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7/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.181 | "Song of Beethovens That Kim
Plays"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is this country under the thunder
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7/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reminding the valley valleys bend
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7/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the unaccompanied singers came upon us
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7/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those wakened steps before the body moves
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7/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.183 | "Driving the Big Loop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We kept on being down that road
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7/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.184 | "Driving the Big Loop"
Typed draft.
First line: We began to belong to that country
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.185 | "Beaver People"
Typed draft.
First line: The beaver people are trying to find the good water
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.185 | "Driving the Big Loop"
Typed draft.
First line: We began to feel
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.186 | "Beaver People"
Typed draft.
First line: The beaver people are trying to find the good water
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.187 | "Human Declaration"
Typed draft.
First line: Beside a neutral wire
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.188 | "Driving the Big Loop"
Typed draft.
First line: We began to belong to that country
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.189 | "Round Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A park up north has only round
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7/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.190 | "Round Park"
Typed draft.
First line: One park up north has only round
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.191 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of that far river beyond your thought
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7/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the rivers - the Saskatchewan - rinsed
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7/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.192 | "Woman at Banff from Vassar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Past what she said a bear came along, violating
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7/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any hand that ever put
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7/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.193 | "Western"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suspended in summer, Nanton
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7/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.194 | "Western"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is anyone alive outside the television set?
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7/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.195 | "Woman at Banff"
Typed draft.
First line: While she was talking a bear happened along, violating
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.195 | "Interlude"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of that river beyond your thought
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.196 | "Western"
Typed draft.
First line: When the presidential candidate came to our town
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not told of you that a church
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7/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to meet? By one way at a time
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7/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.198 | "In the Real Language Never Said"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When pretty, a clerk
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7/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.199 | "In the Dry Country"
Typed draft.
First line: A littered old campground of migrants
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.200 | "In the Dry Country"
Typed draft.
First line: At a littered old campground of migrants
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.201 | "In the Real Language Never Said"
Typed draft.
First line: When, say, on a bus you encounter a person who smiles
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.201 | "In the Real Language Never Said"
Typed draft.
First line: When, say on a bus, you encounter a person
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.202 | "In the Real Language Never Said"
Typed draft.
First line: When, say on a bus, you encounter a person who
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.202 | "In the Dry Country"
Typed draft.
First line: To touch as the locust tree does is a religious greeting
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our one help, this cold wisdom
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7/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That part of the web led back
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7/28/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last, close for guidance
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7/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we happened on
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6/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.205 | "At the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tinkling of love and then the faithful
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6/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.205 | "At the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Offering itself, this town
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7/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sparrow sat on the lawn
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7/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Full straight, or any spell, we burned
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7/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.207 | "In Response to a Question"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have a place; be what that place requires
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7/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.207 | "Every Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A ranch thats minimum helped us: one tree
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7/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In 1590... (page of prose)
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7/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And waves or rats will dance
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7/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.209 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Face like a news eventq
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7/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I am waiting for what the earth
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7/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.211 | "In the Dry Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notice the locust trees, though they
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7/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.212 | "On an Island in the San Juans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rabbits have chosen their holes here
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7/2/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.213 | "On an Island in the San Juans"
Typed draft.
First line: Rabbits here have chosen their holes
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.214 | "Art in California: Housing
Project"
Typed draft.
First line: Here they worship Beauty and create the perfect mistake
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Box: 6 | 60.215 | "Human Condition"
Typed draft.
First line: If there is a forest anywhere
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Box: 6 | 60.216 | "Human Condition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are forests in the world
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7/22/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.217 | "Art in California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here they created the perfect mistake
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7/18/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.217 | "Human Condition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are farms -- to see them in the evening extends
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7/22/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.218 | "New Government Plant in the Mountains of
Colorado"
Typed draft.
First line: IBM exacted acres, numbered clods
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.219 | "New Government Plant... (p. 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Out that door and through that gate you exit
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.220 | "New Government Plant Outside Boulder,
Colorado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smooth earth and then the numbered clods
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7/12/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide as the earth was watched
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8/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We fear the summer - make the trees proud
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8/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meeting a place wilder than the man
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8/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Riveted by intention of that storm
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8/28/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to the rain, inside the storm
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8/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turned from the curtain down
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8/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.223 | "Meditating on OM"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like opening a package
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8/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Re-send the letter the trees wrote
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8/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people today (p. of prose)
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8/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.225 | "Meditating on OM Like Opening a
Package"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world had never taught me
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8/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.226 | "Return to Single-Shot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever he went a cat beside him
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8/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One direct speech
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8/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.226 | "Return to Single-Shot John Day
Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fingers that find grain of the wood
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8/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All people hollow when they try
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8/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.227 | "Return to Single-Shot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who came back would not touch
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8/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.227 | "Return to Back at Single-Shot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had time to aim, decide, commit
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8/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.228 | "Hart Crane"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He tried to leap and wait in mid-
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7/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.228 | "Epworth League"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our songs the best, our eyes told
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6/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every promise was an echo. In the desert
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8/12/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An extra beat is in every vision: we
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8/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.229 | "Animal Problems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And Im so keen-- from never smoking anything
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8/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.230 | "Animal Problems"
Typed draft.
First line: Taught from childhood to be good
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.231 | "Human Declaration"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside a neutral wire
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8/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont recall anything but truth
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8/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turned for faint signal - a habit
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8/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dressed in old winters colors, the man who died
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8/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From our director of rain we hear
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8/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the wide country a haze came
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8/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My duty said the mirror
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8/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Impossibly tall, the clouds extravagantly ranged
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8/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.234 | "Hothouse Emotion"
Typed draft.
First line: I happen to know the heart from whence
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.235 | "Nursery Stock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As every tree becomes my height, then grows
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8/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Delivered by the bow, a shaft goes by
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8/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All delegates attend the wrong meeting
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8/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pitch, cast, peg
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8/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awake to stillness; engage the tall still world
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8/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One after another in the street veer at the moment
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8/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.238 | "Hothouse Emotion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I happen to know the heart from whence
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8/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turned where starlight held; there was no better
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8/10/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.240 | "Reading a Newspaper Account of a Friend Shot
in the City"
Typed draft.
First line: Strange and getting stranger, far
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.241 | "Awake to Stillness On a Bike in San
Jose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They stopped a city at four in the morning
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8/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe its only the summer, the air
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8/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heroic things we said, we knew
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8/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At their posts around this filed
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8/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm that needed a mountain
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8/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only tribute is - my pain
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11/3/1959 |
Box: 6 | 60.245 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hark like a fire: glance at the dark
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8/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to an animal as its tracks
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8/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We paid little attention to winners
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8/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.245 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is a room outdoors, bushes and hills
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8/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Check, check, check - I hear my heart
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8/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.246 | "Lake Chelan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose a person to whom this lake
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8/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.246 | "Lake Chelan (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Live water, room outdoors, bushes and hills
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.247 | "Lake Chelan (2) "
Typed draft.
First line: Suppose a person far off to whom this lake
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.248 | "Lake Chelan (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Live water, a room outdors, bushes and hills
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.249 | "Lake Chelan (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Is this man dumb, then, for whom this lake lives
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.250 | "Lake Chelan"
Typed draft.
First line: They call it regional, this relevance -
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.251 | "Awake to Stillness"
Typed draft.
First line: A city stopped one afternoon
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8/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.252 | "Awake to Stllness"
Typed draft.
First line: A city stopped one afternoon
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8/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to the map our trip was done
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8/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.253 | "Awake to Stillness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They stopped the city one afternoon
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8/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.254 | "Animal Problems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taught from childhood to be good
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8/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.255 | "Return to Single-Shot "
Typed draft.
First line: People who come back refuse to touch
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.255 | "Return to Back at Single-Shot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever he went a cat beside him
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8/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.256 | "Return to Back at Single-Shot
(I,II)"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever he went a cat beside him
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.257 | "Return to Single-Shot (III)"
Typed draft.
First line: Their fingers found again the grain of the wood
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.258 | "Hart Crane"
Typed draft.
First line: He tried to leap and wait in mid-
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8/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only creep according to our jump
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8/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.259 | "Return to Single-Shot A Villain I
Saw"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever he went a cat beside him
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8/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we encountered, what made us fight
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8/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.260 | "Beaver People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The beaver people are trying to find the good water
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8/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.261 | "Beaver People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The beaver people are trying to find the good water
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8/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.261 | "Big Loop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We began to belong to that country
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.262 | "Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our signals jammed
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8/31/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.263 | "Tulip Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a wild night
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8/6/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds that spilled over the ridge, little rolls of wind
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8/7/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain little wind crosses this page
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8/7/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bluer than color your eyes can see
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8/7/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.265 | "Addressed to a Positive Friend My Station and
Its Duties"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Occupation
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8/12/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.266 | "Debbie & Eddie Lovers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thousands of expeditions love called them
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8/13/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Came out of slow becoming; wandered
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8/18/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.267 | "Nobody Has Ever Told It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over a tide that searches every island
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8/18/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To have a friend is weakness better
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8/20/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.268 | "To Katherine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Katherine, I read you in a book the tornado
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8/20/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.269 | "To Katherine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put this in a book
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8/24/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.270 | "To Katherine"
Typed draft.
First line: I read this in a book
|
1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.271 | "Art and Evidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We forgot the gold, because of the precious river
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8/28/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.272 | "Epiphany"
Typed draft.
First line: Thinkers, prisoners of what has worked
|
1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.273 | "Even Now Liberal, Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever I go such winter shakes that town
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.274 | "Even Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For thousands of nights an old tin sign
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8/1/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.275 | "Even Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Im glad winter shakes that town
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.276 | "Epiphany"
Typed draft.
First line: Thinkers, prisoners of what has worked
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.277 | "To Katherine"
Typed draft.
First line: Put this in a book
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.278 | "Tulip Tree"
Typed draft.
First line: Many a winter night
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.279 | "Nobody Has Ever Told It"
Typed draft.
First line: Over a tide that searches every island
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.280 | "Dictator in Disguise"
Typed draft.
First line: People werent worth his politics, he felt
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.281 | "Art and Evidence"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the man had camped, where he worked
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1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.282 | "Debbie & Eddie"
Typed draft.
First line: Thousands of expeditions love called them
|
1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.283 | "Addressed to a Positive Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Ever true, led by such fine wires
|
1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.284 | "Even Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever I go such winter shakes our town
|
1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.285 | "Math / Reflection "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mine I think about
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8/31/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breathing calm,all that condensed memory
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9/14/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slumber landscape, little of day to trouble
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9/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No - you do not know how far
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9/9/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The more and the less, our two old friends
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9/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.288 | "Predicted Arrival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever belongs to you, coming night or day
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9/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.289 | "Keepsakes Star Guides"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any star is enough
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9/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.289 | "Kids"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They dance before they learn
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9/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.290 | "Civil Defense: Five Seconds
Warning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The officer in charge of how not to care
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9/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.290 | "Walk with My Father When I Was
Eight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a line for the way the day started
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9/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marked on every stone
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9/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remark of all
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9/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That dream coming again
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9/25/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carry into the dark
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9/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.293 | "One Day in August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There in the suddenly
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9/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.293 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was no bend when they drove
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9/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.293 | "Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bike that fell whenever you
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9/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have brought the even bundle
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9/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At such time as the wheat remembered
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9/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the loft over the garage Kim was
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9/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught in goodness, he found no way to
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9/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They dig. Every spring from their field
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9/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.296 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dressed in old colors the man who died
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accounted for all the way to the end
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9/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.297 | "Philosophy Professor in
Philosophy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To intensify his ownership, in dealing with colleagues
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9/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.298 | "Allegiance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever you said, Father
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9/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.299 | "Allegiance"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever you said, Father
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rich peoples farms
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9/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.300 | "It Comes, It Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knowing arrives by the pieces
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9/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.301 | "Walk with My Father"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is a line for the way the day started
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.302 | "Keepsakes"
Typed draft.
First line: Any star is enough
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9/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.303 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Knowing arrives by the pieces we pay attention to
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.304 | "Philosophy Professor"
Typed draft.
First line: To intensify his ownership, in dealing with colleagues
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.305 | "One Day in August"
Typed draft.
First line: There is the suddenly
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.305 | "Dream"
Typed draft.
First line: A bike that falls whenever you
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9/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.306 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But student - knower (p. of prose)
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9/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.307 | "New Government PLant in Colorado"
Typed draft.
First line: First, numbered clods, then smooth earth
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.308 | "Government Plant (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: you were before you screamed as a baby and died
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.309 | "New Government Plant in Colorado"
Typed draft.
First line: Smooth earth, numbered clods
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.310 | "Crisis"
Typed draft.
First line: Two mirrors met in an open space
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.311 | "Stampede"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid the years we saved would close
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.312 | "Humanities 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Levering a hold like a shovel-handle
|
1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.313 | "Near"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talking along in this not quite prose way
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10/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.313 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All things around us cry that runic name
|
10/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever dreams my brother or sister had
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10/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking east at sunset toward our house
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11/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.314 | "Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He notices what words do, but
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11/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fling for the Coast, then meet
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10/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.315 | "Stampede"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We drove into the celebration
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10/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At large, walking the town, the dangerous good
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10/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I write this from the bivouac
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10/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many went by outside, invisible; we gave
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10/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.317 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Typed draft.
First line: All things around us cry those runic names
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10/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As a person lives (prose)
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1/17/1961 |
Box: 6 | 60.319 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Asleep in the silent storm
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10/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.320 | "(see 3946)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The town, held in that land by a river bend
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10/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.321 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those elk we meant for winter
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10/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.321 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running toward school, we saw
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10/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.322 | "(see 3943)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way of the river swallow
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10/16/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.323 | "Camping with Jack"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its all so far. Well tame this country yet
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10/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wilderness became resources
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10/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the base of
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10/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.324 | "Camping with Jack"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sheriff of remote with a star on his coat
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10/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.324 | "Camping with Jack"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Primitive people say Maybe
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10/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this room before you came
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10/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All they took sometimes returns
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10/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.326 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Distributed by separate phones
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10/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.326 | "Crisis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two mirrors met in an open space
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10/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.327 | "Crisis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide starlight
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10/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.327 | "Crisis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back and forth acros the room
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10/5/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.328 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By a rock along the road
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10/2/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.329 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying ways for balance. less random and
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9/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.329 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - he heard some far thing
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9/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No landscape, only city: by filling
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11/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals have the pattern
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12/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.331 | "Prodigal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Shakespeare the wandering tongue
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11/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.331 | "To a Christian Lecturer on Neo-Platonism
Harrington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This map that shows you standing
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11/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take a nobby stick, walk a rocky road
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11/28/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the deep town on the soft wires
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11/28/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide clear - it means and is
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11/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Displaced from being the hero, man
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11/27/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One small cat meant by real skin having
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11/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.335 | "For All Those Gone Who Bowed or
Stopped"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who do not know Anson only partly exist
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11/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.336 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This person, no matter how wrong, no
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11/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.336 | "For All Those..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who do not see her
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11/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.337 | "Poem titles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Stealthy Train (list of titles)
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11/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.338 | "Humanities 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Achilles when he held some fur muff
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11/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.339 | "To a Christian Lecturer on
Neo-Platonism"
Typed draft.
First line: Harrington:
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.339 | "Prodigal"
Typed draft.
First line: After Shakespeare the wandering tongue
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11/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.340 | "People"
Typed draft.
First line: Other than irrelevant, but
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.341 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Its far, but we know it all the time
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.342 | "For All Those Gone Who Bowed or
Stopped"
Typed draft.
First line: Armies are marching with flags down a long street
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12/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything one says or does is
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11/24/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.344 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This was easy planning
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11/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.344 | "For All Those..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scattered in one life, a track
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11/22/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.345 | "For All Those..."
Typed draft.
First line: Armies are marching with flags down a long street
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12/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.346 | "Prodigal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Shakespeare the wandering tongue
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11/29/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.347 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Holding up the map of Oregon for shade
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.348 | "That Farm Near John Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Holding up the map of Oregon for shade
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.349 | "For All Those..."
Typed draft.
First line: Armies are marching with flags down a long street
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12/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.350 | "Humanities 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some fur muff or doll marks
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11/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.350 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that you are caught, cant leave
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11/1/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.350 | "Civ Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was going to rain
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11/3/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.351 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is going away. Out there I find the picture
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12/23/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.352 | "Essential Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That straight road north with a turn
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12/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By innocent pools a river crossed
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12/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.353 | "Innocent Vagrant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: His thumb has registered the pattern
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12/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Built along the drive, a flowerbed
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12/17/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.355 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The turn of meaning of that speech
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12/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.356 | "Judgment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The print my finger takes from the police blotter
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12/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone taught us not to believe
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12/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.357 | "In the Night Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe no geology caught the tribe
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12/18/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.358 | "In the Night Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The scanning sun that day found
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12/19/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.359 | "In the Night Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pinpoint star, then locomotive light
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12/26/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.360 | "In the Night Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Apache word for love twists
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12/30/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.360 | "In the Night Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: The Apache word
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.361 | "In the Night Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: The Apache word
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1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.362 | "In the Night Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Children of whisper grown, then war cry
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12/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day the sun came brighter
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12/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your coat wears you; he worlds
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12/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far back, we fought. Now, not to fight
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12/15/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Foreign to this trap, we turn
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12/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only when the rain descended
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12/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Possum family away to cottonwood
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12/13/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the falling mountain
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12/8/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inform heartbeat hopeful, wireless
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12/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People in their trap learn in the
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12/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two turns on the snubbing post, the
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12/11/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No topic I choose can hold
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12/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you mean Outlaw, he did go
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12/7/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elsewhere that circled our state
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12/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stopped in granite surprise all our fathers
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12/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark pushed into the mines
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12/6/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.368 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How close to the corn crows
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12/4/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dogs that bay a certain star
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12/20/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only winter, only the sea
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12/21/1960 |
Box: 6 | 60.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found your house by argument
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12/21/1960 |
Box: 7 | 61.1 | "When I was a boy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone said at the edge of the crowd
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1/23/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scared, like a brother of the wind
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1/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heard the comet come
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1/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the grass of Nebraska
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1/23/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And as our horses went on they starved
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1/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.3 | "Current History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As if in an army you had not many casualties
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1/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.4 | "Style"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man happened through here, a running
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7/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They were far, Solomon River folks
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7/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quail curve wingtips down
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7/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That summer the crows invented
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7/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have come back here hand over hand
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7/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When wisdom came to find me
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7/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When poison ground flowed
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3/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.6 | "At a Humanities Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man at the door I thought my friend
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3/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happens that the string I have picked up
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1/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watching what inherits our yard, I see
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1/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost where the minnows were
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1/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As far as across the room
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1/7/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61/7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After one year as reader
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1/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lights along our street follow a curve
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1/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Northness entered the arc their street made
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1/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hungry enough, I listened: represented at this end
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1/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.9 | "When Im with Jane"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I learn not to try. To try brings opposition
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1/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our yard belongs to its inhabitants
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1/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.11 | "In the News"
Typed draft.
First line: The boy
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.12 | "In the News"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thought how worn the worn door
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1/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.12 | "In the News"
Typed draft.
First line: Silver evenings, though
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.13 | "England Diary 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Barbara: They took this land...
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6/12/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.14 | "England Diary 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Define yet
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6/13/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.15 | "England Diary 3"
Typed draft.
First line: Near water, near land, all over a field
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6/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.16 | "Near Edinburgh Castle England Diary
4"
Typed draft.
First line: Wind riffles a telephone book
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6/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.16 | "Massacre at Glencoe (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: No one was more cruel than these
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6/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.17 | "Massacre at Glencoe (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Their gray buildings are the law
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6/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.18 | "England Diary 6"
Typed draft.
First line: Let the color sleep, the stones
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6/23/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.19 | "England Diary 7"
Typed draft.
First line: The cat from all the hills
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6/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.19 | "England Diary 7"
Typed draft.
First line: If they require of me aggression
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6/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.19 | "England Diary 7"
Typed draft.
First line: My face tells, not my conduct
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6/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.20 | "Street Named Allan Way"
Typed draft.
First line: There in Allan Way
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6/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.20 | "Alienation"
Typed draft.
First line: We have come the long way
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6/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.20 | "England Diary 8"
Typed draft.
First line: On the farm in the henhouse
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6/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.21 | "England Diary 9"
Typed draft.
First line: Into a tartan along the red
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6/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.21 | "England Diary 9"
Typed draft.
First line: No one on the road or among
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6/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.22 | "England Diary 10"
Typed draft.
First line: Where will the tide that came
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6/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.22 | "England Diary 10"
Typed draft.
First line: A country where people exult? No
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6/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.23 | "On Princes Street England Diary
11"
Typed draft.
First line: All those chairs wait
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6/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.23 | "England Diary 11"
Typed draft.
First line: At the turn of a hand I remember
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6/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.23 | "England Diary 11"
Typed draft.
First line: When Gray came to this country
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6/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.23 | "To the Dragon in My Path"
Typed draft.
First line: I really expected to meet you sooner
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6/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.24 | "England Diary 12"
Typed draft.
First line: The trouble is, I remember too fast
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7/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.24 | "England Diary 12"
Typed draft.
First line: You hear the lambs only of this
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7/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.24 | "England Diary 12"
Typed draft.
First line: Irrelevant men who hauled stone
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7/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.24 | "What Is Important (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: There isnt any place; there are
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7/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.25 | "What Is Important (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: told him. And I conceived a longing
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7/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.25 | "England Diary 13"
Typed draft.
First line: This morning that invests the town
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7/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.25 | "England Diary 13"
Typed draft.
First line: In the schoolroom on teachers desk
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7/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.25 | "England Diary 13"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell alls my rhetoric
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7/10/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.26 | "England Diary 14"
Typed draft.
First line: Lovers demonstrate this honesty
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7/10/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.27 | "England Diary 15"
Typed draft.
First line: We wear two shadows, one along
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7/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.27 | "England Diary 15"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside the storm gulls held one
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7/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.27 | "England Diary 15"
Typed draft.
First line: The town that looks at itself
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7/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.28 | "England Diary 16"
Typed draft.
First line: Strange, that Matthew Arnold, say
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7/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.28 | "England Diary 16"
Typed draft.
First line: Over the head of each person a beast
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7/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.28 | "England Diary 16"
Typed draft.
First line: Consequently rivers reeled through farms
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7/23/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.29 | "England Diary 17"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the world curves in, our house
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7/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.29 | "England Diary 17"
Typed draft.
First line: The only color our soldiers found
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7/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.29 | "England Diary 17"
Typed draft.
First line: Fingers through your hair, and this is home
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7/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.29 | "Tower (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Other men have gone. We hold
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7/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.30 | "Tower (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Kings, who have darkened all these walls
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7/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.30 | "England Diary 18"
Typed draft.
First line: When I turn, all this town blooms
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7/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.30 | "England Diary 18"
Typed draft.
First line: High room, still forms
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7/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.31 | "England Diary 19"
Typed draft.
First line: The Avon softly states its water
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7/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.31 | "From the Head Archer at Warwick"
Typed draft.
First line: The arrows at Warwick amid the armor
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7/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.31 | "England Diary 19"
Typed draft.
First line: I went into their ballroom, could breathe
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7/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.31 | "England Diary 19"
Typed draft.
First line: That place in the sky where
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7/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.32 | "England Diary 20"
Typed draft.
First line: Coventry preserves its gutted church
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7/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.33 | "England Diary 21"
Typed draft.
First line: What we lost, the cargo, fell
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8/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.33 | "At the Park"
Typed draft.
First line: The nozzle shouted rainbows
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8/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.33 | "England Diary 21"
Typed draft.
First line: Close where we live a much more battle
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8/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.34 | "England Diary 22"
Typed draft.
First line: What are you doing? Waiting
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8/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.35 | "Collector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These bad things to do I did
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3/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.36 | "Collector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My thoughts so cheap like dandelions
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4/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.36 | "Collector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the light that led the shark so fast
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4/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.37 | "Collector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And my mistake redeem so big
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3/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lizards lie there in the sun
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3/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.38 | "At a Small, Church-Related
College"
Typed draft.
First line: Books around this office make it a shelter
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.38 | "Risk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roots live in climate, limbs in weather
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3/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.38 | "At the Un-National Monument along the
Canadian Border"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the field where the battle did not happen
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3/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seem at least, our state, burden your
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4/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Answer--none. That was not wanted
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5/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Boat on the river, toes in the mud
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5/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.40 | "1962 Blues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roots in the climate, limbs in the weather
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5/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.41 | "By the Bl ack Ships"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All afternoon the blue rested there
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a plumb line here
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.42 | "At a Small, Church-Related
College"
Typed draft.
First line: Books around this office make a shelter
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.43 | "Collector"
Typed draft.
First line: A [roadrunner] road runner -- fast, a lizard and a
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.44 | "Collector"
Typed draft.
First line: A [roadrunner] road runner -- fast, a lizard and a half
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.45 | "Collector"
Typed draft.
First line: A roadrunner -- fast, a lizard and a half
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.46 | "1962 Blues"
Typed draft.
First line: Roots in the dirt, limbs in the weather
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.47 | "By the Black Ships"
Typed draft.
First line: All afternoon the blue rested there
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.48 | "At a Small, Church-Related
College"
Typed draft.
First line: Books around this office make a shelter
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.49 | "6:30 A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: People who like each other stay
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All moments have ghosts. You speak
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1/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.51 | "Day I Got the Good Idea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loom, accept our stray thread
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11/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forward where I interrupted all the street
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11/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.52 | "Afterthoughts on How Difficult People Say It
Is To Tell What the Future Will Bring"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We saw ahead all right
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12/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something I was to write (prose)
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12/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quick, a whole tantivy, things
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11/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right amount of rain, wind pushing it
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11/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.55 | "We found an airplane..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that is true now cant be true enough to last
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12/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.55 | "Day I Got the Good Idea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Muffled failures. One must bear
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12/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.56 | "We found an airplane..."
Typed draft.
First line: We found an airplane in the night
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.57 | "On the Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brought here by small trails in books in thought
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9/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.58 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a ghost dies, there is a space, and then
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10/22/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.59 | "On the Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: Take firmly, say, some orlon
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.60 | "Encounters"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a mask, identified
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.61 | "On the Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: Take firmly, say, some orlon
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.62 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I send my sight like a million pickpockets
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11/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fall the way a tree falls
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11/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where now is
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11/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.63 | "Cricket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That limber sound smalls
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11/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some do not want
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11/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to find the middle of the street at the end
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11/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What led us here may lead us away
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11/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Windlash forest, receive them
|
11/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.65 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sent my sight like a million pickpockets
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11/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The jealous man who stared
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9/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cut by a million leaves
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9/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.66 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To amplify the season
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9/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To take what comes, and call it what we need
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9/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poeple often glimpse a man, call
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10/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.67 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There will be shapes to make the trumpet fade
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10/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.67 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this quiet no need, no hurry
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10/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.68 | "Doves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a dove is frightened
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12/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our house does not deserve what I felt
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12/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there where the stars are not
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12/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have been found, here where we always were
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12/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came to this right place
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12/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The body cages an animal
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12/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.70 | "One-Man Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One sent this picture out
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12/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a craving to find that life
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12/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.71 | "New Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That day waved, March weather insisting
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12/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A turn: that animal looks out
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12/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At intervals - the glimpse, an ambition
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12/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When your summer found our porch
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12/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This hand, this arm, then all else
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11/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the packrats brought
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11/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke was the main teacher
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11/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.74 | "In the Monstrous Hollow Where the World
Was"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have their answer, those confident
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11/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.75 | "Jet Flight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turned this level till it had to be
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12/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.76 | "Cricket"
Typed draft.
First line: A share of God for the innocent
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.76 | "Peace Walk"
Typed draft.
First line: We walked our un-march quietly
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.77 | "Cricket"
Typed draft.
First line: A share of God for the innocent
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.78 | "Apology"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that emergencies are continuous
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11/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does the sea remember its waves?
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11/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They brought out a few pages
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10/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was a poor boy once, and the moon
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10/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.81 | "Declinations Encounters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a mask identified
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10/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.82 | "Extension Division: Lit 109"
Typed draft.
First line: Why did I learn so well to read? _ loose a phantom
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our place deserves regard
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9/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear neglected rivers
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.85 | "Faculty Portraits Part-Time Help Every
Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old lady from Pocatello who taught English
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.86 | "Faculty Portraits Letters toCampus
Representatives 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the program for purpose
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.86 | "Faculty Portraits Letters toCampus
Representatives 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knitting two needles to see them
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Personnel Comm. (page of notes)
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9/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water, then too much like the sky
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9/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.89 | "Behind the Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever men and women meet that way
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9/5/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man I know sees in me
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9/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.90 | "Temporary Behind the Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beware of stallion the board said
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9/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.91 | "Behind the Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cave behind the falls
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9/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.92 | "Behind the Falls"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cave behind the falls
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.93 | "Behind the Falls"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cave behind the falls
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.94 | "Behind the Falls"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cave behind the falls
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.95 | "Temporary Monuments Commitments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my headache one steady light held on
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9/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.96 | "Temporary Monuments"
Typed draft.
First line: In my headache one steady light
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.97 | "Temporary Monuments"
Typed draft.
First line: In my headache one steady light held on
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.98 | "Math Reflection "
Typed draft.
First line: The mine I think about
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.99 | "Math Reflection"
Typed draft.
First line: The mine I think about
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turn; we mean to find
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9/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.101 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A certain little wind crosses the page
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8/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Associates, we lose together all the lost lake
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8/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One holds a random dream to look thru
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8/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One archer chose. Then I was afraid
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8/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long we fought the world; it whined
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8/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Guns that kill without a bang
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8/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That winter moonlight on the houses
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8/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creep close to roots: they know more
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8/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.104 | "Dictator in Disguise Faculty Portraits
IV"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Message from a disguised dictator
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8/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those heavy details, long no matter
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8/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.106 | "Even Now Back There Looking Back Liberal,
Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever you go such winter shakes that town
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The non-apparent reinforcements in Michael (prose)
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8/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Agents protecting me (prose)
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8/1/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.109 | "Im Nervous"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The animals have begun to meet
|
8/1/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, at the last, my town: were we
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7/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.111 | "Hemingway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After evening comes a forest begins to care
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7/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.111 | "Hemingway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The longest shadow in the world
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7/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This ridge I hold never by force
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6/15/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your glance is my country; radius intermits
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6/15/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One shell, outside a shell, a shell over that
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6/15/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through a cut in the clay the locomotive
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7/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We learn how to sink like the others
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7/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fawn or cub, both or none will live
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7/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along this ill-marked way I
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7/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.114 | "Epiphany"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thinkers, prisoners of what has worked
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7/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am a member of every state, every church
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7/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What slept below in our cavern? We ourselves
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7/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.116 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Sun at the door today: Found you!
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the peak load (prose page)
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7/5/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At dinner...(prose)
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7/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After all there is only one
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7/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one ever lighted our mine
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7/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Really, its the injustice that strikes
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7/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold, finding you are part of the emergency
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7/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far as our tree a wisdom judges
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7/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one else has ever found that mine
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7/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun at the door - Found you!
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7/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too far a circle claims the trapper
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5/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last year A students failed to teach
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5/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That square we watched held
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5/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.121 | "Bryants Waterfowl"
Typed draft.
First line: On Gods perfect radar birds
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.121 | "History"
Typed draft.
First line: Carve hard wood
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.121 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When they tell you news
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.121 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Every time you try that late walk
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.122 | "Grunion"
Typed draft.
First line: That old Indian
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5/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.122 | "Bryants Waterfowl"
Typed draft.
First line: On Gods perfect radar birds
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5/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.122 | "Family Responsibilities"
Typed draft.
First line: My brother drowned in a picture of the ocean
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5/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.122 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When you tried that late walk
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5/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When our lives gain dignity (prose page)
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5/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your name is like a shadow in my throat
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5/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every time you tried that late walk
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5/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the talk you dropped iron
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4/28/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way out sought the trees; they
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4/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That log on the measuring river
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4/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over my shoulder hollow night
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4/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have had it all at dawn
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4/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.129 | "Survivors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man came toward our fire
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4/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the staring lake in the dark
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4/22/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whittled rabbit by Bow Lake
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4/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where tide caught, built, meant
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4/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.131 | "At Bow Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Camped by a lake melted out of the snow
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4/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.132 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In a little tower a wise man foolishly
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.133 | "Bryants Waterfowl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are going to change now
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5/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lines with long syllable starting
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5/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They ran far as if the world
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5/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.135 | "Place Youve Been Identifies You"
Typed draft.
First line: Stand by glass and look the miles
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a thought lives in a thicket
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4/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the battle a man whispered
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4/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.138 | "Prayer Wheels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Torque then on till grace in the wheels
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4/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain things we ought to say
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4/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Joy spoke it was tomorrow
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4/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The record for listening
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4/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we followed that road
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4/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a little tower the wise man foolishly
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3/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.142 | "Glimpses (not as in Glass Face )
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the simple bridge, a log, we cross
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3/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Or they turn, wonder led
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3/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Found live wire today
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3/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put one stick; it is the fire at once
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4/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing the danger of dirtiness or
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3/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is waiting. Down in that slant
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3/28/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.145 | "English Renaissance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An affair words had
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3/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.145 | "Vocation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This dream the world is having about itself
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3/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Belike thee
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3/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.146 | "Poor Mans Machiavelli"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the sudden friend onthe straight road
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3/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.147 | "Ritual of Passage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That woman reading a newspaper
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3/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Living by a whorl in the breast
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3/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.147 | "Vocation At the Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought led nowhere, straight like the roads to Hell
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3/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.148 | "Vocation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Curl your arm around your head
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3/22/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of joke one is to others
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3/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ready to whirl, to shine with eyes
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3/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere I said you did well. You
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3/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.151 | "On the Great Northern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We followed what we feared
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1/5/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rivers in that sea
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3/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Swoop. That sudden. And then
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3/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We find rivers in the sea
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12/21/1960 |
Box: 7 | 61.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But one sharp evening roved our farm
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12/22/1960 |
Box: 7 | 61.154 | "Placement of Material"
Typed draft.
First line: May the air somewhere find Marjorie
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.155 | "Two Attempts: after Reading Montaigne (1):
Some Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.156 | "Two Attempts (2): Everything "
Typed draft.
First line: Reason. whistles a bird
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.157 | "Two Attempts (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.158 | "Two Attempts (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.159 | "Two Attempts (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.160 | "Explanation"
Typed draft.
First line: They tell about a train
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.161 | "Explanation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They told about a train
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3/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.162 | "At the Un-National Monument Along the
Canadian Border"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the field where the battle did not happen
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.163 | "Lost One"
Typed draft.
First line: Faint heart hints
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.163 | "Explanation"
Typed draft.
First line: They tell about a train
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.163 | "At a Humanities Conference An Idea for a
Poem--Maybe The Arms of Shiva"
Typed draft.
First line: To the man at the door I thought my friend
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.164 | "At a Humanities Conference The Arms of Shiva
(p.1)"
Typed draft.
First line: To the man at the door I thought my friend
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.165 | "At a Humanities Conference Meeting
(p.2)"
Typed draft.
First line: I have decided not to investigate back but be
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.166 | "Statement"
Typed draft.
First line: With steadfast lechery my parents loved each other
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.167 | "Meeting Theodore Roethke"
Typed draft.
First line: Id see him dance into the room
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.168 | "Meeting Theodore Roethke"
Typed draft.
First line: Id see him dance into the room
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.169 | "For -----"
Typed draft.
First line: What the keen hound followed
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Intermittent glimpse now sustained
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4/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Achievement of gray morning
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4/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.171 | "For -----"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the keen hound followed
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4/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I stop. All is the same, forward or back
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4/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.172 | "Soliloquy in April"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All this fast thought or
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4/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hold calm, by not knowing
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4/10/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.173 | "Soliloquy in April"
Typed draft.
First line: The oak maybe, the willow certainly
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look exact level, but say what falls
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4/17/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.174 | "Goals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That big center, the fish goal, in our country
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4/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.175 | "Goals"
Typed draft.
First line: That big center, the fish goal in our country
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.176 | "Acknowledging the Legislators"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My friends, who live by skill
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4/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.177 | "Acknowledging the Legislators"
Typed draft.
First line: My friends, who live by skill
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.178 | "For -----"
Typed draft.
First line: What the keen hound followed
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.178 | "Goals"
Typed draft.
First line: That big center, the fish goal of our country
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.179 | "Collector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roadrunner]Road runner, fast, a lizard and a half
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3/10/1963 |
Box: 7 | 61.180 | "`"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the lone searchers that decide
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12/31/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.181 | "Diary Entry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No way to give anyone
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.182 | "Diary Entry September 18, 1961 "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The State has taught my son more than Achilles
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.182 | "Diary Entry"
Typed draft.
First line: The State has taught my son more than Achilles
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.183 | "Diary Entry"
Typed draft.
First line: The State has taught my son more than Achilles
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.184 | "Diary Entry September 18, 1961"
Typed draft.
First line: No way to give anyone
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.185 | "Faculty Portraits1: The Part-Time Teacher in
English"
Typed draft.
First line: The old lady from Pocatello
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.185 | "Faculty Portraits2: Old Mrs Berg, Foreign
Languages"
Typed draft.
First line: Knitting two needles to m ake them
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.185 | "Faculty Portraits3: The Professor in
Political Science"
Typed draft.
First line: At faculty meeting
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.186 | "Diary Entry: September 18, 1961"
Typed draft.
First line: The state has taught its men a new kind of organized
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9/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.187 | "What Brought These Riches Everywhere
Around?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down in the school a boy finds
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10/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.187 | "Lost One Bedfellows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jackhammer heart, hurry
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10/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.188 | "What Brought..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: What belongs together knits
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10/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.188 | "What Brought..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun wont recognize its
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10/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.188 | "What Brought..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: You brought the gift coerced
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10/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.188 | "What Brought..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those men the sun wont recognize
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10/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.189 | "Lost One Bedfellows"
Typed draft.
First line: Faint heart hinted its one little beat
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.190 | "Lost One Bedfellows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jackhammer heart thudded
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10/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.191 | "What Brought..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stored in sheaves along the road
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10/5/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.191 | "What Brought..(1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why belong to any year but now?
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10/5/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.192 | "What Brought..(2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rock of Ages, and stopped
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10/5/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.193 | "Rescued Year One Year in the
Depression"
Typed draft.
First line: We crossed our state like birds and lodged
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.194 | "Rescued Year"
Typed draft.
First line: When I walked home, cold evenings
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.195 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time should go the way it went
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11/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.196 | "Rescued Year (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: We crossed our state like birds and lodged
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.197 | "Rescued Year (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Like him I tried - and still I try
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.198 | "Rescued Year"
Typed draft.
First line: On a model of the world made so big
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.199 | "What Brought These Riches Everywhere Around?
(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Three men the sun cant recognize
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.200 | "What Brought.. (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: And every night that moon rolled
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.201 | "What Brought...(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Three men the sun wouldnt recognize
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.202 | "What Brought...(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: For it happened that his father said, Why belong
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.203 | "Rescued Year (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: I take a model of the world so big
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.204 | "Rescued Year (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Like him I tried - I still try
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.205 | "Rescued Year (3)"
Typed draft.
First line: In all his ways I hold that rescued year
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.206 | "In the Real World"
Typed draft.
First line: Slender chances breed yet slenderer
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.206 | "Lost One Bedfellows"
Typed draft.
First line: Faint heart hinted
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.207 | "Cricket"
Typed draft.
First line: Share of God for the innocent
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.207 | "Peace Walk"
Typed draft.
First line: We wondered what our walk should mean
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.208 | "Meeting Roethke"
Typed draft.
First line: Id see you dance into the room, no matter how you came
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.209 | "Cricket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why should the hand shake, held out
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11/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.209 | "Cricket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cricket in the summer night
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11/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That level world that I should respect
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10/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.210 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Met four kinds of wind
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10/28/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.211 | "Rescued Year Perspective"
Typed draft.
First line: There are shapes to make the trumpet fade
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something of the streets that come toward us
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9/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Insinuate your way till at the center you wait
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9/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.213 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river is lost in Utah, underground
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11/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.213 | "Rescued Year Midwest Depression
Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not even snow could save the wheat
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11/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.214 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That old man who spent his life knowing
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10/22/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.214 | "In the Real World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slender chances breed yet slenderer
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10/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Distracted by this kind of thought - writing
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10/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.215 | "Rescued Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That area where no one was
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10/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.216 | "Cricket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To amplify the season
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8/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.217 | "Placement of Material"
Handwritten draft.
First line: May the air somewhere find Marjorie
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1/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.217 | "Placement of Material"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the air found Marjorie
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1/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 61.218 | "Even Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is good that winter comes down
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7/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My quick sight jungles the area
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6/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.220 | "From a Mountain Lodge"
Typed draft.
First line: You stand by glass
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about here where we begin to be
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5/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.221 | "Grunion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No way to give fast enough
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5/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.222 | "Bryants Waterfowl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Gods radar perfect birds
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5/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.222 | "History {Mexican Worker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carve hard wood
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5/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look for a person who will
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5/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.223 | "Grunion"
Typed draft.
First line: The old Indian
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.224 | "Grunion"
Typed draft.
First line: He couldnt give away fast enough what
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.224 | "Grunion"
Typed draft.
First line: The old Indian
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.225 | "Grunion"
Typed draft.
First line: He couldnt give away fast enough
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the gutter in cities or on corridors
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5/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frost will open deep, a box for knowing
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5/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driftwood leaves
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5/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.226 | "Finlandia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Horizontal sound
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5/18/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.227 | "Bryants Waterfowl"
Typed draft.
First line: On Gods radar a perfect bird
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: March upright, make turn to wisdom
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5/22/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.228 | "Jay"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody heard a quick move, then
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5/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.228 | "Right Number, Wrong Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the telegram tells destroys
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5/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can think so close the self
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6/1/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.229 | "Teacher to Parent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, your child loves many inferiors
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6/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.230 | "At an Institution"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone kept in the locked area
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.230 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When Machiavelli charged the king
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone who lives in this locked minute
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4/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Machiavelli charged the king
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4/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.232 | "Shaniko"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Higher in the evening, but always
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7/11/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Emergencies came here to help us
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7/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we caught up with the dragon
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7/6/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will you have this kind of desert
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7/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The inbit bravery of dogs dont run
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7/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every call brought a cell to hear it in
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6/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stored mathematics in the clothesline
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6/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back here to witness for the main play
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6/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be necessary to lift all
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6/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something so great our hands will turn
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6/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After dark you wait, and the only
|
6/25/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My approximate language refines and
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6/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wolves feed the deer their shyness
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6/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The time after five or any delay
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6/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every breath draws fom such breath
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6/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you noticed that we sustain
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6/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little gestures no one can account for
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6/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees grow toward each other and bow
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6/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came toward our station and slowed
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6/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How much more guess than know
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6/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the tall enemy I set a trap - a greeting
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6/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every tame person carries a tiger
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6/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In engines calm people drive
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6/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard a little wind at the nights edge
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8/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From there to here wit will do
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3/14/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a time when
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3/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clods are so placed in that field
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1/31/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was austere, so far the day went
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2/2/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This plank were on with grain
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2/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Measure the room: no one could
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2/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surge, the ocean said
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2/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Partway to your house day
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2/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.247 | "Ruby and Earl..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ruby and Earl who are gone
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2/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.248 | "Ruby and Earl..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shapes they made lightly certain ages
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2/4/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of attention I spend
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2/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By run, by walk - in all
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2/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come for the way, the road
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2/16/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The button pushed, then vivid rushed
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2/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He wanted the world to stand
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2/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you sing a worried song
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2/21/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once I found what I had done
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2/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night to the sound of your pulse
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2/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the man came back he had to touch
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2/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accompaniment. You take your street
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2/26/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Folded into books our country works
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the thin storm
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2/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While our children forget us
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2/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the phone wires come close
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.255 | "Once at Our Play"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once at our play an earthquake
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the good growing the forest has done
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little boy looked out of his window
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.256 | "Culture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Indelible around our student lamp
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.257 | "Guides"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shapes have lighted the ages
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2/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.258 | "Father, His Friend, and Another"
Typed draft.
First line: Fathers friend Ray at the planing mill
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ran on the inner track
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2/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One branch decided: the grove
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2/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if it came by the not-calling
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2/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.260 | "Ruby and Earl..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ruby and Earl, who are gone, and you
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2/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shapes have lighted certain ages, and promise
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2/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 61.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That place at the bend of the river
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2/7/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.1 | "Pre-Registration: Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond biology, turn
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12/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pull the bow: a gentle motion
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12/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.2 | "Certain Quiet Types"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain quiet types will not return
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5/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.3 | "Talking Over the Trip"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All we brought back shone
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3/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.3 | "Salvation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes there isnt any world except
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3/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What caught more than the book
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4/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tread on a tire said this
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4/29/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Easy lost, no one to look
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5/1/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.5 | "In Atlantis or Any Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They still do not have the right kind of money
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6/12/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Folded into books our country
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2/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That little shot, the thought of saying
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1/23/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When that road meant anything
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1/24/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man we knew, half out of his life
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1/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.8 | "Culture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the petri dish
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1/13/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.8 | "Beaver People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beaver people: swirl that scenario; bring
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By drops the watch remarks everyone elses
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1/15/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.10 | "In the Night Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: The Apache word for love twists
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.10 | "Pause for ReflectionCrisis"
Typed draft.
First line: Two mirrors met in an open space
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1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.10 | "Beaver People"
Typed draft.
First line: Beaver people are trying to find the good water
|
1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Girls who walk upstairs by that great argument
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1/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stars in that well, dark message: when I die
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1/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This candle will nurse the dark: one birthday card
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1/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.12 | "Only Card I Got on my Birthday Was from an
Insurance Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we began to think our lights
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1/17/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.13 | "Pause for Reflection"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two mirrors met in an open space
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1/19/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tend the fire
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1/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day the fire climbs out
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1/8/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fire ignore, will upward
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1/10/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the half-light getting ready to wave
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1/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only partway we salute, then
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1/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Long while rain all the way
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1/3/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.16 | "Tourist Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Shadows in the land wear velvet
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.17 | "Heartbeat Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A job waits there, all over: one wide
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5/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.18 | "Riddle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My typewriter, nervous and vicious
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6/21/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.19 | "Riddle"
Typed draft.
First line: It is Pavlov; Im the dog
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.20 | "Defense of My Uncle"
Typed draft.
First line: His job is a small part of the budget
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.21 | "Extended Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: Why did my wife buy for my desk
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.21 | "Volkswagen"
Typed draft.
First line: I heard that un-engine in front
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.22 | "In the Manner of Vern Rutsala:
Monday"
Typed draft.
First line: Awake like a hippopotamus with eyes bulged
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9/1/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we met the wilderness that slant
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9/26/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.23 | "In the Manner of Vern Rustala..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awake like a hippopotamus with eyes bulged
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9/27/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By slow car on fast wind
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11/27/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.24 | "College Where I Study and Teach Quaker at the
Worldly College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear the snow on its one big foot
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11/27/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.25 | "Scenario Citizen of Fear"
Typed draft.
First line: The largest country is to be afraid
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.25 | "Scenario"
Typed draft.
First line: Wind says Great Slave Lake
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.26 | "J"
Typed draft.
First line: One day i fell, straight as i should
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man ahead of me in church
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2/17/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.28 | "Scenario"
Typed draft.
First line: Wind says Great Slave Lake
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.28 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The man ahead of me in church
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.29 | "Out West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Salem we saw Governor Hatfield
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12/13/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.30 | "In Sublettes Barn (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Sublette moved up the Cimarron alert
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.31 | "In Sublettes Barn (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: began to tense itself all day for deliberate snow
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.32 | "In Sublettes Barn (3)"
Typed draft.
First line: his trail encountered all his eye grooved, and went on
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.33 | "In Sublettes Barn (4)"
Typed draft.
First line: What he saw may fit a box put carelessly away
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.34 | "Reverberation I"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The refrigerator talks, nudges the wall
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1/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.34 | "Reverberation II"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By night in our living room a tall vase
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1/16/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.34 | "Reverberation III"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Presented those up-tilted demands
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1/17/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.35 | "Whoever It Was Who Walked with
Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walked from college toward the flood
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2/7/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.36 | "Farewell in Tumbleweed Time"
Typed draft.
First line: One after another, fish fast over the fence
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.37 | "Ozymandiass Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Without the style of Ozymandias, therefore
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.37 | "Whoever It Was Who Walked with
Me"
Typed draft.
First line: That was years ago and in the spring
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.38 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we learn from anyone they
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2/12/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.39 | "Day After Then"
Typed draft.
First line: He adjusted the blinds for the morning sun
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.40 | "Reflections of Chaucer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lest the dream I have make my life
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9/19/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.41 | "To Little Girl Singer Who Sang Who Died in
the Seventh Grade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things I tell too well
|
6/21/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.42 | "Heartbeat Job"
Typed draft.
First line: Summer day on a certain mountain, over a mild
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.43 | "Heartbeat Job"
Typed draft.
First line: One summer day on a certain mountain, over a mild
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.44 | "Heartbeat Job"
Typed draft.
First line: One summer day on a certain mountain, over a mild
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.44 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: There by the sea where the houses come
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.45 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: North of here in the tan autumn
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.45 | "1960s"
Typed draft.
First line: All we can think these days rams helpless like a ship
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6/1/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our purpose is not to endure
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6/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hunters around the bay recognize a separate class
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6/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.46 | "At the Observatory"
Typed draft.
First line: On a hill one night, away down in space
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.47 | "To Little Girl Singer..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: After you sang, blood ran out of my ears
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6/16/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.47 | "These Days"
Typed draft.
First line: All those waterfalls in a place like Rome
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.48 | "To Little Girl Singer..."
Typed draft.
First line: Some things I can tell too well
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.48 | "Heartbeat Job"
Typed draft.
First line: Summer day on a certain m ountain, over a mild
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.49 | "Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: The limbs of the pin oak tree
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.49 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Hardworking hunters beyond the taiga
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.49 | "Representatives of Moira"
Typed draft.
First line: Today when shoulders accept the flat light
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.50 | "Fifteen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: South of the bridge on Seventeenth
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6/30/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.51 | "Fifteen"
Typed draft.
First line: South of the bridge on Seventeenth
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No friend you, and being no friend
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12/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait. What calls you traps you
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12/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You readers of monuments: engage
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12/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.54 | "In Eastern Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Your day self shimmers at the mouth of a desert cave
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.55 | "Light in the Center of Diamond
Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: Who ventures where a poet lives
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.56 | "Light in the Center of Diamond
Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: Who ventures into a poets place
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.57 | "With the Kids at the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Lifeguard today (too proud a title), I like around me
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.58 | "In Eastern Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Your day self shimmers at the mouth of a desert cave
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.59 | "In Eastern Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Your day self shimmers at the mouth of a desert cave
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.60 | "When I Was Young"
Typed draft.
First line: That good river that flowed backward
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.61 | "Starting with Audubon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best birds have a song
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8/8/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.61 | "Starting with Audubon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The swaying river they swam north
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8/9/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.62 | "Starting with Audubon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reversible, I said; for the best birds
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8/9/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont start me down that ricochet
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8/9/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.63 | "My Parents Were Simple Folk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the hunter plunged where he wanted to go
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8/10/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never heard a bird but
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8/11/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was only a person, and only a person
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8/12/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.64 | "Artist to the Homefolk Action Study of the
Artist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something other shimmered for somebody else
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8/12/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.64 | "Artist to the Homefolk Action Study of the
Artist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The town where they do not say anything
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8/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.65 | "Role"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We try to be average in various ways. It is hard to jump
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8/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He brought the blue hat of his mind
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8/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Or the kind of deaf who dont know how far
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7/21/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.66 | "Eclipse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earth inherits this memory
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7/21/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a hurryer passed along the road
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7/22/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.67 | "Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The years to come (empty boxcars
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7/24/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.68 | "Time"
Typed draft.
First line: The years to come (empty boxcars
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.69 | "Looking North"
Typed draft.
First line: You little island the willows take
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.69 | "Coat of Arms"
Typed draft.
First line: Fishhooks make the sign for quiet people
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.70 | "My Parents Were Simple Folk"
Typed draft.
First line: While the hunter plunged where he wanted to go
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.71 | "Artist to the Homefolk"
Typed draft.
First line: Something other shimmered for everybody else
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.72 | "Role"
Typed draft.
First line: It is hard to jump erratically but
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.73 | "Believer Story Tellers Story"
Typed draft.
First line: A horse could gallop over our bridge that minnows
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.74 | "Eclipse"
Typed draft.
First line: Earth inherits the big dark memory
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.75 | "Starting with Audubon"
Typed draft.
First line: Reversible as the raincoat which declined
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.76 | "Suburban Reports 5: Piano Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that land this land recedes from no one holds
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7/29/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.77 | "Believer"
Typed draft.
First line: In a motel at Niagara... (prose)
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.78 | "Animal That Drank Up Sound (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: One day across this lake where now the echoes come
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.79 | "Animal That Drank Up Sound (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the moon drifted over that night
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8/29/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.80 | "Animal That Drank Up Sound"
Typed draft.
First line: One day across the lake where echoes come now
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.81 | "Animal That Drank Up Sound (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: When the moon drifted over that night the whole world lay
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.82 | "Animal That Drank Up Sound (3)"
Typed draft.
First line: the water splashed, and a big night bird screamed
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.83 | "Suburban Reports 1: Our
Situation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geese have taken to checking our town tonight
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9/4/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.84 | "Suburban Reports 3: A Slight Displacement of
Vision"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds that forget the light
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9/3/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.85 | "Suburban Reports 3a:Conversation in Front of
a Church"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loaned for the winter, we serve
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8/17/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.86 | "Neighbor Who Came to Borrow Some
Bread"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the clutter of the workbench I find
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8/6/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.86 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer turns from is to was
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8/6/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the green said, what the great slow Amazon
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8/8/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.86 | "Suburban Reports 3a:Conversation in Front of
a Church"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Embossed by contemporary events
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8/8/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.87 | "Suburban Reports 1: Our
Situation"
Typed draft.
First line: Geese have taken to checking our town of late
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.88 | "Suburban Reports 2: a Realization at a
Traffic Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Engines rehearse probability
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.89 | "Suburban Reports3: A Slight Displacement of
Vision "
Typed draft.
First line: The poor, who own estates we hardly know
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.90 | "Suburban Reports 3a:Conversation in Front of
a Church"
Typed draft.
First line: Tradition is out. What was has now become
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eager train hesitates and we
|
7/18/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.91 | "Suburban Reports 4: Distancing Our
Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of our woods one morning
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7/20/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.92 | "Suburban Reports 5: A Temporary Seeing: Piano
Town"
Typed draft.
First line: In that land this land recedes from no one
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1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.93 | "Suburban Reports 6: The Observer, on His Way,
Continues to Search"
Typed draft.
First line: If I open my hand, the line there still says
|
1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There has to be a time the sky goes vivid
|
11/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who make the big mistakes
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11/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The park by the Oregon City Library (prose)
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6/27/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.96 | "Girl Swimming"
Typed draft.
First line: The way a snake invents itself by being its own
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.96 | "Hearing a Panel of Our Experts"
Typed draft.
First line: They tame themselves by lasso
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Students today alas have a hard time
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12/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.97 | "Man from the Alaska Highway"
Typed draft.
First line: Some rainy mornings
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those walkers receded
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12/6/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.98 | "Ladies and Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain at their window leads them
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We felt the evening breathe
|
11/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time for the dragging sun
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11/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dreamed I was living
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11/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little stones picked up to save
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11/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turned steady, once it was time
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11/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one at the side, where
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11/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many fell, many lost: they know how
|
10/23/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Confident, the tree
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10/12/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spiraling down you spend out
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10/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careful to free the ocean
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10/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many days have passed
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10/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the river at Big Eddy that fast
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10/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one lives at the big lake
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10/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some writers... (prose)
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10/12/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some rainy mornings
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10/7/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That narrowed link before the civilized look comes
|
9/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you like will suffer
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9/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rapt, when the right morning came
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6/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.109 | "Aunt Mabel"
Typed draft.
First line: This town is haunted by some good deed
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world has begun to have its thoughts outside
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6/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the dogs that followed howled
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6/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there the rain bullets riddle
|
6/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Give to us - me and my parasites
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9/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hotel designed for being empty
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9/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flared in laser light when I scan
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9/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here it is just before winter; my duty
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9/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.115 | "From the Head Archer at Warwick"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will come, our only light
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9/17/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.115 | "From the Head Archer at Warwick"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our business is arrival
|
9/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shepherding us all the time a host
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9/13/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wakened by knives we heard
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9/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.117 | "Heres a Truth for You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you stay disagreeable long enough
|
9/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On our oak tree one limb in the young yard
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9/4/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This leaf day is a found clearing
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8/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For three weeks one summer
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8/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One person wanted something, was
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8/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is going on all around us an action
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8/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.119 | "On Highway 30"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is the text of Wyoming trying to prove?
|
8/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.120 | "From the Trip to England"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The edge I thought they had
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8/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one tends their graves
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8/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Church we saw fell down, touched by
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6/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear the sound that comes: it means
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6/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Records come, sound wound blackly
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6/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He met the trite dangers, like tigers
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6/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There in the path one night - white mist
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5/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Witch-out-of-the-ground, one character
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5/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One great thing waits you. It will come
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4/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go out looking for it, where with all
|
4/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.124 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: People who like each other stay
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How deep we are the Greeks heard
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8/27/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now you are gone, my hands move
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8/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes around you: you meet it
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8/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one who was
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8/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you look around, the light
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8/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.129 | "Near Edinburgh Castle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hearing catches at the wind
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brilliant as they were, in the cold
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10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A crow in our woods learned to say Momma
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10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we come where we meet all other places lose
|
10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You find a land; this robs all other places
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10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You had to come telling the truth. Gutters provide
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10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Move back like mowing: I am your
|
10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.130 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Sublette moved up the Cimarron, alert
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10/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.131 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place his horse fell he camped
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11/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.132 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have to scatter, far valleys
|
11/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you talked a thought bat
|
11/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.133 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sublette, lost that winter
|
11/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.134 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sublette, lost one winter, began to find
|
11/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.134 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I met a badger by that stream, so strong
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11/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.135 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the river stopped the clouds were holding
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11/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It would be well for the best judges
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11/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.135 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They lean on their words, lean forward
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11/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.136 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Begin the level part. Forth on
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11/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.137 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now are the conveniences arbitrated
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11/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.137 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow terms were imposed on the ranch, then a wind
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12/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.138 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Typed draft.
First line: What he said might fit a box, put
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.138 | "Man from the Alaska Highway"
Typed draft.
First line: Some rainy mornings
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.139 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Typed draft.
First line: My work is to forget in time what
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.139 | "Man from the Alaska Highway"
Typed draft.
First line: Early rainy mornings
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 53.129a | "Watching the Jet Planes Dive"
Typed draft.
First line: Back of the farm and forest on the slow land
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6/21/1953 |
Box: 7 | 62.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As I look at these bodkin points
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9/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the roads pressed on, trees lifted
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9/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not only the still offerers who wait in the mist
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2/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have caught ourselves, the rippled mirror
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2/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not you, but something you defined
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2/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a passion the Greeks had
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5/27/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a balance fine enough
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5/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.144 | "Soliloquy in April by a Confident
Man"
Typed draft.
First line: All my fast thought and all my benevolence
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.144 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: They have skill in their mouths to say
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: West the land goes, down. The wind hears
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5/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Did you think those who wanted
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5/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the right; we found that
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5/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.146 | "Final Examination :American
Renaissance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fill in blanks: your name is
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5/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All we have come noe; now
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5/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who really found America was alone
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5/23/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who become lucky
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5/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.148 | "Argument against the Empirical
Method"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some haystacks dont even have any needle
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5/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At some place in the instant of time
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5/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We learned where no shade could save
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5/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What rose above opposition appeared gentle
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5/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.150 | "The world will not swerve
contd."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meet them, the hunters of the new
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5/17/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We lost our house while smart
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5/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world will not swerve (first part)
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5/17/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard butterflies attack the sun
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5/13/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the wan hall, door after door
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5/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We put ourselves in the air
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5/12/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward a different star. And even
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.154 | "Far Out on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was a man easy as air
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.154 | "Far Out on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silos advertise my girl
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.155 | "Far Out on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man easy as air, boss of what
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spring flooded the woods; cool places
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What arc brought stone there
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3/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.156 | "Jonquils"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the leader hid by thought
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3/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.157 | "Far Out on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man easy as air he will come back
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the late rain arrives they will
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5/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Call back that cloud we sent
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5/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flood the woods; transfer to anywhere
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5/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.159 | "At Benediction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It retires; it faces retreat; it
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5/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: another beast
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5/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.160 | "6:30 A.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who like each other stay
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4/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.161 | "At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Offering itself, the town
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.162 | "Calling Remembered"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Succeed at the wrong things. My fear
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3/26/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.163 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In our skill, words can fish their names
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hold what gold came, or goes: Now
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4/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.164 | "Solution to Our Problems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is all Ive figured out / so far
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4/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walk that smalled, med that disappeared
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4/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that was irrelevant: what anyone asserts
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4/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every flash vacation eye begs me;
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4/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then there was wisdom, nothing
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4/12/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Messages to the lost:
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4/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.169 | "Soliloquy in April"
Typed draft.
First line: The oak maybe, the willow certainly
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.170 | "Soliloquy in April by a Confident
Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we meet you agitate before
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4/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What all time curled over us every
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3/31/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.170 | "Soliloquy in April"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The oak maybe, the willow certainly
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4/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Belong. Slow your seeing. Be a long time
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6/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By hunger our dog invented himself
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6/14/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.172 | "Lyf So Short"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have lived in that room larger than
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1/10/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Came to here again, same
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1/10/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep. What happened loomed from
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1/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The minute you get the prize
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when we lived single-space
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.173 | "Homer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aesthetic height on armies
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we met, success; we veered away
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1/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wrong things happened ever since
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2/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Against this beast, another beast
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2/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night a candle is too bright. I like
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2/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The deaf ones, listen
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2/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.176 | "In the Monstrous Hollow Where the World
Was"
Typed draft.
First line: Men kept up -- surpassed
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.177 | "When I was a Boy"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone at the edge of the crowd
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.177 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Today will be listen day
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.178 | "At the Aesthetics Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Easier than climbing down, angels mount
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1/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.178 | "At the Aesthetics Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We invented shape after shape
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1/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All fixed as you had it, no sure
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1/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.179 | "One of the School Children"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One carried a teddy bear
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3/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sky afraid, then its millions of wisdom
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3/27/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How thin the thread will hold (page of prose)
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3/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world makes a more limber music
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11/9/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That really was the only way
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3/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My parents loved each other with
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3/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.184 | "Family Responsibilities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thought my mother could always
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3/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.185 | "Ward Henderson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Try to find in a field the pat
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10/20/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.186 | "Poems to Think With"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oak so conservative it stays bad
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3/17/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That willow in the pasture that forgave
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3/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only once for every event,our
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3/17/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The self demonstrates reality: the years
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6/26/1960 |
Box: 7 | 62.188 | "Tornado"
Typed draft.
First line: but a tall element: disaster: pulsed
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they tell you news
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5/7/1960 |
Box: 7 | 62.189 | "Family Responsibilities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My brother drowned in a picture of the ocean
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5/9/1960 |
Box: 7 | 62.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant bite what biters need
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8/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we watch an open event --
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8/30/1961 |
Box: 7 | 62.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds on the telephone wire, a lilt, then
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1/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.191 | "Arms of Shiva"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the birds took joy into the high
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1/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a year, it was the farm
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1/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.192 | "Thinker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fences, wires, lines where the river went storying
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1/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that you read so well, the book
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1/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We could not know how pale
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1/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man at the door I thought my friend
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3/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What steady means have I? When a new
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3/5/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little explosion began slowly
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3/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People crawl out their windows at least
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3/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Believe the roof while people talk
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3/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those willing to meet the neighbors
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2/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.196 | "For Nagging Wives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No more of that frame, the photographer
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2/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Drives diverge, on Palatine
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2/27/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.197 | "end of Yes.Down the highway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: they come, and the wheels go round
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2/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.197 | "On a High Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we stood there we fell
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2/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun learns a lens
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2/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away, that is where
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2/22/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes. Down the highway
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2/24/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.199 | "II. Everything"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reason! whistles a bird
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2/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was only an instant. People couldnt tell
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2/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.200 | "Everything"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reason, whistles a bird
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2/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For years Ive counted on the mind
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2/11/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.201 | "Some things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even when it happens once its a million
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2/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, we cant count on one thing
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2/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some cannot look, except by evasion
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2/10/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We always receive day helplessly
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1/19/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their faces pale by thought, they
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1/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The drives diverge, up toward Wilmers
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1/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Catch one at the plan: hero
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1/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I lost it along the bow. Wanted a way
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1/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell the one who came
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1/16/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight in our secret town
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2/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They were going to separate one scene from another
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1/27/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.207 | "It Is a Question"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You carried a dress, identified so
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1/27/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.208 | "In Oxford"
Typed draft.
First line: I wore two shadows, one
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, listen--someone said something too
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9/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.210 | "As If"
Typed draft.
First line: As if the world came still, as if
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.210 | "Language of Things"
Typed draft.
First line: One man heard how deep we are
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.210 | "Appeal for Quality As Morning
Begins"
Typed draft.
First line: All the roads press on, trees lifet
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.211 | "... stegosaurus..."
Typed draft.
First line: Tranced, when that last morning came
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.211 | "Sufferer"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell you what, old tough speech
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9/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.212 | "Assurances"
Typed draft.
First line: Shepherding us all the time a host
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.213 | "If We Had Come Down at Sea"
Typed draft.
First line: We flash through a cloud, survive
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.214 | "Withdrawn from Circulation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Learn faster even than the way the wind goes
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10/15/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.214 | "Withdrawn from Circulation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But I have come to put my finger in the dike
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10/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.215 | "Growing Up: Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: We so honored her face we called it
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.216 | "Growing Up: Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember how many times reticent
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10/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.217 | "Growing Up: Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But now I have it, now its too late
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10/20/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.217 | "Growing Up: Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We so honored her face we called it
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10/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.218 | "Successful Person"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Invent your life; assemble it by string
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10/18/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.219 | "At the Shore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You tangled your hands in the spray
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10/9/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.220 | "Withdrawn from Circulation"
Typed draft.
First line: They are making new stories faster than people can read
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.221 | "At the Shore"
Typed draft.
First line: You tangled your hands in the spray
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.222 | "Growing Up: Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: We so honored her face we called it
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.223 | "Successful Person"
Typed draft.
First line: Invent your life: assemble it by string
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.224 | "Successful Person"
Typed draft.
First line: You might learn to lose--that would make you all right
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.224 | "Man from the Alaska Highway"
Typed draft.
First line: Early rainy mornings
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.225 | "Successful Person The Well Trained
Citizen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Invent your life
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10/3/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.226 | "Campus Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He called a meeting one afternoon
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9/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.227 | "Sufferer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell you what
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9/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.227 | "Campus Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a ukelele or something else little
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9/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.228 | "A Girl Swimming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way a snake invents by being itself
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8/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.228 | "Mitten"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only fingers in the hotel
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8/31/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.228 | "Hearing a Panel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tame surprises by lasso
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9/1/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.229 | "Ladies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain at their window leads them
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11/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.230 | "Ladies Love Poem, I Guess"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one could find the storm; his heart
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11/28/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.231 | "December"
Typed draft.
First line: Where no one waited a bus comes by
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.232 | "December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where no one waited a bus comes by
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12/2/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.233 | "In Sublettes Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My work is to forget in time what
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12/7/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.234 | "Ladies"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain at their window leads them
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.235 | "In Sublettes Barn (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Sublette moved up the Cimarron, alert
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.236 | "In Sublettes Barn (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: where, now, the sky kept saying out and out because
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.237 | "In Sublettes Barn (3)"
Typed draft.
First line: reluctant but so steady it was always at the place
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.238 | "Out West (1) Where We Live"
Typed draft.
First line: We know each day by the space it has
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.239 | "Out West (2) Where We Live"
Typed draft.
First line: And in the mountains that water is clear
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.240 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds at the cemetery sing as wise as they can
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.241 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962 (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds at the cemetery try to sing as wise as they can
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.242 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962 (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: We, from the humanities, we should not
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.243 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are so troubled now
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12/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.243 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But one man could close out the odds, be
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12/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.244 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You enter the course a statistic but depart
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12/30/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, the way thought was, that hay wagon
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12/8/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.245 | "Art Throckmorton, 1913-1962"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person who never meant maybe
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12/29/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.246 | "Out West In Chicago"
Typed draft.
First line: This air the buildings watch here, holds
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.247 | "Locality"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rivers have rivers in them
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12/21/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there between us all decides
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12/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.247 | "Forgiveness at Cape Lookout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This place is too real for that blame
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12/25/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.248 | "Tumbleweed Time (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: One after another, fish fast over the fence
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.249 | "Tumbleweed Time (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: All that flood like Christmas that
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.250 | "My Father :October 1942 in May,
1946"
Typed draft.
First line: He picks up what he thinks is
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.251 | "Locality"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rivers have rivers in them
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12/31/1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.251 | "Forgiveness at Cape Lookout"
Typed draft.
First line: The whole weight of the ocean smashes on rock
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.252 | "Out West Chicago"
Typed draft.
First line: This air the buildings watch here holds
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.253 | "Out West Chicago (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: This air the buildings watch here holds
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.254 | "Out West Chicago (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: While the city invents itself, higher, more far
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.255 | "Out West Chicago "
Typed draft.
First line: This air the buildings watch here holds
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.256 | "To Mary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nailed over the door, or nailed there
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1/14/1963 |
Box: 7 | 62.257 | "Saunter Downtown"
Typed draft.
First line: Sidewalk drum, respond; street at night, let
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.258 | "Change of Air"
Typed draft.
First line: It is only a wind coming, maybe to blow down
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.259 | "My Father: October 1942"
Typed draft.
First line: He picks up what he thinks is
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.26 | "Tumbleweed Time"
Typed draft.
First line: One after another, fish fast over the fence
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.261 | "Forgiveness at Cape Lookout"
Typed draft.
First line: The whole weight of the ocean smashes on rock
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.262 | "To Mary"
Typed draft.
First line: Nailed over the door, or nailed there
|
1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.263 | "Locality"
Typed draft.
First line: Rivers have rivers in them
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.264 | "Ozymandiass Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Without the style of Ozymandias, therefore
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.265 | "Reverberations(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: The refrigerator talks, nudges the wall
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.266 | "Reverberations(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: When the late plane lets down at night
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.267 | "Station Over the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: When my rock garden listens to the rain
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.267 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Wisdom in the hero
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1962 |
Box: 7 | 62.268 | "Reverberations"
Typed draft.
First line: The refrigerator talks, nudges the wall
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1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.1 | "Observation Car and Cigar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Religion in his breath, his eye a camera that believes
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7/13/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.2 | "What I Invented One Morning in Boulder, CO:
#1 of Mexico Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: This new kind of metal will not suffer
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6/22/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.2 | "Pursuit: #2 of Mexico Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: The headache found you, included anything you could think of
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6/27/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.3 | "Farm on the Hill: #3 of Mexico
Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: Drawn back, a danger to the window
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6/14/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.3 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: After the leaves came down the canyon
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6/17/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.3 | "Memo from the Anthropology
Department"
Typed draft.
First line: Around here professors wonder
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6/17/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.4 | "Memo from the Anthropology Department Isaac
Walton League"
Typed draft.
First line: Around here professors wonder how
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6/17/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.5 | "Job Interview, Unsuccessful, Oberlin,
Ohio"
Typed draft.
First line: We speak. Words walk down the hall
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.6 | "Venture of Heaven"
Typed draft.
First line: When we awaken we often wonder
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.6 | "After the Beach Riots"
Typed draft.
First line: Skin divers play guitars under the water
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.7 | "Some Autumn Characters"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain finds lost beach toys
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.8 | "Soon"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night the air refused my breath
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.8 | "At the Convention"
Typed draft.
First line: A sane hummingbird would fall
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.9 | "Walk to Chihuahua"
Typed draft.
First line: On the walk to Chihuahua Father Hidalgo
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.10 | "Walk to Chihuahua"
Typed draft.
First line: On the walk to Chihuauhua Father Hidalgo
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.10 | "Soon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: dark hills rose friendly to keep me here
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.11 | "Snow, or Words"
Typed draft.
First line: All summer I called our cabin Lost
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.12 | "Snow, or Words"
Typed draft.
First line: All summer I called our cabin Lost
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.13 | "Four Mirrors"
Typed draft.
First line: Over four mirrors the light gushed
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.14 | "Report from Your Observer"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes it is one tree and early mist
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.15 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What day in day out we do we forget
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7/10/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.16 | "Returned Home from Sabbatical"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Washington they have hired
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7/12/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.17 | "Returned Home from Sabbatical"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This fall, the suns witness, I shake
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7/12/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.18 | "Returned Home from Sabbatical"
Typed draft.
First line: hoard for their old age. (They keep
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.19 | "Short Course in Economics"
Typed draft.
First line: Every day I meet sinners who carve prayers on the head of a
pin
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.20 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are surrounded...
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9/12/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.21 | "Age of Microfilm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember those curls of
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9/8/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.22 | "Note from the Casual Man"
Typed draft.
First line: At some odd interval in the night
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9/8/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.22 | "Elegy for Summer, Especially This
Year"
Typed draft.
First line: While July doled forth its berries
|
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Box: 8 | 63.22 v | "Elegy for September"
Typed draft.
First line: Now, September, especially this year
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9/6/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.23 | "Elegy for September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, September, of this or any year
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9/6/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.23 | "Note from the Casual Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Casually, at some odd interval of night
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9/8/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.24 | "On My Island Jack London"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only birds ever come. We welcome them
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9/11/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not known thyself, except by rumor
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9/12/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.25 | "Report from San Miguel on the
Trip"
Typed draft.
First line: We crossed at Mexicali, breathed
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass is not prudent. August browns
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8/24/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.26 | "Remembering Althea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you came out of your house
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8/24/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.27 | "Remembering Althea"
Typed draft.
First line: When you came out of your house
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8/24/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.28 | "Starting on Land an Oriole Bought for a
Song"
Typed draft.
First line: We bend the compass. This is
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8/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.29 | "Pacifist"
Typed draft.
First line: Statues and buzzards mark a poor country
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9/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.30 | "Note from the Casual Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Casually, at some odd interval of light
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9/8/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.31 | "Where We Went Are"
Typed draft.
First line: Much travel moves mountains
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9/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.32 | "Honored Exile"
Typed draft.
First line: After our feet ran, we rmembered
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9/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.33 | "Burning House"
Typed draft.
First line: What does the floor hear - that cousin to earth?
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Box: 8 | 63.34 | "Celebration of Living in the
Suburbs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The girl next door has funny new curls
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9/14/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.35 | "On Her Slate at School"
Typed draft.
First line: On her slate at school my mother wrote Winter.
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10/20/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.36 | "Celebration of Living in the
Suburbs"
Typed draft.
First line: The girl next door has funny new curls
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9/14/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.37 | "Celebration of Living in the
Suburbs"
Typed draft.
First line: The girl next door has funny new curls
|
9/14/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.38 | "Distance: #1 of Two Poems on and - an
assignment for Vern Rutsalas Creative Atom Class"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly it was Mexico that afternoon
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.38 | "Only Thing Pure Water Says Is And : #2 of
Two Poems on And - an assignment for Vern Rutsalas Creative Atom
Class"
Typed draft.
First line: Just listen to the river, its long story
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.39 | "Distance"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly it was Mexico that afternoon
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.39 | "Only Thing Pure Water Says Is
And"
Typed draft.
First line: Just listen to the river, its long story
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.40 | "They Say Now That the Wind Has
Changed"
Typed draft.
First line: Now that the wind begins to believe
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.40 | "Epitaph Ending in And"
Typed draft.
First line: In the last storm, when hawks
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.40v | "On Her Slate at School"
Typed draft.
First line: On her slate at school my mother wrote Winter.
|
10/20/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.41 | "Crowd Identifies Itself to Its
Leader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great men, great women, so far
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10/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.42 | "Reserves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One in front of the race
|
9/2/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.42 | "At the Art Institute"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heroes who thought they won
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9/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.43 | "Portrait of Cow Creek Lesson One
Spring"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One spring when I was a boy
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11/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.44 | "Attempt at Socialist Realism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - the day moves
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11/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.45 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That yew in the woods, that hermit,
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9/23/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.45 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the corridor like a question
|
9/24/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.46 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One hopes to live quietly...
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9/18/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.46 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That yew tree, the hermit, is a drinker of shade
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9/19/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.47 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grassblades used to wonder if you
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9/19/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.48 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That yew tree:
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10/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can give them their triumph, lean
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10/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.49 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Feather on the wind, occur
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10/6/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.50 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: That yew tree in the woods, that hermit
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.50v | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cold woods, this place I looked for
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.51 | "Glimpses in the Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: At one end of the glacier falls new snow
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.52 | "Attempt at Socialist Realism"
Typed draft.
First line: We intend what we will; our story
|
11/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.53 | "Glimpse in the Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: That yew tree in the woods, that hermit
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.54 | "Lesson One Spring"
Typed draft.
First line: One spring when I was a boy
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.55 | "Lesson One Spring - A Portrait of Cow
Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: One spring when I was a boy
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.56 | "Assignment Thanksgiving for My
Father"
Typed draft.
First line: The freezing convict whated
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rabbits for a moment when they
|
11/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then many held the boat, and it
|
12/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at how frugal the birds are, how
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12/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.59 | "Quaker at the Worldly College"
Typed draft.
First line: I learn a limousine, Sir Wisdom through
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11/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.60 | "Quaker at the Worldly College"
Typed draft.
First line: Here I learn a limousine, Sir Wisdom through
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11/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.61 | "Shaniko"
Typed draft.
First line: The freight wagon road that ran here ended
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.62 | "Shaniko"
Typed draft.
First line: The freight wagon road that ran here ended
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.63 | "Social Note"
Typed draft.
First line: No one loves now as Careless did
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.63 | "Daughter Whiff"
Typed draft.
First line: She lived and grew - the wind said When!
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.64 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Protein fits in this paw glove
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.64 | "Eclipse"
Typed draft.
First line: Sky like rock, a leak of sun
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.65 | "Statesmanlike Proposal"
Typed draft.
First line: We ouht to have a Secretary for Wisdom
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.66 | "On a Walk One Rainy Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Mushrooms announce their small religions
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.67 | "On a Walk One Rainy Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: We fold our knees to tell
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.68 | "Dante at Ravenna"
Typed draft.
First line: How many look down! They slink
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.69 | "Historian and Chronicler and
Historian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What came we took; it does not occur
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10/15/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.70 | "Concealment : Ishi, the Last Wild
Indian"
Typed draft.
First line: Rocks, leaves, mud, even the grass
|
1/15/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.71 | "Looking Out and Staying True"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only thing meant that morning was
|
1/6/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People I have praised, let me apologize
|
1/15/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.72 | "Concealment: Ishi"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocks, leaves, mud, even the grass
|
1/15/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.72v | "For the Record"
Typed draft.
First line: Always it puzzled me, why in my dreams
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.73 | "Slow Poke"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have seen this pace, and how we are, transformed
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1/13/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.73 | "For the Record"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loom abruptly, ghost; come
|
1/15/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And I can find it alone any time
|
1/9/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.74 | "Intellectuals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Subtle or not, you know enough
|
1/11/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.75 | "Where I Think I Live Nuance, Oregon: #1 of
Two Oregon Towns"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nuance, a ghost town that is now
|
1/20/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.75 | "Dropping Off"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wakeful to find the self, you learn
|
1/20/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.76 | "From the Plane: #1 of Three Maps"
Typed draft.
First line: Busy as a rag rug, freeways curve
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.76 | "At the Museum: #2 of Three Maps"
Typed draft.
First line: High on a wall rivers climb
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.77 | "In the Funhouse at Seaside"
Typed draft.
First line: While the girl aimed the elegant
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.77 | "For a Little Magazine We Wont Bother to
Name"
Typed draft.
First line: Bears that howl their wounds
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.78 | "In the Funhouse at Seaside"
Typed draft.
First line: While the girl aimed the elegant
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.78 | "For a Little Magazine We Wont Bother to
Name"
Typed draft.
First line: Bears that howl their wounds
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.79 | "Thinking of Herbert Burkes Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: A certain chickenhouse, the way the door
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.80 | "Light, and My Sudden Face"
Typed draft.
First line: I am the man whose heart
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.81 | "Humanities Lecture"
Typed draft.
First line: Aristotle was a little man with
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.82 | "Father, His Friend, and Another"
Typed draft.
First line: Fathers friend Ray at the planing mill
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.83 | "On Don Quixotes Horse"
Typed draft.
First line: Loose reins, the pony finds
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.83v | "Note for the Historians of the Assassination
of President Kennedy"
Typed draft.
First line: Art stumbles, though; Gods mind was larger
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.84 | "On the Freeway"
Typed draft.
First line: A late driver listens. Police
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.85 | "End of the Term: the Hall in
Bodine"
Typed draft.
First line: Like a long marimba
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.86 | "Ceremony of Slow Awareness: #1 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet,
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.86 | "Ceremony of Receiving Others: #2 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Waiting in the town that flows for the brain, charmed
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.87 | "Ceremony of Acknowledging Wakefulness: #4 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: In the attic I hear the wind lie down
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.88 | "Ceremony for the Days Humility: #3 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Lowly,
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees that find a way
|
3/25/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fail to see, then anger, Samson
|
3/26/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.88 | "Humanities Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aristotle
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3/26/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.89 | "Mornings #1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rested, the brain began to burn
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2/23/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.89 | "Mornings #2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the town that flowed for the brain, charred
|
2/23/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.90 | "Uncle John George"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some catastrophes are better than others
|
3/31/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.91 | "Uncle George"
Typed draft.
First line: Some catastrophes are better than others
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.92 | "Ceremony of Slow Awareness: #1 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet,
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.93 | "Ceremony of Receiving Others: #2 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Waiting
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.94 | "Ceremony for Humility: #3 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Lowly,
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.95 | "Ceremony of Acknowledging Day: #4 of
Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Light
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.96 | "Slow Poke"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a near torrent silent beyond
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.97 | "Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: The main thing meant most mornings is
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.98 | "In the Woodlands"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees have time. Between storms
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.99 | "Isolationists"
Typed draft.
First line: In Kansas there wasnt any tide. The rivers
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.100 | "Where I Think I Live Nuance,
Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Nuance, a ghost town that is now
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.101 | "Dropping Off"
Typed draft.
First line: Wakeful to find the self, you learn
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.102 | "Chronicler and Historian"
Typed draft.
First line: Chronicler
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.103 | "Scenario The Citizen of Fear"
Typed draft.
First line: The largest country is to be afraid
|
1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It lives in today tomorrow. More is always
|
2/24/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.104 | "Father, His Friend, and Another"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fathers friend ran a planing mill
|
2/25/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.105 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talk to Honor Society...
|
2/16/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.106 | "Light, and My Sudden Face"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the man whose heart
|
2/9/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.107 | "Three Maps (#s 1,2 & 3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Busy as a rag rug the freeways
|
2/11/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They do better all they see to do
|
2/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One away. Called irony. We took
|
1/30/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.109 | "End of the Term: The Hall in
Bodine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bells inside the world proclaim
|
2/2/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carry to any place on the ground
|
1/19/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Montaigne as the eiron: should one take a part?
|
1/17/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Drag and yet forget sometimes
|
1/17/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The time you found the tide neither
|
1/17/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At our house the jewels of the fire
|
3/3/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The humbled grate, soot as evidence
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3/4/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At home we do not catch at what is taken away
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3/24/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One man, in the place of what else
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4/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things not people benefit from time. The earth
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4/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One all the field says
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4/24/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A many sand flat in the eyes
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4/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how often used, the garden
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5/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.117 | "Game in the Alley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day i fell, straight as i should
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5/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First that east wind
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5/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A land of artesian shadows
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5/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Long around, any road, maybe
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5/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We saw that man who talked so sure
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5/23/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pianoi heard itself, and the sound was wise
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5/24/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grove where the hickory grew
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5/23/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.122 | "New Mexico"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shape, only a hill, that is the earth
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5/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.123 | "Left Foot Hope, Right Foot
Despair"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They will take you anywhere
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5/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where are the sleeve protectors
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5/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some talk you dont hear even once
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5/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.125 | "(used in Commencement speech Left Foot
Hope...)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fail if that helps, and it might.
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5/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Determined to dream without a miracle
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5/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between heartbeats, once, quick
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5/28/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All fell because mowed by mild, what
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6/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.128v | "Commitment"
Typed draft.
First line: My bow has one intention
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.128v | "Tourist Country"
Typed draft.
First line: The shadow of the world wears velvet
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.129 | "These Days Rx: 20th Century"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those waterfalls in a place like Rome
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6/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People I knew; now when we meet
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6/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put on the hood, the boots, and climb
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6/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.130 | "At the Observatory On a Hill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away down in space no matter how far
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6/10/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.131 | "People with Whetstones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some topics and words have that tibre
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6/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.131 | "1960s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All we can think these days rams helpless like a ship
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6/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.132 | "Design"
Handwritten draft.
First line: North of here in the tan autumn
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6/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That flesh tried not to be me
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7/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.133 | "Light in the Center of Diamond
Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who ducks into a poets pad
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7/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.134 | "In From Eastern Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your day self shimmers at the mouth of a desert cave
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7/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.135 | "Light in the Center of His Diamond
Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever ventures where a poet lives
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unaimed tigers may snarl
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7/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.137 | "Oedipus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first he won so well he lost
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7/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us are tough machines
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7/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the room they did not know
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6/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.139 | "When I Was Young"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That good river that returned
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7/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If anyone here finds
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7/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.140 | "With the Kids at the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lifeguard today (too proud a title), I like around me real
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7/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.141 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is this narrow glimpse...
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7/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.142 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: About five oclock the aspirin...
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7/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like wisdom the sand resides or moves
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7/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.143 | "Worry Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Candy in the waether, our fields
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7/17/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.144 | "Animal That Drank Up Sound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day across this lake where the echoes come
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7/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.145 | "Looking North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You little islands the willows take
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8/23/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.145 | "Epitaph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He found his life as it came to him
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8/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fir forest unanimous
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7/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That summer I had a smooth cup
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7/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.147 | "Piano Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even where you are and clouds are
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7/28/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.148 | "Piano Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: multiply themselves in front of the rippling
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7/28/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.149 | "Believer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a motel at Niagara some bride
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8/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.150 | "Believer Assertions & Belief"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one hears me hum at night, late, to test the wall
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8/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.151 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From is to was I love
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8/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.151 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer turns from is to was
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8/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The line the rain came
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8/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.152 | "Coat of Arms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fishhooks make the sign for quiet people
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8/19/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.153 | "It Rode with Us When My Father
Drove"
Typed draft.
First line: All things had their place. Even the wind
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: North rides a storm in here
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6/28/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming through charts or through Bibles
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6/29/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What factor waits, after we think we judge?
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4/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of your life, a day like this
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5/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the middle of the room when
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5/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look, you can learn the stance
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4/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm laid a level demand
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4/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whereby Farm near Whimperville
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4/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I look down and find
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4/23/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weak as opposition when I parallel
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4/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light bulb that came to
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4/19/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where I come from
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4/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.162 | "At a College Arts Festival(used in Left Foot
Hope speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thought of the town all year: the million
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4/16/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.163 | "At a College Arts Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the foundry the deaf man spoke so
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4/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.163 | "At a College Arts Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lacerated trees in the mill are boards
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4/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the sawmill and along the creek
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4/15/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.165 | "At a College Arts Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are thick with a purpose no one
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4/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you came toward the light
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4/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What almost speaks every morning I
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4/10/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.167 | "At a College Arts Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found a place others left by mistake
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4/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.168 | "Defense of My Uncle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Pentagon an officer is detailed
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5/31/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.169 | "Rabbit Ears Pass Colorado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This country is not talking to anybody: it
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1/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.169 | "Party Conversation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You try all you can; their toy airplane
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1/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.170 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turn slightly when we pass
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1/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.170 | "When the New Freeways Done"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God watches over curves that worship a large enough
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1/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.171 | "When the New Freeways Done"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dream of the hill
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1/24/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.171 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The girls talk like a stream running
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1/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.172 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: New project for writers: to save us all
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1/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends without trying, race
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10/21/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.174 | "Corner of the Yard Station Over the
Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my rock garden listens to the rain
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1/30/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wisdom in the hero
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1/30/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.175 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The person of principle...
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1/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.176 | "Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the time Im working. They forget
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1/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The principle of dark I champion
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1/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we found
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1/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.177 | "Jasmine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And all jails are wrong side out
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1/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow was the time. Last night is
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1/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.179 | "Moral Reflections at College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sent where the mental
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1/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.180 | "Colorado"
Typed draft.
First line: This country is not talking to anybody: it
|
1/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.180 | "Party Conversation"
Typed draft.
First line: You try all you can; their toy airplane
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1/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a new storm
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1/12/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.181 | "Farewell in Tumbleweed Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our house, disguised to be any house, waits
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1/10/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.182 | "Farewell in Tumbleweed Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many the place left alone, now the winters
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1/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.183 | "Arthur L. Throckmorton:
1913-1962"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds at the cemetery sing as wise as they can
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.184 | "My Father in May, 1946 October
1942"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He picks up what he thinks is
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1/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.185 | "Saunter Downtown"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Drum, respond; street at night, let
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1/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.186 | "Goodlooking Student at the Presbyterian
College Mumbled Report on Our Trip"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When that student walked, it was
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1/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.187 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My combination of bluntness and timidity...
|
12/18/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.187 | "Address to the Vacationers at Cape
Lookout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You burdened me by gift or worse
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12/19/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.188 | "Change of Air"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was only a wind coming maybe to blow down
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12/25/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They turn close. Teir shoulders
|
12/11/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.189 | "Out West (used in Left Foot Hope
speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Oregon day crowds at the door
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12/13/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place we always were
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11/4/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.190 | "Bulletin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one needs bring back those ponies
|
11/4/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.191 | "Left Foot Hope, Right Foot
Despair"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notes for L & C Commencement speech
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5/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why did air come here? It flow
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4/15/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.192 | "Pickup (used in Left Foot Hope, Right Foot
Despair speech) At a College Arts Festival at La Grande"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cone of light my mind
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4/16/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.192 | "At a College Arts Festival at La Grande (used
in Left Foot Hope speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came there thick with a purpose no one
|
4/16/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.193 | "(used in Left Foot Hope speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place is a nest (page of prose)
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5/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.194 | "It Rode with Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: in the ear
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5/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.194 | "(used in Left Foot Hope
speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day like a bubble...
|
5/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Try to remember which is
|
4/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.196 | "(used in Left Foot Hope
speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up the hillside, more lights than we
|
4/19/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.197 | "(used in Left Foot Hope
speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we follow our leader
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5/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sound has buried in the root
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5/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.198 | "(used in Left Foot Hope
speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At timberline its every tree for itself
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5/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.199 | "Airport Radio Man (used in Left Foot Hope
speech)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Helmet. But why an ear?
|
5/24/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems a wire will sing tonight
|
5/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.200 | "(used in Left Foot Hope speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He said he listened and thought about
|
5/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.200 | "(used in Left Foot Hope speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone called and I heard him hum
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5/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Romes a rotten log. Democritus wouldnt eat beans
|
5/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.202 | "Left Foot Hope, Right Foot Despair
speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I call my feet despair
|
5/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.202 | "Left Foot Hope, Right Foot Despair
speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Left foot hope, right foot despair
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7/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.203 | "Letter to Donald Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Don, in your house when evening visits
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12/9/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.204 | "A Ritual: Forgetting Old Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the open has told me
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12/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every night late, whenever the cats
|
12/4/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.205 | "25-Dec"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The date is ashamed. After all these years
|
12/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.206 | "Statesmanlike Proposal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that we have a Secretary for Wisdom
|
12/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.206v | "Shaniko"
Typed draft.
First line: The freight wagon road that ran here ended
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.207 | "Luke Short"
Typed draft.
First line: A fist uncoils because the land humps real
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.208 | "Vagrant"
Typed draft.
First line: With his thumb he records police blotters
|
12/20/1960 |
Box: 8 | 63.208 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: They taught us not to believe
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12/18/1960 |
Box: 8 | 63.208 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Nouns announcing themselves
|
1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Convergences like that will somewhere
|
1/5/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.209 | "Writer Pondering Emily"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thorn by the fence, no number on our house
|
1/5/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.210 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Intelligence in human affairs: a Passage to India
|
3/4/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accompanied by something that reads
|
3/5/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to the water but never touching
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3/7/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By one does the river turn, then run
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3/7/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.212 | "Podunk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They speak in monuments, triumph by
|
3/21/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.213 | "Special Conservative A writer Pondering /
Emily"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the still field where only the whole world moves
|
3/19/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.214 | "Monstrous Hollow Where the World
Was"
Typed draft.
First line: They have their answer, those confident
|
11/16/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.215 | "In the News Rockefeller"
Typed draft.
First line: The son
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1/2/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.216 | "Day I Got the Good Idea"
Typed draft.
First line: Had the right amount of rain, wind pushing it
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11/18/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.217 | "In the News Rockefeller"
Typed draft.
First line: The son
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1/2/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.218 | "Day I Got the Good Idea"
Typed draft.
First line: Had the right amount of rain, wind pushing it
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11/18/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.218 | "In the News Rockefeller"
Typed draft.
First line: The son
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1/2/1962 |
Box: 8 | 63.219 | "New Time (start) Other Directed"
Typed draft.
First line: One day waved, March weather insisted
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12/4/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.219v | "One-Man Minority Report"
Typed draft.
First line: A master sent this picture out; it won
|
12/10/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.220 | "New Time (end) Other Directed"
Typed draft.
First line: and sometime may we fidget
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12/4/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.220 | "Minority Report"
Typed draft.
First line: A master sent this picture out: it won
|
12/10/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.221 | "One-Man Minority Report"
Typed draft.
First line: One sent this picture out; it won
|
12/10/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.221v | "New Time Other Directed"
Typed draft.
First line: One day waved, March weather insisting
|
12/4/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.222 | "Faculty Portraits: 1 (English)"
Typed draft.
First line: The old lady from Pocatello
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.222 | "Faculty Portraits: 2 (Foreign
Language"
Typed draft.
First line: Knitting two needles to make them
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.223 | "Faculty Portraits: 1 (English)"
Typed draft.
First line: The old lady from Pocatello
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.224 | "Campus Faculty Portraits: 3 (3 Political
Science"
Typed draft.
First line: At the program for purpose
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.225 | "Campus Faculty Portraits: 1
(English)"
Typed draft.
First line: The old lady from Pocatello who taught English
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.225 | "Campus Faculty Portraits: 2 (Foreign
Languages)"
Typed draft.
First line: Knitting two needles to see them
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9/17/1961 |
Box: 8 | 63.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Good reason to sorrow, forecast of anything
|
12/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.227 | "PMLA Biblio. Is Limited to Certain Printed
Works"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are others, and mss.
|
12/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How many sprang because the effort
|
12/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only bridge they say has thread
|
12/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.230 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Generally, I think Why should it happen to me?
|
1/12/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow is invested in the trees
|
1/12/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow, the life part, go visit
|
1/7/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only place we move is through
|
1/8/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.232 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A novel: admiring look at a town...
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1/6/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.232 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eric Hoffer has to exist...
|
1/6/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pieces of wood playful in the fire
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1/2/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the rocks a mute volcano poured
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1/2/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the Metolius, in the quiet of the winter woods
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1/1/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before truth, comes its shadow
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4/2/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.236 | "Forest People #2 of Two Oregon Towns
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whystop, a town with only trees
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12/31/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.237 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The uses of time...
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12/29/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even the tremors of pride about
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12/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.238 | "In the Woodlands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One help like whittle made summer
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12/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.239 | "Isolationists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Kansas there wasnt any tide
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1/20/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.239 | "Thinking of Herbert Burkes Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What was given I give back
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1/21/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.240 | "Daughter Whiff "
Handwritten draft.
First line: She lived and grew - the wind said
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12/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.240 | "Social Note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one loves now as Careless did
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12/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.241 | "Ritual: Forgetting Old Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: All the open has told me
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12/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.242 | "Big Axe to the Little Axe"
Typed draft.
First line: From here to Plummet is one long drop
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.243 | "Heart of Darkness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place, even when you arrive - unexplored
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11/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.244 | "On a Walk One Rainy Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We fold our knees to tell
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10/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My body that wandered all the childhood
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10/12/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.245 | "Big Axe to the Little Axe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From here to Plummet is one long drop
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11/23/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.246 | "Dante at Ravenna"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How many look down! They slink
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11/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We can regret how time goes one way
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11/30/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By slow ear or fast wind
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12/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.248 | "(prose page)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The one who learned the trance, and then
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10/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That thin time we found as it went away
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11/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where wind had lived so long its trackwas on the rock
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10/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hills where people walk on the leaves. Our
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11/19/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are places I must find
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9/29/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up and down the streets to learn
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10/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first, when we fell in love
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10/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hunters, listen and wait: a wilderness hunts
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10/12/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pity, that beats here, longs to
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10/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other breath, you know how
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11/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.256 | "Song for My Supper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: His brother crawled into a telephone wire
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11/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In yellow hills the maple trees endure
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11/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why no evidence? Along the road evidence of the
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10/31/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.257 | "Song for My Supper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only linger song wheels can run
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11/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.258 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because we did not know what to find
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9/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.259 | "Song for My Supper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a student the books learned from
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11/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in the wound corral it is
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10/30/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning comes through the back yard
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10/31/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the cliff where no one held
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10/29/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.262 | "Shaniko"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The freight wagon road ran here
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10/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.263 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I make a new act, something never the same
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10/17/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between people that space no one
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10/17/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An indulgence, the main work we do
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10/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thin part, image, mixed and sent
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10/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Daddy is tired. Many people have
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10/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.267 | "To a Quiet Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When your heart was limber
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9/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.268 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some notes...
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9/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.269 | "Volkswagen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard that un-engine in front
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9/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This warm box you open or carry
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1/29/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.271 | "Extended Haiku"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That frog says - never
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9/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.272 | "News Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day my class, tired of only knowing how
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9/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.273 | "Stories That Blow Away: speech for Pacific
U."
Handwritten draft.
First line: The new kind of national virtue...
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9/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, where the world story is, he stood
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9/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.275 | "Stories That Blow Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the capital of a barbarous country they had
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9/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything belongs. Then nothing. Between
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9/15/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.276 | "Seeking Schweitzer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By pulse and fireflies I become a patient at Lambarene
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9/16/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You gave shadows a job they knew
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9/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The widows of the heroes who became paper
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9/15/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She was a valuable player in the series
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9/13/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A church that aimed the day
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9/12/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, by the character tree, I express
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9/12/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They wanted only the drum beating
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9/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.283 | "To a City Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: You think newsstands are the label of the world
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.283 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: After a heartbeat, once
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1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you look across the kitchen late
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9/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.285 | "To a City Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Puppies from the headlines gaze; you think
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6/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Farther into the thicket the thicket invaded
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6/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.286 | "Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every pose blameless, the unmarried willow
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6/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If these cliffs felt the light, and it could flow
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6/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where a window rock offered
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6/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn and lilt of the words, repeat
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6/2/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.288 | "At a Traffic Light the Stop Sign (#2 of
Suburban Report)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear the engines around me rehearsing probability
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6/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.289 | "At a Traffic Light (#2 of Suburn\ban
Report)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you turn over at dawn
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6/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.290 | "At a Traffic Light (#2 of Suburban
Report)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the stories are coming to a stop; what
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6/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The birds are yours and the animals mine
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9/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Went home as a whistle
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9/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After their investments in me are paid
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8/31/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.293 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day ago I had...
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8/30/1993 |
Box: 8 | 63.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lowwhy not? At most, medium
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10/2/1993 |
Box: 8 | 63.295 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person feels guilty...
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10/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In spotted country we climbed no mountains
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8/1/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.297 | "Song Demonstrators in Mexico Sing on Corners
in troubled Parts of a City"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear ones, watching for us on any street
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7/20/1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.298 | "For a Friend Who Neglects Current
Events"
Typed draft.
First line: Granted, there is a hat for Texas
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.299 | "For a Friend Who Neglects Current
Events"
Typed draft.
First line: Granted, there is a hat for Texas
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.300 | "Observation Car and Cigar"
Typed draft.
First line: Religion in his breath, his eye a camera
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1964 |
Box: 8 | 63.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Farther away since then, that platform
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2/3/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I cant fall
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2/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I love you so the wheel will spin
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2/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our chart allowed us one day; stern
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2/5/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: George, would you be able
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2/6/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heat we feel from deep in the sun
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2/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just some darker shadows, then that sound
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2/8/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They stand in their pose. No one can
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2/11/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In giving us a grove our land
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2/14/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The playhouse where you went to cry
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2/15/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends barnacle telephones
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2/16/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not interpret dreams, but guide them
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2/16/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.308 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light they had was darkness - now
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2/17/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not follow trails, but cross them: follow
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2/17/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.310 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Broke by one right glance, we held
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2/18/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.311 | "Scenario"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind says Great Slave Lake
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2/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.312 | "Commitment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My bow has one intention
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2/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.312 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go down there to the told sand
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2/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.312 | "Scenario"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great Slave Lake, there winter lives
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2/22/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out where the forest was
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2/25/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody wondered if somebody else would be there
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2/26/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.314 | "Tourist Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The shadow of the world wears velvet
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2/27/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doubtful, then at the downslope convinced
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2/28/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.315 | "It Rode With Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All things were in their place. The wind
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2/28/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.316 | "Scenario"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The largest country is to be afraid
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3/4/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Window a trust, weather a citizen
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3/7/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bird in the furnace
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3/17/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Virginia, I passed your house this morning
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3/19/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.319 | "Real Truth But Not n Indictment of Any
Governor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Soul weather has no map
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3/19/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a certain time it will turn to
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3/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.320 | "Real Truth But Not an Indictment of Any
Governor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Governors limousine cruising at seventy
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3/20/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.321 | "After Once Men Were Created"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The whistle had already loomed, outside
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3/21/1963 |
Box: 8 | 63.322 | "Judgments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I accuse -
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3/26/1963 |
Box: 9 | 64.1 | "Epitaph Ending in And"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the last storm, when hawks
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10/7/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tree that became warm
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10/10/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: End, because God waits for Right
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2/22/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then we could not tell. Were
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2/23/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What do you care now, others
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2/20/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When anyone rebels all His atoms
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2/22/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.4 | "Analysis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Men wear leather jackets, and their mates
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2/19/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though, however - such people first
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2/20/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the useless have no use
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2/18/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They prove we want wrong things
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2/19/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the parks, the curved roads
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2/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Assuaged in neglect our fears wait
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2/15/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch the road no more; the field
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2/18/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.7 | "Analysis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pure but wild
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2/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.7 | "Analysis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came down this midland, wild
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2/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, then waste of wind and
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2/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Regard those near; they are
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2/8/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.9 | "Poise at Hells Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flow, rather, river, God said
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2/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the mirrors began to lie
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2/6/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The big draft not yet here, I feel, at
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2/3/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.10 | "Society"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The plush or pile. Only touch, all separate
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2/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.11 | "Annually, with Pay"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steady it was - remember that
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1/10/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.12 | "Tragic Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All still when summer is over
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1/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one came out for the gray wolf
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1/6/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All deep in the camera, wan
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1/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.14 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The questions we ask...
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1/10/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.15 | "Toward the Space Age"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We begin to catch hold of everything
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1/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.16 | "Ghost That Does Not Believe in
Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They seem to exist, but when I come steadily
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1/8/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One boy in our town could
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12/31/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the full cup fell
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1/1/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside my life I accept small
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1/3/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, there was other over the mountains
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12/30/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river came hunting a new channel
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12/31/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The fig and other twilight plants
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12/28/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early, we sew to make of it
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12/30/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.20 | "To Post in World Capitals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere there are corners in mind
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12/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.21 | "When First"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well, it was solid. None of the knicks
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12/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night makes the tree anything
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12/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.21 | "To Post in World Capitals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Exultant in wrong, army people said
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12/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.22 | "Watchmen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In little rooms at night
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12/7/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.23 | "Transfusion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long that effort came up our arm
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2/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.24 | "Memorandum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Youll see some time - half
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12/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Telling wide, merely a gesture
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12/17/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the storm that occupied us
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12/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to the joking wind
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12/14/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To forget by selective remembering
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12/10/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the newspaper in the morning
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12/11/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What it was, at our house, was
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12/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.28 | "Suburbia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in the cloud we talk
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12/10/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one ever crossed that lake by day
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12/7/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.29 | "Who Can Say?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who can say Just here
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12/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.30 | "Prologue (Hammarskjold #1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to take the road seriously
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12/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.31 | "Prologue (Hammarskjold #1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we bring back is what we drerived from
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12/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.31 | "When First"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He walked across the anvil and looked
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12/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of these tentative poems began
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12/21/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound of Mt Hood, a quiet
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12/21/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.33 | "Witnesses for Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even a man with God beating in his
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12/4/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.33 | "Beyond Politics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter gets older every year, great men
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12/4/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.33 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a child named Remember
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12/4/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Linger, because on will extend
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12/2/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.34 | "Beyond Politics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once against the sky day found
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12/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.34 | "Witnesses for Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As you find foreign, leave the known
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12/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.35 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my sleep I dreamed or thought (note on Doris Pine
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11/30/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.35 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A childs name: Remember
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12/1/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.36 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The freezing convict wanted
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11/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the land the river found
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11/20/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you think death; breath comes
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11/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The last, then all were last
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1/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Arms held over my ears, hands
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1/18/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our story will read its own end
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11/19/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They turned here and into many
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11/20/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Welcome, as the luster came
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11/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passed like light, the whole combed land
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11/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.42 | "Walking the Wilderness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Use the storm that rakes the leaves
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11/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.43 | "My Past Counselors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They told me to remember crazy death
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8/31/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take my slow belief - it will searchlight
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9/1/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a long time all this has meant
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9/28/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shiver of earth, all through trees
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9/30/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind came along it handled
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9/19/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They want me to find what is already found
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9/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.47 | "To Students Everywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes it is the miles that
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9/16/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.48 | "Jack London"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another time, on an island, wedge birds
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9/15/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the maple hand, one leaf
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9/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.49 | "Pacifist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Statues and buzzards mark a poor country
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9/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.50 | "Elegy for Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While July doled forth its berries
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9/6/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.51 | "Burning House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What does the floor hear, cousin to earth?
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8/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont stay here, when you
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8/31/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.52 | "Where We Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow travel moves mountains best
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8/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.53 | "Honored Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After our feet ran, we remembered
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8/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.53 | "Honored Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All my part of the world shades, often
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8/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Narrative, as in timber
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8/21/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear you, blinker; read you, horn
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8/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.55 | "Will"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, at this instant, of my usual mind
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8/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No longer work the flocks north
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8/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our medicine is to live remote. Peasant
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8/10/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those golfers in Scotland, any dour
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8/5/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.57 | "On a Misty Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Men who dream the world
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8/6/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One week, then someone else on the river
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8/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one else near for the mountain ash
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8/5/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.59 | "In the University Library at
Guanajuato"
Typed draft.
First line: Sure to lose, but already proud of some
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.60 | "Walk to Chihuahua"
Typed draft.
First line: On the walk to Chihuahua Father Hidalgo
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.61 | "Distance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And we climbed that old looking hill
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10/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.62 | "Distance"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly it was Mexico that afternoon
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.63 | "Only Thing Pure Water Says Is
And"
Typed draft.
First line: Just listen to the river, its long story
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.64 | "Only Thing Pure Water Says Is
And"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen to the rivers. Their long story
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10/12/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.64 | "They Say Now That the Wind Has
Changed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the thought clutch, modern
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10/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.65 | "Now That the Wind Has Changed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the wind begins to believe
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10/11/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.66 | "Report from Your Observer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes it is one tree and early mist
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8/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We took from each other. Level was
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11/1/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.68 | "Three Portraits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes to escape that frenzy
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10/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A town, then farm, then forest. After
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10/28/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.69 | "Withering Away Three Portraits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Truth is, no one can lament enough
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10/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.70 | "Three Portraits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We havent screamed enough
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10/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.71 | "Three Portraits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have complained enough
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10/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.72 | "Fall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As the air thins - October again
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10/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.73 | "Fall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when God came humbly
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10/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.74 | "On Her Slate at School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother on her slate at school wrote Winter
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10/20/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.75 | "On Any Old Land an Oriole Bought for a
Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We bend the compass. This is
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8/12/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.76 | "West Coast Christmas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls in the venture of heaven splay their wings
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7/29/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.77 | "After the Beach Riots"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Skin divers play guitars under the water
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7/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.77 | "Foreign Study"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the place is far enough you think
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7/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lag waddle at old valley, wide
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7/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.78 | "West Coast Christmas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls in the venture of heaven do not shriek
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7/29/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.79 | "Venture of Heaven"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we awaken we often wonder
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7/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.80 | "Job Interview: Unsuccessful - Oberlin,
Ohio"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We speak. Words walk down the hall
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7/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.81 | "October"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of the forest forgotten, even
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7/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.81 | "At the Convention"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sane hummingbird would fall
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7/19/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through these lines you know that
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7/17/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stethoscope in thought all caves and mouse
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7/15/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along this ink my purpose roves
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7/16/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wyoming mountains with bones in them
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7/5/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.84 | "Walking with Walter Mead at Santa
Barbara"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each time too late I saw
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7/6/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.85 | "Where I Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back in the moor, where plants
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7/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I meet people they will not let
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7/5/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.87 | "For a Friend Who Neglects Current
Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unworked, save that it was far enough
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7/7/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The silent root in the permanent wind
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7/10/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I found the sky. It was in a cave
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4/20/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knock on the rails, the rattle
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4/6/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that the wind goes over and half
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4/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.91 | "Goodby, Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One tree in the wind-filled wood
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4/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.92 | "Page of notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 9 April 1964...
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4/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.93 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Politics...
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4/12/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.94 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange how indirectly...
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4/12/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.95 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the scooped out houses
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4/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.96 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: instant trees...
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4/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.97 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On reflection...
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4/17/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.98 | "Goodby, Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One tree in the wind-filled wood
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4/21/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.99 | "What would a Renaissance - Petrarch - Sonnet
be if addressed to one under vows?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meet, then go apart. Say a sound
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4/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.100 | "First War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Soldiers wore puttees, then. That was
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4/4/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.101 | "Diver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The climate my eyes evade or the submarine
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4/2/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything that nears must be mine
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4/2/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I crave clewar moral choices
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4/1/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.104 | "Stranger"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A critic one summer told us the great vertical
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8/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After one summer when the upper valley
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3/29/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fold my overcoat where winter is
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3/31/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To turn, minnows practice, teach
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3/28/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Live by sand, then by nothing; boats
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3/29/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.107 | "Soon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night the air refused my breath
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7/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.108 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In politics...
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7/20/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.109 | "Humanities Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the farthest forest and along
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3/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stranger with the sudden face
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3/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By looking at the rock we found our
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3/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the sandbar where the river refrained
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3/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Guilty, every one: any way the river turns
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3/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miraculously again this year
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3/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down the storm always moving
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3/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One move, the partner moves
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3/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Call it Aloha: arrive, depart, both
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3/21/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A constitution no one needs to write
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3/21/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light on the waking rock
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3/16/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far from lost, we wandered found
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2/5/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stop of day, trouble the tongue
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2/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.116 | "In the Funhouse at Seaside Fun
House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the girl aimed the elegant
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2/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.116 | "Conservative"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will no one see, out here in the sandhills
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2/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.116 | "Whole Wheat Valentine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little thing goes wrong... (story)
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2/16/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of the animals that ran from burning
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2/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.117 | "For Certain Little Magazines We wont Bother
to Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bears that howl their wounds
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2/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listened as fur hears the many rain
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3/15/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What lawns in England owe
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3/17/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.119 | "cont. of 7699"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old lakes and how to pay - no one
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3/17/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One odd, then many, it is rain
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3/15/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lean that river, lawn long. No one
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2/29/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last, they would not accompany
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3/2/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.122 | "On the Freeways"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your late come, listen. These
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3/4/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Admired or not, let
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3/6/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.122 | "Don Quixotes Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loose reins, the pony commends
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3/6/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.123 | "San Miguel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That ancient man on two sticks in the plaza
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3/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.124 | "To a Popular Teacher of
Calligraphy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hold nothing, or maybe a match
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5/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.125 | "Observe Carefully That Wild Country
Nevada"
Typed draft.
First line: The various dust that fell along
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.125 | "Nevada"
Typed draft.
First line: In badlands the earth
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.125 | "Fort Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: Dead grass makes an arc on the sand
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.126 | "Nevada"
Typed draft.
First line: In badlands the earth
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.126 | "Fort Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: Dead grass makes an arc on the sand
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.126 | "San Miguel"
Typed draft.
First line: That old man on two sticks in the plaza
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.127 | "Airport"
Typed draft.
First line: At the fountain you bow to drink: that water
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.128 | "To a Popular Teacher of Calligraphy -- Lloyd
Reynolds"
Typed draft.
First line: You held nothing, or maybe a match
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5/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.129 | "At the Grave of My Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Toward the last the mirror cared less and less but
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.130 | "After the United Nations The Day After Then:
6 pp."
Typed draft.
First line: Seriously, after talk... (start of 6-page poem)
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.131 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Typed draft.
First line: The freezing convict wanted
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11/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.132 | "At the Art Institute"
Typed draft.
First line: Heroes who thought they won
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9/2/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.132 | "Reserves"
Typed draft.
First line: One in front of the race
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9/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.133 | "Glimpse in the Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: That yew tree in the woods, that hermit
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9/19/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.134 | "Crowd Indentifies Itself to Its
Leaders"
Typed draft.
First line: Great men, it was hard to find you; your
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10/1/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.135 | "Walking The Wilderness in
Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: God is never sure He has found
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11/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.136 | "Walking the Wilderness"
Typed draft.
First line: My mother in the dream[ed] dreamed
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11/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.137 | "Walking the Wilderness"
Typed draft.
First line: Snowflake designs lock; they clasp in the sky
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11/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.138 | "Walking the Wilderness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cleared field and winter firm stepped
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11/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.139 | "Walking the Wilderness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the way to Slow and back
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11/23/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.139 | "Walking the Wilderness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All these calm statements! But enamoured non-calm
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11/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.140 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Typed draft.
First line: The freezing convict wanted
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11/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.141 | "To Students Everywhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes it is the miles that
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1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.142 | "Who Can Say?"
Typed draft.
First line: Who can say Just here
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11/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.142 | "Watchmen"
Typed draft.
First line: In little rooms at night
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11/7/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.143 | "Witnesses for Love"
Typed draft.
First line: Even a man with God in his forehead
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12/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.143 | "Beyond Politics"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter gets older every year, great men
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12/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.143v | "Walking the Wilderness"
Typed draft.
First line: Snowflake designs lock; they clasp in the sky
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11/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.144 | "Walking the Wilderness in
Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: God is never sure He has found
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11/9/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.145 | "Thanksgiving for My Father"
Typed draft.
First line: The freezing convict wanted
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11/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.146 | "Todays Memorandum"
Typed draft.
First line: Youll see some time - half
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12/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.147 | "Todays Memorandum"
Typed draft.
First line: Youll see some time - half of the world
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12/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.148 | "Memorandum"
Typed draft.
First line: His life was only interference
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12/18/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.149 | "To Post in Budapest, and All World
Capitals"
Typed draft.
First line: Under old newspapers in the park
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12/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.150 | "Revolutions To Post in World
Capitals"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere there are corners in our minds
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12/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.151 | "Revolutions To Post in World
Capitals"
Typed draft.
First line: Under old newspapers in the park
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12/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.152 | "Revolutions To Post in World
Capitals"
Typed draft.
First line: Under old newspapers in the park
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12/27/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.153 | "Following the Markings of Dag Hammarskjold:
1"
Typed draft.
First line: You have to take the road seriously
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12/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.154 | "Following the Markings of Dag Hammarskjold:
1"
Typed draft.
First line: talk, all of my tentative poems begin
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12/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.155 | "Toward the Space Age"
Typed draft.
First line: We must begin to catch hold of everything
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1/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.156 | "Ghost That Does Not Believe in
Men"
Typed draft.
First line: They seem to exist, but when I come steadily
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1/8/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.157 | "Tragic Song"
Typed draft.
First line: The silence that comes for you
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1/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.158 | "Tragic Song"
Typed draft.
First line: All still when summer is over
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1/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.159 | "On Her Slate at School"
Typed draft.
First line: On her slate at school my mother wrote Winter
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10/20/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.160 | "Distance"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly it was Mexico that afternoon
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10/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.160 | "Only THing Pure Water Says Is
And"
Typed draft.
First line: Just listen to the river, its long story
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10/12/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.160 | "Epitaph Ending in And"
Typed draft.
First line: In the last storm, when hawksq
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10/13/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.161 | "Lesson One Spring"
Typed draft.
First line: One spring when I was a boy
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11/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.162 | "Three Portraits"
Typed draft.
First line: When you remember Antigone did not want
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10/25/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.163 | "Annually, with Pay"
Typed draft.
First line: Steady it was - remeber that
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1/10/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.164 | "Toward the Space Age"
Typed draft.
First line: We must begin to catch hold of everything
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1/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.165 | "Suburbia Quiet Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Here in our cloud we talk
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12/10/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.166 | "When First"
Typed draft.
First line: When first I walked across
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12/24/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.167 | "Fall"
Typed draft.
First line: As the air thins - October again
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10/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.168 | "Volkswagen"
Typed draft.
First line: I heard that un-engine up front
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9/25/1963 |
Box: 9 | 64.168 | "Strangers"
Typed draft.
First line: Brown in the snow, a car with a heater
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1/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.169 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: And one afternoon a year is yours
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.170 | "First Spring Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Confident again, all this town surrounds
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2/2/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.171 | "First Spring Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Confident again, all this toen surrounds
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2/2/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.172 | "Quaker Meeting"
Typed draft.
First line: It is wrong for the world ever to be a picture
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2/1/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.173 | "Quaker Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hill with a soft side
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2/1/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.173 | "Quaker Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of these will have a soft side
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2/2/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.174 | "Flood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the river learned and spelled
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1/26/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.175 | "Learning to Be Humble and Dumb"
Typed draft.
First line: Wyoming taught pioneers not to be clever
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1/26/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.176 | "Learning to Be Humble and Dumb"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wyoming taught pioneers not to be clever
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1/26/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.177 | "Farewell Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silver. And then reminded: nothing
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2/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.178 | "Fellow Poets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hurry to the spent, spun river
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1/21/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.179 | "Learning to Be Humble and Dumb"
Typed draft.
First line: Wyoming taught pioneers not to be clever
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1/26/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.180 | "Flood"
Typed draft.
First line: Last month when the river learned and spelled
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1/26/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.181 | "Transfusion"
Typed draft.
First line: Again for months, after the crash, you
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2/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.182 | "Farewell Picture"
Typed draft.
First line: My eyes look their twinned corridor
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2/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.183 | "Strangers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brown in the snow, a car with a heater
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1/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who read: all you know
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1/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.185 | "Strangers"
Typed draft.
First line: Brown in the snow, a car with a heater
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1/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.186 | "Time Capsule"
Typed draft.
First line: That year the news
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.187 | "Cycle Analysis"
Typed draft.
First line: The men wear leather jackets, and their mates
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2/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.188 | "Time Capsule"
Typed draft.
First line: That year the news was
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.189 | "Time Capsule"
Typed draft.
First line: That year the news was
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.190 | "Heros Father"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always in the spring birds fan out
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3/30/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you are no one else
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3/7/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Blood gurgles out and trickles
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3/8/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brought to the welcome, day
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2/22/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You were like day. Days are soon
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4/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.194 | "Time Capsule"
Typed draft.
First line: That year the news
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.195 | "With Some Artists at Fort Rock 1 &
2"
Typed draft.
First line: You live - a few friends, a sky
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.196 | "With Some Artists at Fort Rock 3 &
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The proud are sustained by trust: we
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.197 | "With Some Artists at Fort Rock 5 &
6"
Typed draft.
First line: Birches will believe anything
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.198 | "Glimpses, Four Medallions"
Typed draft.
First line: The heart keeps count
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.199 | "Realists Alarmists"
Typed draft.
First line: After they called and it was only a wolf
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.200 | "Belfry"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember that summer still as a pond
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6/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.201 | "Belfry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember that summer still as a pond
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6/7/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.202 | "In the Cold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I got out of the rocket
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5/31/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.203 | "Plea about by way of the Ladies, from the
Poets"
Typed draft.
First line: Like sorrow and their scarves, history
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.204 | "In the Cold"
Typed draft.
First line: When I got out of the rocket
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.205 | "Belfry"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember that summer still as a pond
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.206 | "In the Old Days"
Typed draft.
First line: The dark field was all the world
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.207 | "Jeffers"
Typed draft.
First line: He is little now, less than a gull
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.208 | "Jeffers"
Typed draft.
First line: He is little now, less than a gull
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.209 | "Jeffers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My belief in the sound no one heard
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4/3/1964 |
Box: 9 | 64.210 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
1"
Typed draft.
First line: Seriously, after talk, argument, survivors
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.211 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
2"
Typed draft.
First line: The way flint breaks they faulted sharp
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.212 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
3"
Typed draft.
First line: A blind young man:
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.213 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
4"
Typed draft.
First line: A leader:
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.214 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
5"
Typed draft.
First line: An old man:
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.215 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
6"
Typed draft.
First line: A young man:
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.216 | "After the United Nations {Day after Then
7"
Typed draft.
First line: Old man:
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.217 | "That Summer in Montana"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the lightning everyone gambles
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7/19/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.218 | "Death on Bastille Day, 1965"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We needed our man there - theirs
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7/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.219 | "Sheep in a Ghost Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lambs, cry, then gray near from the hills
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7/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen bright
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7/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.221 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Listen bright
|
7/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every town is ghost country
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7/17/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.223 | "Osprey Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Against each house at night
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7/18/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.224 | "Osprey Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then fish leaped out of the lakes; their images
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7/18/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.225 | "Beginning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone lost, the last bombardment
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7/16/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.226 | "Speech Instead of Ariels Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because we are found, our next
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7/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.227 | "At Missoula"
Typed draft.
First line: We hunted for bitter root over the patient mountain
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7/8/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.228 | "At Missoula"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once the mountains formed a new state
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7/8/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.229 | "Account"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where people happen to live
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7/10/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.230 | "Still Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This night we practice, no one
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7/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.231 | "Long Thoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thought questions wanted
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7/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.231v | "Girl in the Seventh Fifth Grade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That bruise, your love, spread
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7/21/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.232 | "Near Flathead Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again in silence a clear day balances, holds
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7/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.233 | "Account"
Typed draft.
First line: With tears or blood you learn to spell
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7/10/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.234 | "Girl in the Fifth Grade"
Typed draft.
First line: That bruise, your love, spreads
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7/21/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.234 | "Still Days Night in July"
Typed draft.
First line: All night we practice being no one
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7/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.235 | "Girl in the Fifth Grade"
Typed draft.
First line: That bruise, your love, spreads
|
7/21/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.235 | "Still Days Night in July"
Typed draft.
First line: All night we practice being no one
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7/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.236 | "Still Days"
Typed draft.
First line: Moonlight never knows anguish; its care
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7/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.237 | "Still Days Night in July"
Typed draft.
First line: All night we practice being no one
|
7/5/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.238 | "Our Summer in Montana"
Typed draft.
First line: Days press heavily through the chokecherry
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7/19/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.239 | "Beginning"
Typed draft.
First line: Everyone lost that last borbardment
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7/16/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.239v | "Speech Instead of Ariels Song"
Typed draft.
First line: This whole storm fits a wind
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7/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.240 | "Speech Instead of Ariels Song"
Typed draft.
First line: No one, heard it move.
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7/9/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.241 | "One Sunday Osprey Dream"
Typed draft.
First line: One Sunday I wandered , prayed
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7/18/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.242 | "Sheep in a Ghost Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Sheep cry, then cry gray near from hills
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7/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.243 | "Death on Bastille Day, 1965"
Typed draft.
First line: We needed our man there - theirs
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7/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.244 | "That Summer in Montana"
Typed draft.
First line: If we built on the slope
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7/19/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.245 | "Near Flathead Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: This land gives you back to the Indians
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7/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.245 | "Long Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: I thought all questions wanted answers
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7/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.246 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those wide morning shafts of sunlight
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7/31/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.247 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scenes crushed our wonderSun Valley
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7/31/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.247 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How will you know what to do?
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8/2/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.248 | "Survival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evenings, we call quail
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7/29/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.249 | "To Virgil"
Typed draft.
First line: Eagles, the tan lions in the Colosseum
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6/29/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.250 | "To Virgil"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eagles, the tan lions in the Colosseum
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6/29/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.251 | "For the Library in Liberal,
Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Traced like the clouds, that faint
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only at a walk, and only
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9/15/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.253 | "My First .22"
Typed draft.
First line: Lost in the drifts of Christmas
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.254 | "Sentence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great men, headliners, movie stars
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9/15/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.255 | "Montana Eclogue 1 Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: After the fall drive, the last
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.256 | "Montana Eclogue 2 Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: Down where the air owns those ranches
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.257 | "Montana Eclogue 3 Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: Up there ready to be part of what comes, the high lakes
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.258 | "Sidelong at a Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Steel chain binds an arm
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.259 | "Sights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mute, maimed dogs in a slum in Mexico
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9/2/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There came one flake; it meant
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9/3/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.260 | "Sentence"
Typed draft.
First line: At airports where I wait
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9/15/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.261 | "Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After they passed I climbed
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10/1/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.262 | "Good Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe a lawyer, you come
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9/28/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.263 | "Long Cool Summers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look where summer was, long
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9/30/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.264 | "New Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Some strange flowers present when I worked
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.265 | "Bill Watsons Report on from
Canada"
Typed draft.
First line: Safe in their giant glass house
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10/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.266 | "Bill Watsons Report from Canada"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frogs hide in the mud under
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10/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.267 | "Flat Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aloof because the map is a floor
|
10/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.267 | "Summer Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We let the tide cream near. Why
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10/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.268 | "Adjustment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, suddenly we saw how easy
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10/15/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.269 | "Cooler Summers"
Typed draft.
First line: Look where summer was, long
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9/30/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.270 | "Story"
Typed draft.
First line: After they passed I climbed
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10/1/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.271 | "Queen"
Typed draft.
First line: With silk and salutes they savage
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.272 | "Brown Blanket"
Typed draft.
First line: At random, from somewhere forgotten
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.273 | "Brown Blanket"
Typed draft.
First line: At random, from somewhere forgotten
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.274 | "Bill Watsons Report from Canada"
Typed draft.
First line: Safe in their giant glass house
|
10/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.275 | "Adjustment"
Typed draft.
First line: Oh, suddenly we saw how easy
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10/15/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.276 | "Summer Song"
Typed draft.
First line: We let the tide cream near
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10/14/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.277 | "Flat Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Aloof because the map is a floor
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10/13/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.277 | "Bill Watsons Report from Canada"
Typed draft.
First line: Safe in their giant glass house
|
10/12/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.278 | "Good Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe a lawyer, you come to
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9/28/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.279 | "Good Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe a lawyer, you come to
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9/28/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.280 | "Country Epitaph"
Typed draft.
First line: Forgive me that mountains go
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.281 | "Country Epitaph"
Typed draft.
First line: Forgive me that mountains go
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.282 | "Two Tiger Poems from India "
Typed draft.
First line: In India bandits carry heavy tiger insurance
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.282 | "Vacation Trip"
Typed draft.
First line: The loudest sound in our car
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1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.283 | "To Publius Vergilius Maro"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone, made pale by the page he wrote
|
6/29/1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.284 | "Two Poems from India"
Typed draft.
First line: Bandits carry tiger insurance
|
1965 |
Box: 9 | 64.284 | "Vacation Trip"
Typed draft.
First line: The loudest sound in our car
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.1 | "This Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, at the beginning of cold
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8/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.2 | "This Book"
Typed draft.
First line: Late, at the beginning of cold
|
8/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.3 | "Fragments from an Unsatisfactory Report on My
Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many shadows mark the Coast road
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8/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.4 | "Survival"
Typed draft.
First line: Evenings, we call quail
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7/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.5 | "Fragments from an Unsatisfactory Report on My
Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We remember little and little we forgot
|
8/3/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.6 | "Toward the Great Society:
Pacifist:1"
Typed draft.
First line: I am a pacifist
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.7 | "Toward the Great Society:
Pacifist:2"
Typed draft.
First line: considerations about policies...
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.8 | "Gift of Fear"
Typed draft.
First line: They scare young deer, to form their characters
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8/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.9 | "Gift of Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They scare young deer, to form their characters
|
8/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.10 | "Gift of Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold may come down the mountain
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8/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.11 | "Fathers Things in the Attic"
Typed draft.
First line: The state forgot to forbid a few things we did
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.12 | "Fathers Things in the Attic"
Typed draft.
First line: The state forgot to forbid a few things we did
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.13 | "Last Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: What water does, it goes
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.13 | "August September"
Typed draft.
First line: A lake, a breath
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.14 | "Fragments from an Unsatisfactory Report on My
Vacation"
Typed draft.
First line: Shadows mark the Coast road
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8/3/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.15 | "Gift of Fear"
Typed draft.
First line: They scare young deer, to form their characters
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8/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.16 | "Any Time"
Typed draft.
First line: That vacation our children took our love apart
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7/31/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.17 | "Portrait of a Refugee Musician"
Typed draft.
First line: He blinked awake, a child, a shriek
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.18 | "Be Calm. God Has Offered Us Pretty
Names"
Typed draft.
First line: Let fawn autumn come
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.19 | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the fall drive, the last
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.20 | "Typhoid Mary"
Typed draft.
First line: Furious, you slung the silver in the sink
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9/6/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.21 | "Typhoid Mary"
Typed draft.
First line: Furious, you slung the silver in the sink
|
9/6/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.22 | "Typhoid Mary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Times, you slung the silver in the sink
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9/6/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.23 | "Scandal Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: At West Wind, the YWCS camp
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9/8/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.24 | "Scandal Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our water comes from a mile back
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9/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 65.25 | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: After the fall drive, the last
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.26 | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: Down where we are air owns these ranches
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.26v | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: You step back from the fire and let night
|
8/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.27 | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Typed draft.
First line: Up there ready to be part of what comes, the high lakes
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8/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little wanderings, open pools
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5/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.29 | "At the Grave of My Brother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mirror cared less and less but
|
5/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.30 | "Bess"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pain moved where she moved
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8/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.31 | "Bess"
Handwritten draft.
First line: to live. She straightened its flowers
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8/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.32 | "Bess"
Typed draft.
First line: These are the streets where Bess first met her
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8/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.33 | "Bess"
Typed draft.
First line: Ours are the streets where Bess first met her
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8/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As the big lake knew the storm
|
8/22/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.35 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the while...
|
9/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Level as water, easy as air
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9/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.37 | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down here air owns ranches
|
8/31/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.38 | "Montana Eclogue Logue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ready to be part of what comes, Olallie Lake
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8/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.39 | "Be Calm. God Has Offered Us Pretty
Names"
Typed draft.
First line: Let fawn autumn come
|
1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.40 | "Portrait of a Refugee Musician"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He blinked awake, a child, a shriek
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8/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.41 | "Fathers Things in the Attic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They forgot to forbid a few things we did
|
8/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.42 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lake and a breath
|
8/8/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.43 | "Last Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What water does, it goes
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8/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You bring the neutral mask. No, I say
|
8/6/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.45 | "Fathers Things in the Attic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You carry a little jacket, on the collar a fur
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8/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You still live along that river
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6/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the flicker tap for me
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6/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slake the morning star with light
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6/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.49 | "Tradition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God who taught the maple leaf
|
7/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up evasion canyon
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7/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a silent kind of bird coasts by
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7/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So gently are we starved
|
7/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: True, if you had come down
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7/3/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone among the guilty trees
|
7/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.53 | "Plea by way of the Ladies, from the
Poets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hauled the river here; now where
|
5/31/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.54 | "In the Old Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time in a sunset our window, maybe
|
6/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.55 | "untyped Grecian Urn poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe the worst trick of all: to change
|
6/21/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day surrounded, we
|
6/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That summer the world was trying to give us something
|
6/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day a judge will try, but never
|
6/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A vine or vein, the way for foreign
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6/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They look at each other, crouch
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6/22/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day no one came
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6/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First, a sound: nothing in the field
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6/19/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wounded that stagger help
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6/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.60 | "At Our House In the Old Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dark field that all the world means
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6/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something about late at night, the dark
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6/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of roads, no one: again
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6/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our ways are held apart, no intent
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5/19/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We looked the wilderness, ourselves
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5/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaf that fell on the cheek at night
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5/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are the Columbus our queen found
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5/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.64 | "Alarmists Realists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After they called and it was only a wolf
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5/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.65 | "Glimpses, Medallions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We wanted someone
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5/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.66 | "Glimpses, Medallions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The heart keeps count
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5/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.67 | "Toward the Great Society:
Pacifist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you think any reduction...
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4/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One found that hollow, and a hill
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4/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last, but related to the first
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3/18/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds that look like buds
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3/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.71 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Like the moon
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.72 | "Reading Buber Backwards"
Typed draft.
First line: Every rebuff given you might yawn
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That space river down into the notch
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4/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.74 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Los Alamos means the cottonwoods
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4/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.75 | "After the United Nations Day After
Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seriously, after talk, argument, the people
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5/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.76 | "At the Grave of My Brother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking home...
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4/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.76 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sound, you tendril that will
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4/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.77 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But we both can find other, turned
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4/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.77 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind will sing clean again
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4/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.78 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That country in the dream released
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4/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Singles first, then array
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4/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.79 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look now for slow things, before
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4/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sand appreciates wind, made
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1/3/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.80 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: the sudden, embarrassing presence of war
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1/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The vespa came up the hill, making
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12/16/1964 |
Box: 10 | 65.82 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ladle or handle, rest, a window
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5/14/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.83 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait for thirst. It proves
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5/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.83 | "Day After Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A condor needs a wind, we found
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5/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.84 | "With Some Artists at Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The proud are sustained by trust: we
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5/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.84 | "With Some Artists Reflections at Fort Rock
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You life. A few friends, a sky
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5/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.85 | "With Some Artists at Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our real mistakes we have not found
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5/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One more lost. In a sunlit valley one day
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5/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.86 | "With Some Artists at Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birches will believe anything
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4/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.86 | "At Black Butte With Some Artists at Fort
Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turn downhill, rain
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4/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.87 | "At Our House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home late, one lamp turned low
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4/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh in that year air was
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4/14/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wolf howls alone devastate the West
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4/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.89 | "Airport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the fountain you bow. That water
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4/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always being as far as a gull
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4/4/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unfair, the steady forgiveness for
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4/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.91 | "Observe Carefully That Wild Country
Nevada"
Typed draft.
First line: The various dust that fell along
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.92 | "San Miguel"
Typed draft.
First line: That ancient man on two sticks in the plaza
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3/14/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.93 | "Fort Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: At Fort Rock one bright spot
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4/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.93 | "Pascal"
Typed draft.
First line: You look into a shadow, all how
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.94 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In Mexico no one was sorry for us
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.95 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In Mexico no one was sorry for us
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.95 | "Pascal"
Typed draft.
First line: You look into a shadow, all how dark
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.96 | "Be Calm. God Has Offered Us Pretty
Names"
Typed draft.
First line: Let fawn autumn come
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.97 | "Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Fort Rock one bright spot
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4/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away off in our next home
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4/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where will that tame and loss
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3/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Mexico no one was sorry for us
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3/31/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.97 | "Pascal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look in to a shadow, all
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4/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you ran over the beach
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3/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the hesitate point we heard the falls
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3/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.99 | "Heros Father"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the hero, but the heros father
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3/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We cannot claim, any more
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3/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down where we breathe, oh this is
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3/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.100v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How can any rock be wrong?
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3/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be there, in winter; sing the cold
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3/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.101 | "Like You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the moon to wear a shadow
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3/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.102 | "Careful Observances in Wild Country
Nevada"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The various dust that fell along
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3/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.103 | "Reading Buber Backwards"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only half of what happens is people
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3/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.104 | "Be Calm. God Has Offered Us Pretty
Names"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let fawn autumn come
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3/19/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the air lets our land alone
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3/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To care enough to say, one
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3/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.106 | "5 pm Westbound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not able to see all at once, blind
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3/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spun easy, then hatted
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3/7/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are you looking for anyone? No
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3/8/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sound of the calendar running out
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3/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.109 | "Fellow Citizens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charged with things you did not do
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4/13/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.110 | "For an Esteemed Person"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the shoulder of anyone, you
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4/2/1964 |
Box: 10 | 65.111 | "The Book: A Whole Wheat
Valentine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: title
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2/19/1964 |
Box: 10 | 65.112 | "My Party the Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: My party the rain, neutral in politics
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.113 | "In Our Cold Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In cold country the smoke we talk
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12/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.114 | "Worship"
Typed draft.
First line: In high school shop the slow learners
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12/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.114 | "In Eastern Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Deserts hold ghost rivers
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12/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.114 | "In Our Cold Country"
Typed draft.
First line: We catch our breath, afraid of all
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12/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.115 | "Worship"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Space Wedges, the dry level a desert river makes
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12/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.115 | "Worship"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In high school shop the slow learners
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12/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.115 | "In Eastern Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deserts have ghost rivers
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12/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.116 | "My Party the Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: Loves upturned faces, laves everybody
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1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.117 | "One Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pascal glanced at infinity
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12/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.118 | "One Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They opened a million windows; Pascal
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12/18/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.119 | "Priest Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How rich we were, to know them, exiles
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12/21/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.120 | "Priest Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Easy they say the same birds
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12/21/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.121 | "Visit to Boston"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too many ways to say Truth compete
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3/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.122 | "Visit to Boston"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Possess more; it is everywhere. And
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3/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.123 | "Visit to Boston"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On your desk, businessman, today the
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3/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.124 | "For the Time Capsule"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That year the news was a storm. Wrecks
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3/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.125 | "Time Capsule"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One by one, how to retire
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3/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.126 | "Visit to Boston (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too many ways to say Truth compete
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3/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.127 | "Visit to Boston (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At large, among the bantam churches
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3/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.128 | "My Party the Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: Wind in high snow this year legislates
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11/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.129 | "My Party the Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: It licks every stone, likes the shape of your state
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11/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.130 | "My Party the Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: silver wet, it believes what it touches
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11/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.131 | "My Party the Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: My party, Governor, proposes your health
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11/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.132 | "Childish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain things I want which cannot be
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11/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.132 | "Sage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again hurt, again the world returns
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12/3/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.133 | "Instructing, Teaching, and Professing
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frequent confusion...
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11/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.134 | "My Party the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Less hopeful, my nose at the capitol
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11/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.135 | "My Party the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of Oregon thrown at the moon
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11/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close wisdom comforts in rooms where
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11/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Easily, now - we dont need the light
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11/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heard hoofs in snow like loaves of bread
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11/2/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close all the mushroom windows
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11/1/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I found the smoke stilled, the town
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11/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On these roads, even this late, even here, I run
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11/8/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We spoke, but nothing under our feet
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11/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.141 | "Vacation Trip"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never go back, and their children
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11/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.142 | "Two Poems from India"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The land with tigers: bandits carry heavy
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11/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the hills follow the wind
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11/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.144 | "In Fur"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They hurt no one. They rove the North
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11/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Broadway the pavement was wood
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11/7/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.146 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today we are experiencing...
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11/19/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.147 | "Headwaters of the Metolius"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open woods, and we came there
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10/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back at the beginning
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10/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.148 | "After Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After class, that knotted hurt the mind
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10/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.149 | "Country Epitaph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the man who plunged
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10/26/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.150 | "Faculty Bulletin Filler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The seminar in logic meets under a fan
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10/22/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too bad about this, but it will be
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10/26/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.151 | "Country Epitaph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forgive me that the mountains
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10/26/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Study these pictures: Hiroshima
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10/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.153 | "Cervantes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still, and all, railroads hunted
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10/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.153 | "Filler for the Faculty Bulletin
Filler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The seminar in logic meets under a fan
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10/22/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.154 | "Brown Blanket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brown Blanket became the farm. Times
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10/19/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some wedge I forgot to turn, that no one
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10/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.155 | "Brown Blanket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We ran home, cap turned
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10/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.155 | "Brown Blanket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brown blanket - somewhere in my secret
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10/19/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.156 | "Bill Watsons Report from Canada"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The geese come by. They strain
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10/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.156 | "Character Sketch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slur met on the street, pavement
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10/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waken a time and only open
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10/8/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.157 | "Bill Watsons Report from Canada"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So big they say Whom
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10/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wrap you in the old coat, hold you
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10/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When that street rolled up, that wind
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10/7/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.159 | "New Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh friend, no one but Whim ever followed
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10/5/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.160 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people say...
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10/1/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This will be when harvest browns
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9/24/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the river said When
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9/26/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.163 | "Queen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With silk and salutes they savage
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9/22/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.164 | "Queen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you get only what you demand? Ought you
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9/22/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carry all they said, page by page
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9/17/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.166 | "Seeing an Old Friend at a Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the Earth detoured I thought it
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9/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.167 | "Sidelong at a Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steel chain binds an arm
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9/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.167 | "My First .22"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost in the drifts of Christmas
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9/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By 1940 it was all dune, here
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9/13/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.169 | "For the Library at Liberal,
Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traced even now like the clouds, that faint little
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9/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With some hope you may venture
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9/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You read hills that hint a truth
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9/6/1965 |
Box: 10 | 65.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the herd one animal turns - a branch
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9/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: his suit is. The road he intends
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9/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.1 | "Farewell, Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The loose door on the south
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9/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.2 | "Notes from Central Oregon Farewell,
Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trackers from the University found
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9/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.3 | "Farm Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The house breathes midday
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9/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We oped, went on for so many stalls
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9/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.4 | "Seeing the Students Off for
Japan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They leave Oregon in the evening on the bus
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9/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.5 | "Beatitude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No day comes when the forest holds
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9/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.6 | "Beaver Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not all the lakes have names
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9/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We started through a river
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9/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only time I reached that place, it began
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9/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.8v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I believe our countrys life has curried
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9/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we slept, what animals came by?
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10/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On holy days in the clean church
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10/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would not think such fog
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10/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.12 | "My Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost for many days, a gray ship
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10/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Besides the cold, out there, another
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10/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Several ghosts have been taken away
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10/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once all day I did not talk
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10/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night the clock had wakened
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10/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever we went the program met us
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10/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The library always my friend, certain
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10/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.16 | "Message from the Wanderer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In light, on the open hill
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10/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.17 | "Message from the Wanderer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still, I dislike the neglect, the
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10/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.18 | "Stranger Not Ourselves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After that look, a million pictures
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12/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turns, appear at the doors, berries
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10/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Throw a net back over the little
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10/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knit at a corner: person, person
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10/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.21 | "Poets at Houston"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Introduce poets...
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10/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a kind of light that waited
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10/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.22 | "In an Old High School Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light inside that camera accepted
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10/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.23 | "Agents"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last how many were there clung to
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11/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A governor found he had no choice
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11/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.24 | "At the Advanced Placement
Institute"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We teach ourselves how to teach others
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11/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.25 | "Halloween"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a tall figure in a mask
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11/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.26 | "Halloween"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at the color woe meant. They carried
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11/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.26 | "Halloween"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a tall figure in a mask, and it
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11/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.27 | "Snapshots"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone so free that history lost
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11/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.27 | "Two Generations - Legend from
Japan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A boy cherished by his parents
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11/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.28 | "Confession of a Reader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are countries now I locate by the taste of coffee
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11/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.29 | "Confession of a Reader "
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of those countries I locate
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11/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.29 | "Lost Child Confession of a Reader
Snapshots"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were somewhere in the sandhills
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11/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.30 | "While the Clock Ticks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That old shuffle; I put it onto
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11/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.30 | "At the Advanced Placement Conference
Institute"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We teach ourselves how to teach others; we
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11/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found a bird come in from
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11/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you become only your own
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11/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now and every summer, slowed by
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11/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.34 | "To the Artists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now we are discovered, we exist
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11/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the dawn breath a slow breath
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11/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You get on a wide street where traffic
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11/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.35 | "For Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another tunnel under the tunnel where
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11/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.36 | "Message from the Wanderer (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Today outside your prison I stand
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11/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.37 | "Message from the Wanderer (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell everyone just to remember his name
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.38 | "For Someone Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like that horse, the breath whistled
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11/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.39 | "Farewell Message from a the
Wanderer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today outside a prison I stand
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11/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive known disappointment I was afraid of
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12/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Begin here, at any stone or hill
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12/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Linger. But know where the road
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12/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm that came before the wind
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12/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Closely around the faint window
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12/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen - I think of candlelight, inside
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12/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hill, then hill, behind each other
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12/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.46 | "In Autumn Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put our list above - the list
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9/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.46 | "In Autumn Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They cant stop what they think of
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9/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After all the time, turning my poems
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12/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.47 | "(prose) Teaching & Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain place...
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12/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.48 | "Thunder Clouds"
Typed draft.
First line: One by one people abandon caution
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12/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.49 | "Robins in Winter at Christmas"
Typed draft.
First line: Theyre an oldfashioned bird. Some days
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.49 | "Orientation"
Typed draft.
First line: Now, and all day and all night
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.50 | "Ruby Nina Stafford Home
Economics"
Typed draft.
First line: What came our mother took, like rain
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.50 | "Drainpipe Song"
Typed draft.
First line: Tattle in the water wheel
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.50 | "Epitaph: Guard Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: Any mouth without The Word, I tore
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12/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.51 | "To the John Simon Guggenheim Foundation:
Witness for a Friend / Guggenheim Writer"
Typed draft.
First line: Once I tamed a badger by writing it letters
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12/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.51 | "Her Wide Gaze"
Typed draft.
First line: The lake and sky of my gaze
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.52 | "Juncos"
Typed draft.
First line: They operate from elsewhere
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.52 | "Gulls My Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: At any moment it may be necessary
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.53 | "Stranger Not Ourselves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We pass a stranger. He glances up
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12/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our town has no name. Call it
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12/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.54 | "Willows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every one
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12/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You owe at least a temporary, presumed allegiance
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.56 | "Robins in Winter at Christmas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its an oldfashioned bird
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.56 | "Juncos"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They operate from elsewhere, quick visit
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.56 | "Orientation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, and all day and all night
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.57 | "My Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is no way except outward
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.58 | "Thunder Clouds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One by one the people the world has failed
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12/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.59 | "Willows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How a tree learned to be slow
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12/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pills and words. Prescription only
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12/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One long haul and the highway
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12/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.61 | "To the John Simon Guggenheim Foundation:
Witness for a Friend / Guggenheim Writer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What does it mean, to live
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12/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.62 | "Thunder Clouds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds return regrets; to Franklin
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12/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once animals began, so many fingers
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12/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.63 | "Her Gaze"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lake and sky of your eyes
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12/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.63 | "Home Economics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What came, our mother saw, like rain
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12/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All my worth became their option
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12/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.64 | "Drainpipe Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocking, rocking on the stove
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12/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.65 | "Snapshots"
Typed draft.
First line: In Mexico I saw an Indian child
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11/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When banners come, dogs run to hide
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12/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.67 | "Guard Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was the ones that looked like people
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12/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.68 | "Our First Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here and there, where the light
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12/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.69 | "De Rerum Natura"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here among the atoms, you are
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12/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.70 | "Plan of Pounds the Cantos"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He heard the hummingbird
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12/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wool in the wind Oregon sky
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11/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.72 | "Long Descent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Combed past the wings, night was telling
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11/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.73 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Listen. Think of candlelight inside
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.73 | "Willows"
Typed draft.
First line: Every tree
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.74 | "Willows"
Typed draft.
First line: Every tree
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.75 | "Willows"
Typed draft.
First line: Every tree
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.76 | "Willows"
Typed draft.
First line: Every tree
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain in that southern country where
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12/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.78 | "To the Children at the Family
Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Children, events will cross your face
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12/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.79 | "To My the Children at the Family
Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across Grandmother Ingersolls face
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12/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.80 | "To the Children at the Family
Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as leaves are, a little weight
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12/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.81 | "To My the Children at the Family
Album"
Typed draft.
First line: Across Grandmother Ingersolls face
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12/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went out where the trees
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8/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aside, almost deliberately an insult
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8/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.83 | "So Long At the Level of Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At least at night, a streetlight
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10/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.83 | "Neo-Absolutist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three brothers, Yes, No, and Maybe
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10/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the Coast Range designed our year
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9/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most off on the shoulder, our populace
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9/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tried every prairie. Deer came
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9/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the forty steps
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9/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.88 | "Hearing the Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We ought to be reminded
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8/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.89 | "In the Airport at Denver"
Typed draft.
First line: To disappear, carry skis
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3/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.90 | "In the Airport at Denver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To disappear, carry skis into the airport at Denver
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3/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a tree shook, a big animal above
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5/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.91 | "Fictions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only words dogs have are four-letter words
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5/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.92 | "Fictions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They make a song for their dogs, up North
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5/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.93 | "Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geronimo thought rocks were the truth, water less
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5/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.94 | "Uncle Misanthrope"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To win I must want something
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9/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If one could have any of these atoms
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9/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every nnight a little more, the fall
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9/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today in the peeled now history
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9/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of what happened were songs
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9/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The message the celestial visitors left
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9/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.99 | "Who You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You close it. Forget. You ride
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9/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You approach by chance, and
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8/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when we open a valley
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8/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond any center but close to
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8/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The desert requires many quiet
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8/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of light that comes out of the ground
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8/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.104 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On time we fled
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7/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the gray implies came by
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8/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gull favors the wind, in a gust
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8/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along a valley where you can walk
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7/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.108 | "Letter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To find out what we must forgive we must listen
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7/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside our door I stand and
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7/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night has a share we neglect. I get up
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7/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the light you see, but in the dark
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7/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today light came where you are
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8/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A curve the ocean made may
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7/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other roads, not the ones we found
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8/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came down here on wings, a fish etherial
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8/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.115 | "(prose, file card)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The night is not dark enough...
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life is so long - not too long
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1/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As the moon was climbing home
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7/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.118 | "Folk Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First no sound, then you hear it
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7/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.118 | "At a Historical Marker in
California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best grass lives
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7/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At some dawn the first morning
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7/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now more deep any time, can
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7/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night something discovered the sea, breathed
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7/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faster than you live, your story
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6/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They could at any time, you know
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6/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.122 | "cf. 12/18/65 for Pascal fell through a
million widows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seasons mark the brain: a shaft
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7/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.123 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We thought leaves waited, without
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7/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.124 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sky, window, some day reflect
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7/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.125 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often we met; great storms
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7/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.126 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fields to a river say wheat wheat
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dance of the heat on the rock
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8/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A miller moth with flour on his wings
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8/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.128 | "Inland People"
Typed draft.
First line: Till we brought our map
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Box: 10 | 66.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whose hand will come? It will
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7/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The club raised may stop, may
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7/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sea water likes the bones or shells of things
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7/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its cold, you find winter, four
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7/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.132 | "Landing on the New Star"
Typed draft.
First line: No jungle closed so fast as that earth
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cannot hear the century
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6/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bush like a cat in the rain
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7/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half my time, what asserts
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6/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We climb, but find there
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6/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we followed, the river led
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6/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was between two words we fell
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6/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.138 | "Antelope, Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Antelope, I asked
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6/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mao, of the third army
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6/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.139 | "Inland People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shoots from that old stump
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6/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.140 | "Inland People / For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we left they said the river
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6/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How slow the tide was, found
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6/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many worlds, we have one. While you
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6/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.142 | "Fathers Voice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No need to get home early
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6/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.143 | "Landing on the New Star"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No jungle closed so fast as that earth
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6/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.144 | "Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And they get there. Long ago their
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6/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.145 | "Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide, no limit, the whole
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6/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little places when the traffic stopped
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6/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.147 | "Seasons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You whirl again, find an arrow
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6/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.147 | "On Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Wyoming, tho it is high
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6/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one will come near
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5/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.148 | "On the Haiku"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Haiku go like this
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5/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.148 | "Dear Reader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There should be a wall so strong
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5/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It began. No one knows where or what
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6/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I started again, came first
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6/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For June, and all, the family, remembered
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6/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.150 | "Memorial Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Swept by catspaws of remembrance
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6/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One might stop to see an end, near
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5/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Large packages I have tied to send
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5/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.152 | "Two Sermons from a Low Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How will you cross to colors
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5/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.153 | "La Grande graduation speech (1) "
Handwritten draft.
First line: They, their cold, patient, pony-footed selves
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5/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.154 | "La Grande graduation speech (2) "
Handwritten draft.
First line: around them...
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5/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.155 | "La Grande graduation speech (3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part two...
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5/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.156 | "Oracle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Question: Where is Doris?
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.156 | "Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No tree has chosen where to grow
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5/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.157 | "Society Column"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...woman leaned her head on my
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.157 | "Questions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there no way to tell how far
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.157 | "Yaquis by the Highway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not begging
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.158 | "Questions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there no way to tell
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5/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.158 | "Society Column"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few who have enemies - how strange it is
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen from what I know
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5/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.160 | "Clear Day Send-Off to Ralph
Salisbury"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun gored the morning side
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5/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The back yard, uninhabited as any island
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5/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.162 | "Send-Off for Ralph Salisbury"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between California and all that
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5/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They sing it low, but they sing it
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5/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I held the floor down with my forehead
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4/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.164 | "5 A.M. in Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day says Again. A lost bird
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4/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If leaves can save the woods
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4/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.165 | "To One Who Says I Told You So"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When some day the world takes off; someone
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4/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.166 | "Distanced Research"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside that blast where the deaf live
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5/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sky has everything, starting with
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5/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.168 | "(list of titles)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: New Assignment
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They pass and pass, too high for vapor
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4/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a thin web in that room
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4/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So soft the sky when winter
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5/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.171 | "Lost From a Contemporary
Theologian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our home rocket some part
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5/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who here climb? Ski, yes. But
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4/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold light that knows but
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5/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Justice lives in the old sawmill
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4/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.174 | "Management"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could we comb the news
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4/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.175 | "For Emily Dickinson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those winters between us deepen
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4/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds that dont sing
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4/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We bundle it all forward, more and more
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4/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trace every petal, clump, thicket: what
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4/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.177 | "Viewers Guide Evening News"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That one great window puts forth
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4/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When streets are wide, late, or early
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4/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun lore will touch every leaf, the forest
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4/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You pouring the drinks, be suddenly
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4/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wheat in winter, ready, held relative
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4/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place, any cross street, an opening
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4/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.182 | "From a Basement Workshop"
Typed draft.
First line: Flip the switch off. The slow bulb glows
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2/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half in the dream - such a confident thought
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3/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One by one pick up our help: a friend
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4/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.184 | "Exercising the Franchise"
Typed draft.
First line: To make society, you take a stand
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part wolf, part saint, through the mountains
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3/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lurk river, bend after bend
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3/29/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to hear them say
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3/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.188 | "Motion on the Ocean Floor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fish when they travel always decide
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3/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We began to find butterfly wings
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3/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.189 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the eye office I
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.189 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Tea cools, I summer
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One flake, it is winter. I hear
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3/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the eye office I could
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3/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night the lightning raided
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3/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever curves above our town
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3/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One place followed us. Oh
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3/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People call. One sings. They go
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3/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tea cools. I summer
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3/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it was wide
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3/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.195 | "Indian Caves in the Dry Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are canyons God may use
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3/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.196 | "God Is Dead In a Country
Cemetery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When wide curves found the woods
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2/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All who came here, we forgot
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2/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cloud people come whispery whispery
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2/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter tells the best stories, even to beautiful faces
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2/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.198 | "These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hurt people crawl as if they
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3/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.198 | "In a Helicopter Realizing Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water there in the rock roars
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3/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All I m sure of, a sound
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3/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.200 | "Glass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The perfect window is nothing. You
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3/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.200 | "In the Postoffice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wanted: Al Halstead, alias Hal Alstead
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3/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.201 | "Newtons Law"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any body in a state of love or hate
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3/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rich as a stove, when we camped
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2/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.203 | "Great Men by the Sea"
Typed draft.
First line: The ocean, that it moves
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.204 | "Sometimes in Strange Cities"
Typed draft.
First line: Disregarded by all - for he has no
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.205 | "Three Years Old That Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line:
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2/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.206 | "Prologue for a Tragedy a Class Production of
Hamlet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the queen, who will die
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2/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Less than a mile away at the last
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2/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.208 | "Prologue for a Tragedy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wicked king, who always wanted
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2/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.209 | "In Fog"
Typed draft.
First line: In fog a tree steps back
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2/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.209 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the contest in our yard
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.210 | "Our Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: Ironing, she stayed true
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2/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.210 | "In Fog"
Typed draft.
First line: In fog a tree steps back
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2/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.211 | "In Fog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In fog a tree steps back
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2/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the contest in our yard
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2/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.213 | "Our Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowed, where we used to live, the wind
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2/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleep, you valley where the moon
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2/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.215 | "Conduct at the Auto Show"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An engine found its time
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2/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.216 | "Religion Back Home in Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: When Gods parachute failed
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.217 | "Religion Back Home in Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Gods parachute failed
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8/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.218 | "On the Excursion Boat (#1 of Two for a Girl
Named Cozy) Farewell, Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Hearing our old music when I dropped a bottle
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.218 | "Santa Fe Lake (#2 of Two for a Girl Named
Cozy) Farewell, Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: And level day swept that prairie lake
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.219 | "Patient I The Old Mountaineer Starts the
Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Patient, I wait by the kitchen table
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8/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.220 | "Lake Grove Presbyterian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They painted the church, and I
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9/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.221 | "Santa Fe Lake Farewell, Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: By dawn we heard through its thin boards
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.221 | "On the Excursion Boat Farewell,
Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Hearing our old music when I dropped a bottle
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.222 | "The Old Mountaineer Starts the
Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Patient, I wait by the kitchen table
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.223 | "Lake Grove Presbyterian"
Typed draft.
First line: They painted the church, and I
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.224 | "For a Stone at Balmers Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: At birth a coyote pup begins to shift
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.225 | "Marks for a Stone at Balmers
Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: At birth a coyote pup begins to
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.226 | "For a Stone at Balmers Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But some reserve one place for hope
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9/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always there on that certain farm
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9/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.227 | "Berthas Guitar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When cuando the dove la paloma
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9/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.228 | "Mark for a Stone at Balmers
Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At birth a coyote pup will begin to
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9/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.229 | "For a Stone at Balmers Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe the vigorous buck that bounds
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9/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.230 | "For a Stone at Balmers Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: From the first a coyote pup will begin to shift
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It stayed; all the state for deep
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10/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.232 | "Where the Words Come From"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stilt hunters and beaters (prose)
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.233 | "October Space Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As usual the highest birds first
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10/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.234 | "Beyond the Casement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside what happens, there are
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10/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the letter (Sincerely yours) I held
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10/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.235 | "How to Call the Universe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Telephone and light, once on a journey
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10/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any leap a loss: one holds to last
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10/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Several times, usually in the morning
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10/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.237 | "What I Heard Whispered at the Edge of
Liberal, Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air waits for us
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10/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hungry but not knowing what
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10/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone has remembered, the way
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10/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.240 | "For Strider"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A ship named Strider was lost
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10/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.240 | "For Strider"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strider the ship; vikings brought it
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10/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.241 | "At the Level of Love"
Typed draft.
First line: At least at night, a streetlight
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10/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.241 | "Neo-Absolutist"
Typed draft.
First line: Three brothers, Yes, No, and Maybe
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10/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.242 | "For Strider"
Typed draft.
First line: Strider, the ship; Vikings brought her
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10/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.243 | "Beyond the Casement"
Typed draft.
First line: Besides what happens, there are
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10/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.244 | "October Space Country"
Typed draft.
First line: As usual the highest birds first
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10/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.245 | "How to Call the Universe"
Typed draft.
First line: Telephone and Light, once on a journey
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10/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.246 | "In an Old High School Album"
Typed draft.
First line: The light inside that camera accepted
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10/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.246 | "What I Heard Whispered at the Edge of
Liberal, Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Air waits for us
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10/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.247 | "For a Friend I Never Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The expression on those little dogs
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9/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.247 | "For a Friend I Never Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some pictures develop in absolute silence
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9/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.248 | "To a Writer For a Friend I Never
Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clock in the river that will not drown
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9/28/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.249 | "Lost Child"
Typed draft.
First line: We wandered in the sandhills, one of those
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11/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.250 | "Letter to For a Friend I Never
Found"
Typed draft.
First line: This picture develops in absolute silence
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9/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.251 | "For a Friend I Never Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day the sky will pay for everything
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11/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.251 | "Local News Item"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No heart hurt but all regarded
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11/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.252 | "Local News Item"
Typed draft.
First line: No heart hurt but all regarded
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11/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.253 | "Halloween"
Typed draft.
First line: It was a tall figure in a mask
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11/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.253 | "Two Generations "
Typed draft.
First line: A boy cherished by his parents
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11/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.254 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Invent a new way to taste the world
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1/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.255 | "Orientations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one much there, but the birds
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1/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.255 | "Orientations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought is an instinct that wavers for policy
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1/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.256 | "Walking with the Blind Girl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We enter a hall in the music building
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1/26/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some roads allow the wheel to dream
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1/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You begin to believe what you are
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1/21/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but the willow sorry
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1/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before dawn a dog barks; day
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1/19/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At every house, light on in the yard
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1/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.261 | "Allegiances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was time for heroes to go home
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1/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If no bird, a door that squeaks
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1/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.263 | "From Our Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: More kinds of storm sweep these bowed
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1/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone went along, hopeful, not for
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1/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They saw Rome. I saw
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12/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tendency to fade. Side of the road
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12/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little breath, in this room only the candles care
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12/29/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who calls? No one in this wind
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12/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hand wind offered no one took
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12/27/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The nation of the breath in Mexico
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12/28/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let wind be the way you think
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12/27/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.270 | "Scotts Novels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a person or a tapestry
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12/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They intended every tree in the forest
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12/25/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.271 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suicides know it: - input equals
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12/14/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.272 | "What We, Maybe, We Saw"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid, but afraid to
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12/20/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.273 | "cf. 7/8/66 for Pascal fell through a million
windows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the same, I indulge me more but
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12/18/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out far, after the best we could do
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12/15/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people think a flag or line
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12/16/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the road the trees that want
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12/14/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one is left. Travelers only pass
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12/12/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That place was elected
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12/11/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Midnight goes over in all mchines
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12/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one ever loped this far before
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12/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the trees blar, winters
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12/10/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rainbow, they told me what
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12/7/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.280 | "Quick Encounter What We, Maybe,
Saw"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid, but afraid to be afraid
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12/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Millions of little selves on the grey
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12/3/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please, nobody say anything, nor look up
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12/7/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.282 | "From the Writing Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They scattered like a dropped
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5/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.283 | "From the That Writing Workshop"
Typed draft.
First line: We scatter like a dropped
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.284 | "Send-Off to Ralph Salisbury"
Typed draft.
First line: Ralph, Ill stay down here where
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.285 | "Send-Off to Ralph Salisbury"
Typed draft.
First line: Ralph, I send this to you, sharer
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.286 | "Send-Off to Ralph Salisbury"
Handwritten draft.
First line: South of Ashland you will have
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5/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.287 | "Memorial Day, 1966 (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: A blind fish loved that lake
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.288 | "Memorial Day, 1966 (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: and the willows cringe more
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.289 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That flat lake, those drowned willows
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6/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.289 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Road from the canyon said Where?
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6/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.290 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the lake. No, the caretaker
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5/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.290 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I could not pay, had no
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6/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.291 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our coming surprised a cottonwood
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5/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.292 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walls of green, enthusiastic trees
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5/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.292 | "Memorial Day, 1966"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our car filled with moss, drowned
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5/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.293 | "Last Day"
Typed draft.
First line: To Geronimo rocks were the truth
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5/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.293 | "Fictions"
Typed draft.
First line: They make a song for their dogs, up North
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5/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.294 | "Society Column"
Typed draft.
First line: At this party I picked the wrong
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.295 | "Dear Reader"
Typed draft.
First line: There should be a wall so strong
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5/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.296 | "Spring Seasons"
Typed draft.
First line: You whirl again, find an arrow
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6/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.297 | "On Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: In Wyoming, high, often cold or
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6/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.298 | "On the Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: Haiku go this
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5/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.298 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It began. No one knows where or what
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6/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.298 | "Yaquis by the Highway"
Typed draft.
First line: Not begging
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5/20/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.298 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The world, it will step back from me
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1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.299 | "Texas"
Typed draft.
First line: Wide, no limit, the whole
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6/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.300 | "Texas"
Typed draft.
First line: And they get there. Long ago
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6/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.301 | "Fathers Voice"
Typed draft.
First line: No need to get home early
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6/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.302 | "Inland People"
Typed draft.
First line: They did not know who they were
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6/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.303 | "Inland People"
Typed draft.
First line: They did not know who they were
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6/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.304 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Typed draft.
First line: His hut was wilderness - time
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7/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.305 | "For a Colleague Who Took His
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where his hut was, wilderness, time
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.306 | "Something Out of the Ground Things That
Happen"
Typed draft.
First line: Ever before great events a person will try
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7/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.307 | "Things That Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ever before great events a person will try
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7/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.308 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(IV)"
Typed draft.
First line: I knew that man. Often we met. Great storms
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.309 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(III)"
Typed draft.
First line: He wrote in his journal
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.310 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(II)"
Typed draft.
First line: That news peeled off the yellow car
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.311 | "Elegy For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(I)"
Typed draft.
First line: His hut at the last was the wilderness, where time
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.312 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(V)"
Typed draft.
First line: Window, sky, some day reflect Earth
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.313 | "Letter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear Governor
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7/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.314 | "Elegy For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(I)"
Typed draft.
First line: After his deed, under the rain
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.315 | "Elegy For a Colleague Who Took His Life (II
& III)"
Typed draft.
First line: The world became a poorer place
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.316 | "Elegy For a Colleague Who Took His Life (I
& II)"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the rain his neighborhood
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.317 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life (II,
III)"
Typed draft.
First line: What if my enemies lose?
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.318 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life (I,
V)"
Typed draft.
First line: News of his death peeled off the yellow cr
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.319 | "Elegy For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(IV)"
Typed draft.
First line: News of his death peeled off the yellow car
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7/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every car fastened to a shadow
|
4/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.321 | "Dear Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The jail they held me in was bad
|
4/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.322 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things not written now...
|
4/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.323 | "From a Basement Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In want, even the lavish cottonwoods
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2/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.324 | "(prose) Fallacy of Retrospective
Certainty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People can select in the past...
|
3/22/1968 |
Box: 10 | 66.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Mexico the nation of the breath
|
1/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.326 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the storm on the Coast, all
|
2/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came luxuriantly through the red
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2/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.328 | "Reductions Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Kansas no one pursued the scaredest
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2/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.329 | "At the End of the Work Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slow half glows. Light ages down. I see it
|
2/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Valley the lightning flooded, where
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1/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was beside your head I saw
|
1/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.332 | "From the Writing Workshop"
Typed draft.
First line: We all scattered like a dropped
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5/1/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.333 | "Folk Song"
Typed draft.
First line: First no sound, then you hear it
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7/18/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.334 | "Things that Happen"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes before great events a person will try
|
7/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.335 | "Letter"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Governor
|
7/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.336 | "Dear Governor"
Typed draft.
First line: So please, this time, keep on being the way you are
|
7/30/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.337 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(i)"
Typed draft.
First line: News of his death peeled off the yellow car
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7/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.338 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life (ii)
"
Typed draft.
First line: that look remained, a plunge, a vision
|
7/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.339 | "For a Colleague Who Took His Life
(iii)"
Typed draft.
First line: and thought people slighted him - imagine
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7/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.340 | "Letter from Dave ------ at Reed College
Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear Bill
|
4/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.341 | "Brother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its cold where Bob is
|
2/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.342 | "Great Men by the Sea Shore "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ocean, that it moves
|
2/11/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.343 | "Your Portrait From a Historian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come near. Here is a picture
|
2/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.344 | "Junior High"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lock, that sound, would end the day
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2/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.345 | "Junior High"
Typed draft.
First line: Lock - the sound - would end the day
|
2/9/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.345 | "Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Its cold where Bob is
|
2/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.346 | "Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Its cold where Bob is
|
2/5/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.347 | "Portrait From a Historian"
Typed draft.
First line: Come near. Here is a picture
|
2/12/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.348 | "Our Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: Slowed where we used to live, the wind
|
2/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.349 | "From a In the Basement Workshop"
Typed draft.
First line: Start, memory; return the cottonwoods their
|
2/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.350 | "Monuments for a Friendly Girl at a Tenth
Grade Party "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only relics relics left are those long
|
2/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.351 | "Monuments for a Friendly Girl at a Tenth
Grade Party "
Typed draft.
First line: The only relics left are those long
|
2/16/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.352 | "Plaque for a Minor College
Building"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The building you are in honors
|
1/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.353 | "At the Auto Show"
Typed draft.
First line: An engine found its time
|
2/4/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.353 | "Orientations"
Typed draft.
First line: Thought is an instinct that wavers for policy
|
1/31/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.354 | "Garden City"
Typed draft.
First line: The town those days could compose
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1/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.355 | "Garden City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that town those days would compose
|
1/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.356 | "Sometimes in Strange Cities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Disregarded by all - for he has no
|
12/30/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.357 | "Reductions Back Home"
Typed draft.
First line: In Kansas no one pursued the scaredest
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2/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.358 | "That Weather"
Typed draft.
First line: Our Bret was a child when the good
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2/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.359 | "Many Schools Ago Gesture Toward an Unfound
Renaissance"
Typed draft.
First line: There was the slow girl in art class
|
1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.360 | "Garden City"
Typed draft.
First line: That town those days composed
|
1/24/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.361 | "These Days"
Typed draft.
First line: Hurt people crawl as if they
|
3/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.362 | "These Days"
Typed draft.
First line: Hurt people crawl as if they
|
3/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.363 | "In Mexico Below the Border"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man who studied shadows on the plaza
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3/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.364 | "Glass"
Typed draft.
First line: The perfect window is nothing
|
3/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.364 | "In the Postoffice"
Typed draft.
First line: Wanted: Al Halstead, alias Hal Alstead
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3/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.365 | "In Mexico Below the Border"
Typed draft.
First line: The man who studied shadows on the plaza
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3/14/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.366 | "Against the Actual"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Besides weather and events, time itself
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3/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.367 | "Exercising the Bigger Franchises"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To make society, you take a stand
|
3/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.368 | "Casual Round-Up Sonnet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, in the east-west canyons of our
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3/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.368 | "Free Citizens, Read This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain unauthorized officials claim
|
3/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.369 | "Exercising the Franchise"
Typed draft.
First line: To make society, you take a stand
|
3/22/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.370 | "Casual Round-Up Sonnet"
Typed draft.
First line: Late, in the east-west canyons
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3/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.370 | "Read This"
Typed draft.
First line: Certain unauthorized oficials claim
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3/23/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.371 | "Against the Actual"
Typed draft.
First line: Besides weather and events, time itself
|
3/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.371 | "How Do I Love Thee?"
Typed draft.
First line: Mine is the world whose weather
|
3/15/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.372 | "In a Country Cemetery"
Typed draft.
First line: Their last blanket, the wind, has
|
1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.373 | "Deerslayers Campfire Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At thousands of places on any
|
4/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.374 | "Deerslayers Campfire Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: At thousands of places on any
|
4/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.375 | "Deerslayers Campfire Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: At thousands of places on any
|
4/2/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.376 | "Last Day"
Typed draft.
First line: To Geronimo rocks were the truth
|
5/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.377 | "Last Day"
Typed draft.
First line: To Geronimo rocks were the truth
|
5/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.378 | "You, Walter Cronkite Evening
News"
Typed draft.
First line: That one great window puts forth
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4/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.379 | "Fictions"
Typed draft.
First line: They make a song for their dogs, up North
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5/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.380 | "Lost From a Contemporary
Theologian"
Typed draft.
First line: In our home rocket, one part
|
5/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.381 | "Fit to Live Management"
Typed draft.
First line: Could we comb the news
|
4/27/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.382 | "Sally, For Emily Dickinson"
Typed draft.
First line: These winters between us deepen
|
4/25/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.383 | "Last Day"
Typed draft.
First line: To Geronimo, rocks were the truth
|
5/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.384 | "You, Walter Cronkite Evening
News"
Typed draft.
First line: That one great window puts forth
|
4/17/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.385 | "5 A.M. in Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Day says, Again. A lost bird
|
4/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.386 | "To One Who Says, I Told You So"
Typed draft.
First line: When time like a tornado strikes
|
4.12.1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.387 | "Distanced Research"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside that blast where the deaf live
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5/8/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.388 | "Last Visit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing left for you, winter
|
1/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.388 | "Sioux Haiku"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the relief map
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1/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.389 | "That Last Visit"
Typed draft.
First line: Nothing left for you, winter
|
1/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.389 | "Sioux Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: On the relief map
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1/7/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.390 | "What We, Maybe, Saw"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid, but
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12/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.391 | "What We, Maybe, Saw"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid, but
|
12/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.391v | "What We, Maybe, Saw"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid, but
|
12/9/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.392 | "Strange Man Deaf Gardener"
Typed draft.
First line: While he existed he was absent
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12/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.393 | "Strange Little Man Deaf Gardener"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While he existed he was absent
|
12/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.394 | "Summer Chores"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close, where cottonwood trunks remind
|
1/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.395 | "Summer Chores Tasks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pour the wren song down through
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1/6/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.396 | "So Long"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We could not save you, so deep
|
1/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.397 | "Conversion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere like Welcome we hunted
|
1/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.398 | "Wind Scotts Novels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lest the heart refuse our time, sometimes
|
12/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.399 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They thought the horse that balanced
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1/13/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.400 | "Wind Scotts Novels"
Typed draft.
First line: Lest the heart refuse our time, sometimes
|
12/23/1965 |
Box: 10 | 66.401 | "So Long"
Typed draft.
First line: No one can save you now, so deep
|
1/3/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.402 | "Conversion"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere like Welcome we hunted
|
1/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.397 | "Phrases"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as molasses, my mother called spring
|
1/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.402 | "Phrases"
Typed draft.
First line: Slow as molasses, my mother called spring
|
1/10/1966 |
Box: 10 | 66.403 | "Allegiances"
Typed draft.
First line: It is time for all the heroes to go home
|
1/18/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.1 | "Speaking Trance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where fish forget their fins we swim
|
5/16/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: About a tree, Barbara said. Write
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5/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.2 | "Speaking Trance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we found, no one will believe
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5/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.3 | "Former Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down and back it follows
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5/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.3 | "Former Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Permitted to trespass
|
5/16/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.4 | "Viewing At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: A tracker from Neptune came up
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.5 | "Viewing the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tracker from Neptune came up the sand, over the dunes
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.6 | "Letter from New Yorker"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Mr. Stafford:
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4/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.7 | "Maybe Alone on My Bike"
Typed draft.
First line: I listen, and the mountain lakes
|
12/1/1963 |
Box: 11 | 67.8 | "Maybe Alone on My Bike"
Typed draft.
First line: I listen, and the mountain lakes
|
12/1/1963 |
Box: 11 | 67.9 | "At the End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tried all points at six oclock
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5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.10 | "Vision Earth Dweller"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was all the clods at once become
|
5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.11 | "At the End"
Typed draft.
First line: They tried all points at six oclock
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5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.12 | "Word Game Returning"
Typed draft.
First line: It starts at the state line, returning: Torque
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.13 | "At Sewanee"
Typed draft.
First line: That day we heard so deep we
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.13 | "Earth Dweller"
Typed draft.
First line: It was all the clods at once become
|
5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.14 | "Short Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: Summer is to look through, slowly
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.15 | "Beatitude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even today, battered under a waterfall
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5/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.16 | "Beatitude"
Typed draft.
First line: Even today, battered under a waterfall
|
5/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.17 | "In the Living Room The Guitar by the
Chair"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a chair can learn, not posture us
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5/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.18 | "In the Living Room The Guitar by the
Chair"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some chairs learn, do not posture us
|
5/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.19 | "Speaking Trance"
Typed draft.
First line: We walk a riverbed under the air
|
5/16/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.19 | "Former Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Permitted to trespass
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5/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.20 | "Guitar by the Chair"
Typed draft.
First line: Even a chair can learn, not always
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5/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.21 | "On Winter Ridge"
Typed draft.
First line: I tense my shoulder. No one knows
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5/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.22 | "On Winter Ridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a friend you leave bed
|
5/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.23 | "Western"
Typed draft.
First line: There was a town far west
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.24 | "Thought Beatitude From a Tame
Writer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How quiet the tigers that live on tigers!
|
5/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.25 | "Sentence At the Breaks Near the
River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You think that maybe one year
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5/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.26 | "Homilies 3: Thought Beatitude From a Tame
Writer"
Typed draft.
First line: How quiet the tigers that live on tigers!
|
5/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.27 | "Homilies 2: Patience"
Typed draft.
First line: Honking wont straighten the road
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.27 | "Homilies 2: Peace"
Typed draft.
First line: If peace is indivisible, war is perpetual
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.27 | "Homilies 2: Filial Allegiance At the Breaks
Near the River"
Typed draft.
First line: Autumn some year will discover again
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.28 | "Homilies 1: Freedom"
Typed draft.
First line: Freedom is not following a river
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.28 | "Homilies 1: Chastity"
Typed draft.
First line: It is better not to think about
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.29 | "Filial Allegiance At the Breaks Near the
River"
Typed draft.
First line: Autumn some year will
|
5/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.29 | "Thought Beatitude From a Tame
Writer"
Typed draft.
First line: How quiet the tigers that live on ligers!
|
5/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something that entered our state from a cave
|
5/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not be strange. Open the gaze and accept
|
4/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little part began to ravel. Rivers
|
4/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to our reason there is
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4/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: High in Tennessee on a neutral ridge
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4/9/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.34 | "Sound from the Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere, I think in Dakota
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4/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.34 | "Message from the Wanderer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats the way everything in the world is waiting
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4/6/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.35 | "Sound from the Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere, I think in Dakota
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4/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.36 | "Sound from the Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere, I think in Dakota
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.37 | "For a Girl My Brother was Engaged to the Boy
before He Who Died"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last century comes at sundown
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4/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.38 | "That Girl Engaged to the Boy who
Died"
Typed draft.
First line: A part of the wind goes around here face
|
4/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.39 | "Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the hand I dipped in the Missouri
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.40 | "Message from the Wanderer"
Typed draft.
First line: Thats the way everything in the world is waiting
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.41 | "Message from the Wanderer"
Typed draft.
First line: Thus freedom always came nibbling my thought
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.42 | "Tribute for Norman O. Brown and Some
Others"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the day misgave, heart of oak
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2/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.43 | "Fire Control (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: The rangers wife left him, now goes to hell
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.44 | "Fire Control (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: What kind of word can he look for, when
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.45 | "Grissom, Chaffee, White"
Typed draft.
First line: They turned, ready to face what had followed
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.46 | "Social Good Room"
Typed draft.
First line: In our best room, only a kitchen
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.46 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: To dream a monument begin with
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.47 | "As the Song Says"
Typed draft.
First line: By not listening, I heard what
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.48 | "About Love, But Not a Song As the Song
Says"
Typed draft.
First line: You sent your face its orders but
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.49 | "Graduate"
Typed draft.
First line: An old anguish, real as a nail
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.50 | "Dreamer"
Typed draft.
First line: Each morning there are shadows on the wall
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.51 | "Three Optimistic Ones Down the Middle 1:
Faith"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone comes by and says they know
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.51 | "Three Optimistic Ones Down the Middle 2: In a
Storm"
Typed draft.
First line: Limbs fall. Wind garbles
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.51 | "Three Optimistic Ones Down the Middle 3:
Natural Rights"
Typed draft.
First line: You see a tent curve over a family
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.52 | "For an Artist on the Art
Commission"
Typed draft.
First line: What happens once
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.53 | "To For an Artist on the Art
Commission"
Typed draft.
First line: You hear the state as it whirrs, pounds
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.54 | "Identities"
Typed draft.
First line: In the land of lightning
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4/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.55 | "Tennessee Circuit"
Typed draft.
First line: In Tennessee, grandsons of the statue
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.56 | "Tennessee Circuit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Tennessee, children of the monuments
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4/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.57 | "Identities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the land of lightning
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4/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tried all points at six oclock
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5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.59 | "Returning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It starts at the state line: Torque
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4/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let all elect the sea, as a delta does
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3/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What saved us? There was a lake
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3/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.62 | "In Room 218 at Salishan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, you hear surly engines, early
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3/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there, there is a room never yet found
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3/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found that terrible distance, what
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3/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.64 | "(note card)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The map of that country, it goes
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.65 | "(note card)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Washington 6 March
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cold where the sparrows lived
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3/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Obliterated by sound, what were once
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3/9/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.66v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their breath clouds their city
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3/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Range where my feet begin
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3/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun looks back it lights
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3/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end the sun
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3/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to cross various country
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3/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.70 | "L.W.Nixon Library"
Typed draft.
First line: It is a great satisfaction...
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.71 | "Message, a Tribute, for L.W.Nixon
"
Typed draft.
First line: The man students influenced...
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.72 | "For L.W.Nixon"
Typed draft.
First line: We see him there across his epic desk
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.73 | "For L.W.Nixon"
Typed draft.
First line: We see him there across his epic desk
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.74 | "For L.W.Nixon"
Typed draft.
First line: We see him now, across his epic desk
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.75 | "For the L.W.Nixon Week
Celebration"
Typed draft.
First line: We see him now, across his epic desk
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.76 | "For L.W.Nixon"
Typed draft.
First line: We see him now, across his epic desk
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.77 | "Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the hand I dipped in the Missouri
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3/28/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.78 | "Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the hand I dip in the Missouri
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3/28/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.79 | "Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the hand I dipped in the Missouri
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3/28/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.80 | "Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We measure Fort Rock. Three hundred feet high
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3/28/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.81 | "Largesse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone wakes up. I find here there
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3/30/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.82 | "Introduction to Some Poems For a Public
Statement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look: no one ever promised for sure
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2/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.83 | "Lines Written a Few Miles Above Cody,
Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this days box we had
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2/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.84 | "Marine Hymn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we find the real enemy, where the trees
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2/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.84 | "Our Breed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we tell each other comes from a common
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2/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two owls, a far and a near, tested
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3/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen - besides those hopes
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3/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.87 | "Watching For an Artist on the Art
Commission"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear the state as it whirrs, pounds
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3/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.88 | "Pattern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The part that only snow discovered
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3/1/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.89 | "Social Good Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our best room, only a kitchen
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2/28/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When monuments dream they begin with
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2/27/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the bulldozer, maybe a river
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2/27/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.92 | "Lines Written a Few Miles Above Cody,
Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And in this days box the calendar
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2/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, mister, the subject you twisted
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2/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.94 | "Lines Written a Few Miles Above Cody,
Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the earth rocks mildly, mildly
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2/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone climbed out on the wing
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2/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.96 | "As the Song Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first, the song says, Love is
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2/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little episode, walk below the hills
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2/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A captain called a man
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2/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then old snow of late winter
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2/16/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things are quiet out here in the woods in Oregon
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2/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.101 | "Written at Nine OClock in the
Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before today was a date
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2/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lilt as the planes do, over Long Island
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2/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.103 | "Saturdays Every September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saturdays every September we looked in silvery cottonwood
groves
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2/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.104 | "Saturdays Every September"
Typed draft.
First line: Saturdays every September
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2/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.105 | "Saturdays Every September"
Typed draft.
First line: Saturdays every September
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2/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.106 | "Saturdays Every September"
Typed draft.
First line: Saturdays every September
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2/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the door you receive the first wound
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2/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.108 | "Grissom, Chafee, White"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I turned Dantes chapel into a poem about the astronauts
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2/1/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.108 | "Graduate"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was an old anguish, real as a nail
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2/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.109 | "Snapshot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hand reaches over the edge of rock
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1/30/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.110 | "At Three Creeks Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: End of a log - eye the old years
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1/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.111 | "Accompanied by Pythagoras"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The A Frame
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1/30/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.112 | "Draft of statement for back cover of
Allegiances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It would be pleasant...
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1/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.113 | "Faith #1 of Three Down the
Middle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came by and said they knew
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1/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.114 | "In a Storms #2 of Three Down the
Middle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Limbs fall. Wind garbles
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1/23/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.114 | "Natural Rights #3 of Three Down the
Middle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see the tent curve over a family
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1/23/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.115 | "Dreamer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each morning there are shadows on the wall
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1/16/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.116 | "For a Boy Young Man at the
Airport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a still day. Even the engines
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1/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We saw the forest come step and step
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1/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.118 | "Day at a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: One summer at dusk
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.119 | "Lauries Choir"
Typed draft.
First line: Light from the sunward window hunts
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.120 | "Snapshot"
Typed draft.
First line: A hand reaches over the edge of rock
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.121 | "For a Young Man at the Airport"
Typed draft.
First line: It was a still day. Even the engines
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.122 | "Introduction to Some Poems
Literature"
Typed draft.
First line: Look: no one ever promised for sure
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.123 | "At Three Creeks Lake The Haiku of 29 January
1967"
Typed draft.
First line: End of a log - eye
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1/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.124 | "Readers In the World"
Typed draft.
First line: They stand apart, each with
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.125 | "In Autumn Country"
Typed draft.
First line: In the autumn hills, confess: not to migrate, we
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9/19/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.125 | "Beatitude"
Typed draft.
First line: Every cabin on the coast
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9/19/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.126 | "For Someone Gone"
Typed draft.
First line: Like that horse, its breath whistled
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11/29/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.127 | "Artists"
Typed draft.
First line: Now we have discovered each other, we exist
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11/20/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.128 | "While the Clocks Ticks"
Typed draft.
First line: Across the plain some doll goes, and you
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11/4/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.128 | "Grim Work at the Advanced Placement
Conference"
Typed draft.
First line: We teach ourselves how to teach others
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11/4/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.129 | "Plan of Pounds Cantos"
Typed draft.
First line: He heard the hummingbird
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12/7/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.130 | "Agents"
Typed draft.
First line: At the last how many are there, clung
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11/15/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.131 | "Confession of a Reader"
Typed draft.
First line: There are countries I locate by the taste of coffee
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11/10/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.132 | "Descent"
Typed draft.
First line: Combed past the wings, night is reciting to
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11/29/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.133 | "Beaver Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: Not all the lakes have names
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1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.134 | "Uncle Bill Visits"
Typed draft.
First line: Hello, remember me kids
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1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.135 | "Uncle Bill Visits (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Oh, there are too many acts,
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1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.136 | "Grissom, Chaffee, White "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone into the weather every road
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1/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.137 | "Grissom, Chaffee, White In Dantes
Chapel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found such a soft light that
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1/31/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.138 | "Relay"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No child could play as Grandmother did
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1/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.138 | "Lauries Choir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light from the sunward window
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1/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.139 | "Author, Author"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A figure somewhere moves
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1/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I feel so chemical when I see your face
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1/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.140 | "Author, Author"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A figure that moved brought me
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1/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.141 | "Uncle Bill Visits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the blind olf beggar
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1/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.142 | "Uncle Bill Visits "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hello, kids. Remember me
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1/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.143 | "Day at a Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One summer at dusk
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1/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.144 | "Fire Control"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He has day in a dish at the lookout
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2/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I saw is nothing to report anywhere
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1/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heard the record played edgewise this morning
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1/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What kind of log floats at that height?
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1/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A breath - was it in the afternoon?
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1/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If in the dark you shut your eyes
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1/9/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We wave away like this, a charge
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1/6/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Freight the clock delivers, then
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1/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the drift had all the snowflake ballots
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1/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.152 | "From an Ordinary Citizen"
Typed draft.
First line: These are the thoughts I think
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.152 | "Sabbatical"
Typed draft.
First line: Five years will pass, five summers
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.153 | "Why I Analyze Others"
Typed draft.
First line: To find out why, I watch the things
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.153 | "Bashful Note to a Senior Girl"
Typed draft.
First line: So many are beside you, such lances
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one except the wind is up, this morning
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10/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.155 | "Walk with Harry Hausser -
Philosopher"
Typed draft.
First line: Near Bozeman the world starts up. Its leap
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10/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weave, pull tight, go on
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10/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First things that stay - water in the stream
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10/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accurate wheels find themselves again
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10/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After years, we remembered: this was the Earth
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10/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night comes, wing. Night for you
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10/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.159 | "Walk with Harry Hausser,
Philosopher"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night in the tin ventilator the little
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10/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You close a hand on its own treasure
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10/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.161 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Really I should sort out my hunches about writing
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8/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.162 | "Understanding"
Typed draft.
First line: In some land, no widow, no orphan, without
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Experiments this winter under the snow
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10/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You choose one sight, then bear along
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10/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.164 | "Poem Written for the Sewanee Review but
Published Elsewhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dolphins live like this, heroes without hands
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10/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rush to all air. Recall it; it
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10/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.165 | "Poem for Sewanee Review"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An open leaf takes moonlight; three
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10/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.166 | "First Faculty Meeting in the New
Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The new room echoed. Come there
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9/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.166 | "Fall Storm That Broke the
Drought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing but rain said anything all night
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10/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Checked by the wind patrol, that high
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9/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.167 | "Hearing That the Navy Shells Mainland
Cities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Boys they took from cities and farms
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9/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.167 | "New Tombstones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They rush through the evening light
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9/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.167 | "Why I Come Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I found the stones choking themselves
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9/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The walls that are there, you can
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9/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.168 | "Poplars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By spells in that country trees
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9/23/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.169 | "Poem Written for the Sewanee Review but
Published Elsewhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After so many moving things
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9/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.170 | "Forceful Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the opinion of butterflies
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9/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.171 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: While I thought, this morning, the fountain pen
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9/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.171 | "Forceful Things"
Typed draft.
First line: In the opinion of butterflies
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Box: 11 | 67.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, saved one more day, we offer
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2/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tell from outside
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2/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When lightning lit the cave, Dido
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9/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little needles weave. You glance
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9/16/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we first came to your town
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9/14/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.176 | "From Behind These Vines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We thought if we swept the ground
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9/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only those tracks were gone. The island
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9/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever our home, the leaves have enclosed
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9/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For all you care, no pioneers
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9/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.179 | "Understanding"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In all this land, no widow, no orphan, without
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9/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to dust by our gate
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9/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gloves on, we hold a long time
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9/6/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lines of yesterday happened
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9/6/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.183 | "Longfellow and WS: Milton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Longfellow makes such Pidgin Boston...
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like mines that still wait to be hollowed out of the rock
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8/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.185 | "Butterflies in the Radiator
Grill"
Typed draft.
First line: Arrayed like Solomon, the radiator grill
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.185 | "When We Were Poor"
Typed draft.
First line: I had a comb
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.186 | "In the Double Bed"
Typed draft.
First line: Near sleep, and almost caught, you
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.187 | "In the Double Bed"
Typed draft.
First line: Near sleep, and almost caught, you
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.187 | "Rorschach Subject"
Typed draft.
First line: Good for more forms than
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.188 | "Boone Children"
Typed draft.
First line: You can hear the calendar munching leaves in autumn
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.188 | "In Cold Blood Holcomb, Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: For a while the world cared, wanted drama
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.189 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Now the Arkansas Velley is sober again
|
1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont horse thieves love horses? A man
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1/24/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you wake, in the morning, you
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1/24/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.192 | "Encountering an Audience"
Typed draft.
First line: Just to go with your thought for a while
|
1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.193 | "Encountering an Audience"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the arranger decided
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1/9/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.194 | "In Cold Blood Holcomb, Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: For a while the big world cared, wanted drama
|
1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.195 | "Dear Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside this camera I am tied to the film
|
2/8/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.196 | "Dear Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: Wait! Let me go! I am hid inside a new bomb
|
2/8/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.197 | "Walk in the Country Hike to
Hole-in-the-Wall"
Typed draft.
First line: To walk anywhere in the world
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.198 | "Walk in the Country Long Dance Over the
Fields"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All there was, I posses
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1/31/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.199 | "Walk in the Country"
Typed draft.
First line: To walk anywhere in the world
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.200 | "Walk in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, friend, where can one find
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1/31/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traffic piled up at Lincolns face
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2/2/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.202 | "Walk in the Country An Incident No One Else
Cared About"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in the autumn, walking the hollow night
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2/12/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.203 | "Dear Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside this camera I am tied to the film
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2/8/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.204 | "Report from a Happy Pessimist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Already we have succeeded
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2/7/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The morning suddenly cleared. Birch
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2/7/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.205 | "World, the Enemy"
Typed draft.
First line: A strange, locked look on their faces, their soldiers
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2/7/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.206 | "World, the Enemy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you go to the corner, anyone may
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2/7/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.207 | "When we Were Poor"
Typed draft.
First line: I had a comb
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.208 | "Walk in the Country Once, Near
Hole-in-the-Wall"
Typed draft.
First line: To walk anywhere in the world
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.209 | "Some History"
Typed draft.
First line: A little word named Ergo
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2/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At corners, across fields, I remember
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2/14/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.210 | "Some History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little word named Ergo
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2/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.211 | "Class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last week we discussed...
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3/18/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.212 | "Class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eric...
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.213 | "Class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ty...
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.214 | "Notes for talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The element...
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.215 | "Notes for talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writers are persons who write...
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.216 | "Windows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are sounds I want to be able to see
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3/18/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.217 | "Flying Over Aeneas Voyage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that would happen anyway, he welcomed
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3/22/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.218 | "On Our Planet After a Discussion of Idealism
at John Wexners Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you go deep into a cave and
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3/25/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.219 | "Every Generous Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember days that fled over the hills
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3/28/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.220 | "Careful Explorer Walk a Sad Time"
Typed draft.
First line: At noon through my thin sole I feel
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2/28/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.221 | "Careful Explorer Walk a Sad Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon through my thin sole I feel
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2/28/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The house kicks in the wind, promises
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2/29/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The chair has legs for judging the floor
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3/1/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.223 | "Little Gift from Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fur came near, night inside it
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3/1/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.224 | "What We Did"
Typed draft.
First line: We clamped the camera to a fencepost, old
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3/6/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.225 | "What We Did"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We clamped the camera to a fencepost, old
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3/6/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It makes alive noises, the pop bottle rolling
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3/6/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Wanderer that loved our town
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3/7/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.226 | "Public Events Thoughts of an
Under-Official"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but the doorman waited
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3/8/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through realms where purple disappeared
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4/9/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.227 | "Item"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Barefoot, a beggar in the world, the Truth
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4/9/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.228 | "Certain Cities"
Typed draft.
First line: A man different from you
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.229 | "Public Events"
Typed draft.
First line: You stand
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3/8/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.230 | "What We Did"
Typed draft.
First line: We clamped the camera to a fencepost, old
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3/6/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.231 | "Windows"
Typed draft.
First line: There are sounds you want to be able to see
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3/18/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.232 | "Stories from Story in Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little bunches of grass
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3/31/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.233 | "Coyote in the Zoo"
Typed draft.
First line: The instants belong to all of us
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Iron when it prevailed loved
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3/22/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.234 | "Composed, Composed from a Few
Twigs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The flat people in magazines heard
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3/22/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.235 | "Certain Cities"
Typed draft.
First line: A man different from you
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1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.236 | "Idealism On Our Planet"
Typed draft.
First line: When you go into a cave and
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3/25/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.237 | "Little Gift"
Typed draft.
First line: Fur came near, night inside it
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3/1/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.237 | "Careful Explorer"
Typed draft.
First line: At noon through my thin soles I feel
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2/28/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.238 | "Every Generous Day"
Typed draft.
First line: You that fastened the doors
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3/28/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.239 | "Every Generous Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember days that fled over the hills
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3/28/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.240 | "Thinking of the Banker (#3 of Three Short
Poems)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I pity those
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.240 | "Remembering To a First-Grade Music
Teacher"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On her near face my attention
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the island no one liked
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4/14/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.241 | "Report from Over the Mountains Eastern
Slope"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When any news reaches a cliff and is answered
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.242 | "Remembering That First-Grade Music
Teacher"
Typed draft.
First line: On that non-representational near face
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.243 | "Remembering That First-Grade Music
Teacher"
Typed draft.
First line: On that non-representational near face
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.244 | "Beyond the Report from Over
Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Any news that reaches a cliff and is answered
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.245 | "Another Old Guitar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miles and forts away, where blue trails
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 11 | 67.246 | "This Jefferson County"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the first walkers get there they
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6/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No way to get smaller. At the back
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6/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.248 | "My Head Apologizes to an Oldfashioned
Teacher"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Emblems where a hat was - a cross
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6/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.249 | "My Head Apologizes to an Oldfashioned
Teacher"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Emblems where his hat was, a cross
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6/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They manage a little water on the hayfields
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6/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Civilization escaped from hunters eyes
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6/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I like, you meet someone
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6/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.252 | "Fifth Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of the roads, curved or straight
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6/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.253 | "Bonus Work Official View"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the prisoners, a big man, a lifer
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6/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.254 | "Have You Heard This One?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This woman forged her face
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6/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is the wind when it is resting?
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5/30/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waken like the curtain, move
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5/30/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.257 | "Decisions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, at the ridgepole, a spider is ready
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5/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where do the footsteps come that
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5/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.259 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Should our department have a definite chairman?
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1/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.260 | "Introduction to Some Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look; no one ever said for sure
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2/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.261 | "Page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you do at one time has to be judged
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2/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward the mountains, where foothills
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2/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After your fathers funeral the air force
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2/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Came all fair, slow; no one
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3/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man has forged his face
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3/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You travel because there might be a place
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10/24/1966 |
Box: 11 | 67.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tractor and plow spell otlines that
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4/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went above where the trouble was
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4/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every time, the nose was a judge
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4/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.268 | "Pattern"
Typed draft.
First line: Snowflakes cross an open space
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.269 | "On a Day We Make It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tornado that didnt strike happens above
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5/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.270 | "Encounter"
Typed draft.
First line: Something came into our state from a cave
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let paper drink the ink
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5/28/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.272 | "Encounter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only life I lived before
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5/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.273 | "Patience"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Honking wont straighten the road
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5/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.273 | "Peace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If peace is indivisible, war is perpetual
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5/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, nearest one, leaf hands out
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5/26/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.274 | "From a Tame Writer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lake is not low enough to take
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5/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You live that street where
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5/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.275 | "Western"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a town far west
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5/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We know it takes luck. No one can
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5/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What my parents and yours could not
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5/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see hideous curved claws
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5/10/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.279 | "Optimists, Pessimists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday, true, many sufferers came
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5/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.279 | "Guitar by the Chair"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some chairs lean; they do not posture
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5/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes its only the deep water
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5/4/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.281 | "Short Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer is to look through
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5/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.282 | "Stop at Sewanee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day we heard so deep we
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5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who escaped GM board meeting
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5/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Curve where south came; we had
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4/30/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a farm where you happen to be
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4/27/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.285 | "Earth Dweller"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was all those clods at once
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4/29/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I really know is for you, twin
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4/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lever on the sky - eye
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4/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.287 | "Report from the Interim
Committee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At home sleet meant present
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4/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.288 | "Deep Forest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because they were calm
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4/18/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The roof is what we forget
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4/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They, the dandelion army sprang into the air
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4/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.291 | "In Room 218 at Salishan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, I heard surly engines
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3/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.292 | "At Salishan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water questions the beach and it shrugs
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3/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.293 | "Bonus Work"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the prisoners, a big man, a lifer
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6/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.293 | "Have You Heard This One?"
Typed draft.
First line: This woman forged her face
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6/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.294 | "On Decoration Memorial Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of Time, where Mother lived
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6/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.295 | "On Decoration Memorial Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Back of time, where Mother lived
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6/5/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.296 | "Jefferson County, Washington"
Typed draft.
First line: A formal county like that
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6/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.297 | "Reflections on My Head Apologizes to an
Oldfashioned Teacher"
Typed draft.
First line: Emblems where your hat was - a cross
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6/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.298 | "Childs Face in History Class"
Typed draft.
First line: It remembers. It welcomes
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.299 | "At the Party"
Typed draft.
First line: As near as we could, we met
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.300 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are people...
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6/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.301 | "All the Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I live in a town clocks hurt. They
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7/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.302 | "All the Time"
Typed draft.
First line: We live in a town clocks hurt. They chase
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7/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.303 | "All the Time"
Typed draft.
First line: We live in a town clocks hurt. They
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7/12/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.304 | "Singers Near the Airport at
Spokane"
Typed draft.
First line: When the sun touches the ground, larks
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7/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.305 | "Larks Singers Near the Airport at
Spokane"
Typed draft.
First line: When the sun touches the ground
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7/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.306 | "Singers Near the Airport at
Spokane"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun touches the ground
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7/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.307 | "Week End at Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come here for the light like stone
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7/2/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.308 | "At Sky Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, no one dreams it; it dreams
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6/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.309 | "At Sky Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, no one dreams it; it dreams
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6/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.310 | "At Sky Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, no one dreams it; it dreams
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6/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.311 | "At Sky Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: ... he had often baptized
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6/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.312 | "At Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside, no one dreams it; it
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6/15/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.313 | "At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: A tracker from Neptue came up
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.314 | "Oregon Message from Oregon, to Accompany Mail
from Senators Morse and Hatfield"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we moved here, pulled
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8/13/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.315 | "Over Thirty At a Subliminal Level to Those
Under Thirty"
Typed draft.
First line: They all say please
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.316 | "Over Thirty To Be Told at a Subliminal Level
to Those Under Thirty"
Typed draft.
First line: They all say please
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Multiple plates of bright moonlight
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8/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.318 | "(same as #9008)"
Typed draft.
First line: Deep under the moon one shadow firm
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8/22/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.319 | "Reaching Out to Turn on a Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every lamp that approves its foot
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4/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.320 | "This Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of garden where Eve
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4/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.321 | "Just to Let You Know"
Typed draft.
First line: The road from Sisters, looking for a way
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.322 | "Just to Let You Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The road from Sisters, looking for a way
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.323 | "Writing at the Desk in the
Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the pen writes, voices follow it
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8/27/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.324 | "Writing at the Desk in the
Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Voices, while the hand writes, follow it
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8/27/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.325 | "Among Strangers"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember when
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9/1/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.326 | "On Reflections from an Autumn
Walk"
Typed draft.
First line: No matter how high the woodpile
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8/31/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.327 | "Among Strangers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when
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9/1/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.328 | "On Reflections from an Autumn
Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how high the woodpile
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8/31/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.329 | "Autumn: An Ode on Everything Except a Grecian
Urn"
Typed draft.
First line: Real edges on the leaves offer a better way
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7/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.330 | "Autumn: An Ode on Everything Except a Grecian
Urn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Real edges on the leaves offer a better way
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7/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.331 | "Autumn: An Ode on Everything Except a Grecian
Urn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just follow scattered leaves; they lead
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7/21/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.332 | "By the College U of Colo Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One square of the walk says
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7/25/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.333 | "Wind for a Friend In Our Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the hurt wind console the ruined wall
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7/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.334 | "Veteran at the Flatirons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carried out, scattered in the mountains
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7/23/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.335 | "What I Was Thinking During Yesterdays Tirade
When I Said Uh-huh"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the mountains God
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8/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.336 | "Projects (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Translate Longfellow
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8/3/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.337 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Small, he learned Heaven. Later, his
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7/17/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the high school in one door
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6/7/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.339 | "(prose page)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What already shimmered with rich reflection...
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7/1/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.340 | "From Behind These Vines"
Typed draft.
First line: We thought if we swept the ground
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9/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.341 | "Milton (Longfellow & WS)"
Typed draft.
First line: Once alone on the coast I saw this Hell
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.342 | "Milton (Longfellow & WS)"
Typed draft.
First line: Once alone on the coast I saw that Hell
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.343 | "Milton (Longfellow & WS)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out on the coast alone I saw that hell
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.344 | "On a Church Lawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dandelion cavalry find a church
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9/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.345 | "On a Church Lawn"
Typed draft.
First line: Dandelion cavalry, light little saviors
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9/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.346 | "On a Church Lawn"
Typed draft.
First line: Dandelion cavalry, light little saviors
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9/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.347 | "Something Walter Clark Said"
Typed draft.
First line: Things end that were good
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.348 | "Something Walter Clark Said"
Typed draft.
First line: Things end that were good
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.349 | "Bats in the Cave"
Typed draft.
First line: More light than we need
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.349 | "Lets Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: The language under the voice
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.350 | "Under Over Thirty"
Typed draft.
First line: They all say please
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.351 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While I thought, this morning, the fountain pen
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9/8/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.352 | "Allegiance"
Typed draft.
First line: All night the moonlight waits. It
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.353 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At our high school in one door
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1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.354 | "New Tombstones"
Typed draft.
First line: They rush through the evening light
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9/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.354 | "Why I Came Home"
Typed draft.
First line: I found the stones choking themselves
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9/20/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.355 | "Report from of the Wind Patrol"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you drift that country, Flake
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9/23/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.356 | "Report from the Wind Patrol"
Typed draft.
First line: They drift our country - Flakes
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9/23/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.357 | "Poem for the Sewanee Review but Published
Elsewhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Dolphins live like heroes without hands
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9/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.358 | "Poem for the Sewanee Review but Published
Elsewhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Dolphins live like heroes without hands
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9/19/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.359 | "Welcomer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in this town in broken gold
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10/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.359 | "In the Double Bed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near sleep, and almost caught, you
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10/11/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.360 | "Why I Analyze Others"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To find out why, I watch the things
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10/6/1967 |
Box: 11 | 67.360 | "Bashful Note to a Senior Girl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So many are beside you, such lances
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10/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.1 | "NewsItem (Some Short Poems)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man who owns the smartest computer
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4/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He talked like a needle
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4/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.2 | "Scientists (Some Short Poems)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Intellectuals banged their heads
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4/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.2 | "Poem without a Predicate"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Figure at the door, seen through the dim
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4/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You come around a counter or
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4/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.4 | "Farewell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you told me goodby, you
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4/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.5 | "Farewell"
Typed draft.
First line: When you told us goodby
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4/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.6 | "Cave Painter"
Typed draft.
First line: Along the wall, inside and close
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.7 | "Morning Meditation"
Typed draft.
First line: Once for a window the sky
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.8 | "Item"
Typed draft.
First line: Barefoot, a beggar in the world, Truth
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4/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.9 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday...
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3/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.10 | "Stories from Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind pets the grass. Little bunches
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3/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is my home, these words
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3/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.11 | "Against All the Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The silent man, who listened with his hands
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3/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you come west, and it is you
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3/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.13 | "Coyote in the Zoo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tell each other our separate lives
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2/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well, he has always had God on his side
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3/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that ignore is a voice
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3/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whimpering and coming near, swiggly snow
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3/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the storm that finds us now, our
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3/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the languages in the world
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3/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.17 | "Stories from Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Which of the horses we passed yesterday
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3/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but the real people come along
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3/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the river you see how the careless
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3/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Closing my eyes in the dark room, I thought
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3/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One at a time on the hills the sun fire
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3/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.20 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday I drove to Wichita ...
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3/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had a Left Bank in our
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3/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.22 | "Certain Cities Poem Mentioning
Jeffers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That city, a turtle on its back
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3/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The land the wind fought over
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3/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A girl not a prostitute on the Ginza
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3/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.25 | "Summer Reading"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The secrets of one administration are
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3/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today along the street I earned
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1/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the rain, but that rain embracing
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1/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before light he walked quietly into town
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2/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Allowed where the sheep allow their fleece
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2/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If distant you recall infolded manner
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2/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the center, and rolling as the waves go
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2/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide, clear as those dry mountains
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2/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.30 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday...
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2/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.31 | "Boone Children"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today we find no chief; the right thing
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1/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those lost men in the gray morning
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2/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first man, with no friend
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1/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let all return under wisdom, shelter
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1/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A cloud on the ceiling behaves oddly. A doll
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1/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.35 | "For a Chance Photo I Took"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man could forget his face, and live
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2/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a place to walk, someone built
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2/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.36 | "Hearing the Reports"
Typed draft.
First line: Unready to know what we knew, all of us
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.37 | "Returning Regrets"
Typed draft.
First line: Because, you see, we have the trees
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.37 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When you wake in the morning, you
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1/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.38 | "Walk in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To walk anywhere in the world
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2/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.39 | "Out Camping"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At any stopped minute the right, quick
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2/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.40 | "World, theEnemy"
Typed draft.
First line: A strange, locked look on their faces
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2/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.41 | "Dear Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Woven into these magazines, I have found
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2/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.41 | "Windy Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Drawn somewhere over the mountains
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2/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.42 | "Slow Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sympathetic as a hinge, she
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2/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.43 | "Slow Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you hear more than you care?
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2/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man forgot his face and lived
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2/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only sound, only glance, a wave
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2/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that so many days have trampled
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1/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.46 | "Thinker Begins"
Typed draft.
First line: You work the bond loose around the horizon
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1/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.47 | "Thinker Begins The Artist Wakes
Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You work the bond loose around the horizon
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1/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a friend the cold, hallooing
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1/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.49 | "When We Were Poor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I had a comb
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1/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.49 | "Hearing the Reports Has Anyone Else
Heard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The blizzard around our knees
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1/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.50 | "Hearing the Reports"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A refugee from Troy who entered the wild mans cave
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1/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.50 | "Hearing the Reports"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bushes have pulled back
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1/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.51 | "Butterflies on the Radiator
Grill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Arrayed like Solomon, the radiator grill
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1/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.52 | "Movie Star"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking down the street
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1/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.53 | "Movie Star"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You find your way along the street
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1/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.54 | "Returning Regrets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because, you see, we have the trees
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1/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An animal, I think, deserves our
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1/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait in Morelia. No one needs great
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1/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.57 | "Holcomb,Kansas In Cold Blood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in your valley, water has proved
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1/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.57 | "Holcomb,Kansas In Cold Blood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a while the world cares, wants drama
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1/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.58 | "Boone Children"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hear the calendar munching leaves in autumn
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1/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear more than I need to hear
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1/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Company and Company, makers of
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1/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the new light, light is
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1/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something will come here on a still day
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1/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.63 | "Butterflies on the Radiator
Grill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man will creep from brown to yellow
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1/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one cares whose shadow marks
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1/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crossed pencils on an open tablet
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1/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vines that were going to tease the rock
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1/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shadows tease days end, intend
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1/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hawks dead on the freeway go down
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1/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowed by drifts, and under
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1/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This year was a life. When it
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12/31/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke likes itself and it serves
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12/30/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You breathe so often, if that is joy
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12/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.71 | "East of Mt Jefferson"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere in its grain
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.72 | "Sounds"
Typed draft.
First line: No one heard the flame. It went down
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They turn here so fast, our street
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12/12/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near as the eye, large thing
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12/11/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the shade, more shade, then more, then
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12/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along, and only alng, our drive an uncle
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12/4/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person I go by holds an end
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12/4/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As you come nr=ear an empty room
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12/4/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you went to the door in the
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12/3/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That limit you can hear: listen
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12/4/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.79 | "Alive in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone and then so alone again, taht mountain
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12/2/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.80 | "Scene in the Country by a Telegraph
Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I look down a wires mouth and hear
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11/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.81 | "Scene in the Country by a Telegraph
Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wire opens a mouth; a telegrapher looks in
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11/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.82 | "R.L. Stevenson Tree on Oahu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pressure of the doves, once light lifted over the hills
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11/24/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turn fear into an island, each
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11/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.82 | "Around the Island (plan for In
Hawaii)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A long wave...
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11/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.83 | "Tribal Ceremony (#5of In
Hawaii)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a cold cloud; it ruled the island
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11/23/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.84 | "Tribal Ceremony (#5of In
Hawaii)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... and a carp in the river that carried tradition
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11/23/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.84 | "Tribal Ceremony (#5of In
Hawaii)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a while trees held malaria, then
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11/24/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.84 | "Tribal Maori Ceremony (#5 of In
Hawaii)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid to translate, the guide
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11/24/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.85 | "In Hawaii (1-4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One long wave dreams across the pacific
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11/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.86 | "If You Go Among Them"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you go far enough, no heroes are there
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11/18/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.87 | "Religion at the Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the corner they unload signs for good citizens: we
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11/18/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wilderness looked in, and became so
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11/16/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too far, too deep, too cold, no way
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11/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Narrow as a knife, let thought go
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11/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.91 | "East of Mt. Jefferson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in its grain, every pine
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11/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.92 | "Picture Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere in this town as in broken gold
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10/11/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.93 | "Understanding"
Typed draft.
First line: In some land, no widow, no orphan, without
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9/7/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.94 | "On the Move"
Typed draft.
First line: It takes too long now to breathe
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1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.95 | "Under Our Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this mine the tunnels are lighted
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4/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That leaf now held in rock
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4/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.96 | "Cave Painter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the wall, inside and close
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4/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.97 | "Cave Painter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside and close, a little bit
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4/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.98 | "In Chihuahua (w. Sp. tr. by H.
Baird"
Typed draft.
First line: A sky like one-way glass persuades you
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.99 | "To Walk Anywhere in the World (2
pages)"
Typed draft.
First line: To walk anywhere in the world
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1/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.100 | "Sparrow Country (2 pages)"
Typed draft.
First line: You could spend space like a jackrabbit
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.101 | "Old Guitar"
Typed draft.
First line: For years I was tuned an octave too high
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.102 | "After Spring and Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a wind mentions your (cloud) face
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4/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.102 | "Cross Country"
Typed draft.
First line: What we do every day
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4/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.103 | "Cross Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we do every day
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4/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.103 | "After Spring and Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the wind mentions your (cloud) face
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4/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.104 | "Speaker on Architecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Long rods came from the speaker
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4/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.105 | "Morning Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once for a window all the sky
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4/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.106 | "Flowers at an Airport A Social comment Poem:
1968"
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the time shade, part of
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.107 | "Flowers at an Airport Social, About Our
Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the time shade, part of
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.108 | "Flowers at an Airport "
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the time shade, part of
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.109 | "Flowers at an Airport "
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the time shade, part of
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.110 | "Flowers at an Airport "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the time shade, part of
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.111 | "Flowers at an Airport "
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the time shade, part of
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.112 | "In a Honeymoon Hotel at Waikiki"
Typed draft.
First line: You feel around you an electric fur
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.113 | "Through Nature to Eternity"
Typed draft.
First line: A man taps a message out. A water pipe, say
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.113 | "In a Honeymoon Hotel at Waikiki"
Typed draft.
First line: A pulse of air steadies a flag
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.114 | "Walking the Headland 1-7 (2
pages)"
Typed draft.
First line: Stones at the coast may be the last
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.115 | "Love is a Dangerous God"
Typed draft.
First line: Now that place on the back of your
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone comes, condemning you already, and asks
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5/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.117 | "What We Brought from Mexico"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wing-spatter pigeons left the late
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5/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.118 | "Choosing a Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time we will give away our house
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5/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.119 | "In Hurricane Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we talked, sfter the moon rose
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5/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.120 | "Under Our Town"
Typed draft.
First line: In the big mine the tunnels are lighted
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4/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.121 | "Choosing a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Some time we will give away our house
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5/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.122 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Someone comes, condemning you already, and asks
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5/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.122 | "What We Brought from Mexico"
Typed draft.
First line: Wing-spatter pigeons leave the late
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5/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.123 | "Clinging to September"
Typed draft.
First line: Yellow light
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.124 | "In Hurricane Canyon"
Typed draft.
First line: After we talked, after the moon
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5/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.125 | "Test You Do Not Have to Take"
Typed draft.
First line: To find inward: wherever the sky
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.126 | "Things to Want Consider"
Typed draft.
First line: A river dreams a lake, the lake - a mountain
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.127 | "Sentence in Any Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He said Maybe so,
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9/4/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember that these rooms
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8/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the worlds kind of sunlight, even
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8/25/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.130 | "Sign for the Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only and Slow live here. They
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.130 | "About the News"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near, near enough, too near
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.130 | "High School Inventory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years from then I move toward
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8/24/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.131 | "This Place"
Typed draft.
First line: This may be the kind of garden where Eve
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4/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in the chair in the evening`
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7/26/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.133 | "Allegiance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the time the moonlight waits. It
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8/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.133v | "Over Thirty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They all say please when they come
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8/23/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.134 | "Viewing At the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tracker from Neptune
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7/20/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your shadow seconds your motion
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7/20/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.136 | "At Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dust, now a laundered word
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6/12/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.137 | "Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dream about fire, it lurks
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6/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.138 | "Bats in the Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: More light than we need
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7/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.139 | "Lets Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The language under my voice
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7/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light, even when your eyes are shut, finds
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7/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow the river to any bendq
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7/28/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.141 | "Something We Know Out Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wavery but always, led by the faintest
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8/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.142 | "Down by the Hungry Buff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These motorcycles are driven by
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7/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.143 | "Myth Is a Story That Helps the Mind
Behave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After many winters, there is a canyon
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7/31/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.144 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night, a party...
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8/1/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you cram a wilderness into a bottle
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7/18/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Corn rows by firelight bring
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7/19/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not mine, and not myslef, never even claimed
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7/18/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brought near, these things on the table
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7/16/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where are the snows of tomorrow?
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7/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our house is quaintly staged, exits
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7/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone let a wild state in here! Montana
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7/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.151 | "At Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the poplars by the house accept
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6/15/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.151 | "At Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the world puts off what it really knows
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6/16/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.151 | "At Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I had not known how level, how
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6/17/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves come down their winding
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6/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He kept for his quiet a separate sound
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6/7/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tried, Life
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6/5/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heartsick at injustice, this judge
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6/11/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may be the sunset.
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6/12/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From that wrought summer
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6/11/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.156 | "Childs Face in History Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It remembers. It welcomes
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6/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.156 | "At the Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As near as we can, we meet
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6/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.157 | "Sabbatical"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Five years will pass, five summers
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11/7/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.157 | "On the Move"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes too long now to breathe; you have
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11/7/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only time I died was first
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11/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.158 | "On the Move Dear Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We plumbed upward, the sea always over us
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11/7/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.159 | "Sounds (11/9/67)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, but loud, a sound says
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11/9/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.160 | "From an Ordinary Citizen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of every day something escapes
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11/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.161 | "Sounds (11/9/67)"
Typed draft.
First line: Simply, but loud, a sound says
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11/9/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.162 | "Sounds (11/8/67)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one heard the flame. It went down
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11/8/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spun, then lit again, coin-
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11/1/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.163 | "If You Go Among Them"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you go inwhatever they say
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11/1/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.164 | "If You Go Among Them"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They distrust even their own, and people
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11/1/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breath, where junipers encourage
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10/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.166 | "Biography"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two days were walking down the street
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10/23/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.167 | "Summer People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people judge fast, close
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10/25/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.167 | "In Chihuahua"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sky like one-way glass persuades you
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10/25/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.168 | "Summer People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer people
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10/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.169 | "Other People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So many lanes, with a floor of leaves
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10/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but Loney. And Loney
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10/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.170 | "Stranger"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place he wanted to tell about
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10/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.171 | "R.L.Stevenson Tree on Oahu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the low tree where Stevenson wrote
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11/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.172 | "Note to Accompany a Picture of the
R.L.Stevenson Tree in the Moana Hotel Courtyard on the Island of
Oahu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here under the Trade wind that breaks off
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11/26/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.173 | "Stranger"
Typed draft.
First line: The place he wanted to tell about
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10/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.174 | "By the R.L.Stevenson Tree on
Oahu"
Typed draft.
First line: Here under the Trade wind that breaks off
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11/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.175 | "Biography"
Typed draft.
First line: Two days were walking down the street
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10/23/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.176 | "Other People"
Typed draft.
First line: So many lanes, with floors of leaves
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10/27/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.176 | "In Chihuahua"
Typed draft.
First line: A sky like one-way glass persuades yout
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10/25/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.177 | "If You Go Among Them"
Typed draft.
First line: When you go in - whatever they say
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11/1/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.178 | "Alive in the Mountains On the
Divide`"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone and alone again, the summits
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12/2/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.179 | "Character"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mobs yell Death, and he separates into
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12/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.180 | "Maori Tribal Ceremony (In Hawaii
5)"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid to translate, our guide presses lips
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11/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.181 | "In Hawaii (all)"
Typed draft.
First line: One long wave dreams across the Pacific
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11/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.182 | "Another Incarnation"
Typed draft.
First line: Some name woven among the stars
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12/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.182 | "At the Old Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: The thorns are left, wounding each other. Vines grow out
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11/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.183 | "Character"
Typed draft.
First line: Mobs yell Death, and he separates into
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12/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.184 | "Prayers At the Old Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thorns wound each other. Vines grow out
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11/29/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.185 | "Another Incarnation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some name woven among the stars
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12/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.186 | "Maori Tribal Ceremony (In Hawaii
5)"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid to translate, the guide presses lips
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11/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.187 | "At First National"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning when day
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10/18/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.188 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our clock, that tore off
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10/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.189 | "At First National"
Typed draft.
First line: Every morning when day
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10/18/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.190 | "Incident"
Typed draft.
First line: Our clock one day, that tore off
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10/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.191 | "Sparrows Rise(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: You could spend space like a jackrabbit
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12/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.192 | "Sparrows Rise(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Owls back of the library said Whom
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12/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.193 | "Sparrows Rise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look at whey. Sparkle on it. Deep
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12/23/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.194 | "Sparrows Rise Back Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can spend space
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12/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.195 | "People Trotting in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lonely, making it wide, and quiet
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12/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.196 | "When No One Knocks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You come to the door. Out there
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11/16/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.197 | "In the South Seas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thatch reminded by rain, those villages
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12/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.197 | "People Trotting in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain day, alive to the animals, we
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12/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.198 | "Bruises"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bruises last but do not advertise
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12/19/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.199 | "In the South Seas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thatch reminded by rain, every window
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12/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.200 | "Now Where You Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we live, the teakettle whistles out
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12/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.201 | "When No One Knocks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go to the door, and it is somebody
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12/13/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the streets cleared, most people
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12/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.201 | "Fern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tough plant, the fern
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12/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.202 | "People Trotting in Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Lonely, making it wide, and quiet
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12/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.203 | "Sparrows Rise Country"
Typed draft.
First line: You could spend space like a jackrabbit
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12/22/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.204 | "In the South Seas"
Typed draft.
First line: Their thatch reminded by rain, those villages
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12/21/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.204 | "When No One Knocks"
Typed draft.
First line: You come to the door. Out there
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11/16/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.205 | "Fern"
Typed draft.
First line: A tough plant, fern
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12/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.205 | "Now Where You Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Where you live, the teakettle whistles out
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12/14/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.205 | "Bruises"
Typed draft.
First line: Bruises last but do not advertise
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12/19/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we are, it is real
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4/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.207 | "Dogwood Tree in Bloom Lake Oswego, April
1968"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This tree has not heard the news
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4/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.207 | "Election Thought (Some Short Poems,
3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To know but never to say
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4/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.207 | "At Communion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward the edge of the cup what God
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4/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.208 | "Through Nature to Eternity"
Typed draft.
First line: A man taps a message out. A pipe, say
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.209 | "On the Way Home from Summer in
Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: Land of rivers that wander saying
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.210 | "On the Way Home from Summer in Alaska,
1968"
Typed draft.
First line: Those rivers wander saying aloud
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.211 | "Outside of Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Loud sparrows hidden
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.212 | "For John and Jo Haines Milepost 68,
Fairbanks, Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: Like snow we look out
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.213 | "Stick in the Forest"
Typed draft.
First line: The stick in the forest that pointed
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.213 | "When I Got to Chitina"
Typed draft.
First line: No one was going to come
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.214 | "Thinking of the Banker (Some Short Poems
2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only friends he has are people
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4/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.214 | "Looking Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there an island nobody tested but grass?
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4/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.214 | "Walking the Headland Coast (Some Short Poems
1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stones at the coast may be the last
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4/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found climate first, then weather
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4/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.216 | "Confucius"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a man who began to see. He saw
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5/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.216 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yellow light
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5/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.217 | "Love Is a Dangerous God"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That place on the back of your
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5/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.217v | "At a Honeymoon Hotel On an
Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pulse of air steadies a flag
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5/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.218 | "World Staccato"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things that say so, linger
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5/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.219 | "The one This Being Who Brings This Report Has
Alaska on His Mind With Him"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way the world comes across
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5/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was the only dream left, the sun
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5/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the border wait for us. At the place
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5/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.222 | "On a Day in Summer Trying to
Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like water that means itself alone, what you
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5/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At church, behind a woman with
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5/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.223 | "On a Day in Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Like water that means itself alone, what you
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5/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.224 | "On a Day in Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Like water that means only itself alone, what you
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5/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.225 | "On a Day in Summer Interview about Important
Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes we thought the leaves
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5/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear only what comes for you. The rest
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5/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.227 | "Test You Do Not Have to Take"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still to find inward: wherever the sky
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5/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.227 | "Things to Want"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river dreams a lake, the lake - a mountain
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5/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those ways into the pines
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5/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Abounding air in the city came
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5/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night the sky lost us; it arched
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5/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.231 | "Through Nature to Eternity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man taps a message out. A pipe, say
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5/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: no one was near. Even air some days
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5/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First like flowers, then like
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5/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things it is better not to know
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7/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You run, but nothing runs
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7/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we met, it was another country
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7/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wide wings and the soft, feathered haed
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7/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.236 | "Terns"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Terns quench days
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7/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What tried to give us the fog and opened
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7/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.238 | "Throwing Away a Watch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I threw that cannibal into the sea
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6/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.238 | "In September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All across the northm when winter nears
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6/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.239 | "Throwing Away a Watch Last Day of the
Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beneath a tree one autumn I
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6/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.240 | "Road to Alaska Heading North"
Typed draft.
First line: We take spring with us and
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6/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.241 | "On the Road to Alaska Heading
North"
Typed draft.
First line: You take spring with you and
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6/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.242 | "Report from a Far Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Making poems to
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.242 | "Song in the Manner of Flannery
OConnor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is the guidepost? Written on
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.243 | "Song in the Manner of Flannery
OConnor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow on the mountain - water in
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.243 | "In Alaska on a Summer Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A map on the floor catches
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.243 | "SPCA"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the people verges the population
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.244 | "Little Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A woman who lived in a song
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.245 | "Converts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we could find how to obey
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6/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No leaf moves in all the forest
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6/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.247 | "Other Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to where we live, they live
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6/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.247 | "Scholar In School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So the world can see in my eyes
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6/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.248 | "Reading Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You get the world back by
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6/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.249 | "Millions of Gifts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how fast we hurry, winter
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6/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.250 | "American Gothic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our parents willed us a view of
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6/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.250 | "Unfortunate Relative"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clenched tightly in her
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6/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.251 | "Violence: a Report on the Media"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close in the air all that urges the lightning
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6/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.251 | "Counseling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It took slow words to pass that
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6/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.252 | "Morning Evening Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the people in the world have
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6/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.253 | "Dorothy Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A girl that lived in a house of stone
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6/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.254 | "Thinking of the Crossing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A silent river with
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6/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.255 | "Gifts from a Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hammered by a heartbeat, the
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6/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Prince, the human value, meet what the wolf
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6/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.257 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Alaska Methodist...
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6/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.257 | "Small in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have a friend named Fear
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6/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.258 | "Heading North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You take spring with you and
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6/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near history, we slowed: road markers
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6/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.260 | "At Taos Pueblo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the morning for Taos Pueblo
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6/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.261 | "In the City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the street canyon people hear
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6/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.262 | "At Taos Pueblo"
Typed draft.
First line: In Taos, at walls where the light was devoted
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6/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.263 | "At Taos Pueblo"
Typed draft.
First line: to forget the last thing before next
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6/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.264 | "At Taos Pueblo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hunt we lost was one
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6/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the worry came. It was winter
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6/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The line above us was to identify a turn in open
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6/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.267 | "Birches"
Typed draft.
First line: Seeing the leaves fall
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.268 | "Dining Alone"
Typed draft.
First line: The centerpiece
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.268 | "In Our State Oregon No One Ever"
Typed draft.
First line: No one ever cared
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.269 | "To Someone a Soul Mate"
Typed draft.
First line: Because our place is an island
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.270 | "Birches in Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: Once the tide of leaves
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.271 | "One of the Exiles"
Typed draft.
First line: They gave me their vast neglect
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.272 | "That Autumn Instant"
Typed draft.
First line: You stand on a hill in July Alaska
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.273 | "Reading Wordsworth"
Typed draft.
First line: You get the world back by
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6/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.274 | "Millions of Gifts"
Typed draft.
First line: No matter how fast we hurry, winter
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6/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.274 | "In School Scholars"
Typed draft.
First line: So the world can see in our
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6/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.275 | "Violence: A Report on the Media"
Typed draft.
First line: Our love, little flickers of death, has
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6/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.276 | "In Alaska on a Summer Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: A map on the floor catches
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.276 | "SPCA"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond the people verges the population
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.277 | "Throwing Away My Watch"
Typed draft.
First line: So, at the end of vacation I threw that
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6/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.278 | "Thinking of the a Crossing"
Typed draft.
First line: A silent river with
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6/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.279 | "Heading North Road to Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: We take spring with us and
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6/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.280 | "Converts"
Typed draft.
First line: If we could find how to obey
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6/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.280 | "Report from a Far Place"
Typed draft.
First line: Making poems to
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.280 | "Song in the Manner of Flannery
OConnor"
Typed draft.
First line: Snow on the mountain - water in
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6/29/1990 |
Box: 12 | 68.281 | "Terns"
Typed draft.
First line: Terns let their wings do the singing
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7/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.281 | "Little Story"
Typed draft.
First line: A woman who lived in a song
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6/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.282 | "Gifts on from a Train"
Typed draft.
First line: We flow toward you over the horizon
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6/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.283 | "Small in the World"
Typed draft.
First line: I have a friend named Fear
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6/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.284 | "Other Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to where we live, they live
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6/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.285 | "Dorothy Wordsworth"
Typed draft.
First line: A girl that lived in a house of stone
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6/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.286 | "Counseling a Student"
Typed draft.
First line: It took slow words to pass that
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6/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.286 | "Evening Meditation"
Typed draft.
First line: All the people in the world have
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6/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.287 | "Found Wanting - Chitina, Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: That early gray urge, first light
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.288 | "Near the Ghost Town of Chitina"
Typed draft.
First line: The water that falls down the rivers will
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.289 | "Scene in Alaska the Back Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Yesterday history turned. A cable
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.290 | "On the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: While gulls complain we turn over a stone
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.291 | "World Staccato"
Typed draft.
First line: Things that say so, linger
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5/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.291 | "One Who Brings This Report Has Alaska with
Him in His Mind"
Typed draft.
First line: The way the world comes across a window
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5/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a long way from here a sick one
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7/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.293 | "Note from Alaska to South Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our mountains are carved
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7/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.293 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along that road where the sumacs were
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7/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A breath and then a day
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7/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.295 | "How to Know a Foreign Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You live it; you should never understand
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7/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.296 | "Found Wanting - Chitina, Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: In the gray urge, first light
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.297 | "On the Coast Mayor Gropes for Garbage
Policy"
Typed draft.
First line: While gulls complained, we turned a stone over, and
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7/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.298 | "That Autumn Instant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You stand on a hill in July Alaska
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7/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.299 | "On the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls have complained. At the dump
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7/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.300 | "Scene in the Back Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: History may turn us around
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7/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.301 | "Near the Ghost Town of Chitina"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The water that falls down the rivers will
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7/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.302 | "Found Wanting - Chitina, Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Linger on hurry, the gray-urged morning
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7/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.303 | "Close Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close here the sky has its beginning
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7/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.304 | "In Mexico"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the faces were
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7/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We saw long swerves the Yukon made
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7/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.305 | "Lover Who Woke Up Singing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing but Gods hand held
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7/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the ship to Kodiak
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7/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.307 | "At Jean Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Generations of salmon smooth in
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7/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.308 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could say the shrew is
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7/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.309 | "To a Soul Mate Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our place is an island
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7/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.310 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the world went wrong, I
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7/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.311 | "Birches in Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once the tide of leaves
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7/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.312 | "One of the Exiles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They gave me their vast neglect
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7/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The air that comes through birch woods
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7/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.314 | "In the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light, but not only
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7/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear one winter; practice it at
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7/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.316 | "Everyman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up early, wrestling with angels, I brought in
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7/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever the light goes deep, a lake
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7/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.318 | "Birches"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing the leaves fall
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7/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.319 | "In Our State No One Ever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one ever cared
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7/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.320 | "Dining Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The centerpiece
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7/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.321 | "In the Middle"
Typed draft.
First line: That man I was (he lives) will
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.322 | "American Gothic"
Typed draft.
First line: Our parents willed us this view
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6/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.322 | "About a Relative"
Typed draft.
First line: Clenched tightly in her
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6/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light they were after
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7/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What this house holds is all quiet
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7/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.325 | "Outside of Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loud sparrows hidden
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7/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.325 | "When We I Got to Chitina"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one was going to come
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7/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.326 | "Letter to For John and Jo Haines, Milepost
68, Fairbanks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like snow now we look out
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7/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.327 | "For John and Jo Haines, Milepost 68,
Fairbanks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every animal goes forth into softening snow
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7/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.328 | "For John and Jo Haines, Milepost 68,
Fairbanks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the Tanana breaks up, after cold
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7/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.329 | "Visitor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at that summer!
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7/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.329 | "Social Promenade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A compass the world
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7/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was in training to
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8/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.331 | "Stick in the Forest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stick in the forest that pointed
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8/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.332 | "Freedom (xerox of DW original)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Freedom is not following a river
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5/25/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.333 | "Sound from the Earth (xerox of DW
original)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere, I think in Dakota
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4/5/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.333 | "Message from the Wanderer (xerox of DW
original)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats the way everything in the world is waiting
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4/6/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.334 | "Sound from the Earth (Xerox of DW
original)"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere, I think in Dakota
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4/5/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.335 | "Freedom"
Typed draft.
First line: Freedom is not following a river
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5/25/1967 |
Box: 12 | 68.336 | "Farewell, Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the leaves from
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.337 | "Farewell, Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the leaves from
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.338 | "Farewell, Summer of 1966"
Typed draft.
First line: A wave, and a wave, and a wave
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.339 | "On the Excursion Boat Farewell,
Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Hearing our old music when I dropped a bottle cap
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.339 | "Old Mountaineer Starts the Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Patient, I wait by the kitchen table
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8/9/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.340 | "Farewell, Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: A wave, and a wave, and a wave
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.341 | "Notes from Central Oregon Farewell,
Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cave at Fort Rock
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.342 | "Notes from Central Oregon Farewell,
Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Trackers from the University found
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.343 | "On the Excursion Boat Farewell,
Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing our old music when I dropped a bottle cap
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8/12/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.344 | "Farewell, Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walk like a wagon through the fall
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8/15/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.345 | "Farewell, Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the weeds grow, I follow any
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8/17/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.346 | "Farewell, Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave, and a wave, and a wave
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8/21/1966 |
Box: 12 | 68.347 | "Indian Cave Jerry Ramsey Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those brown, brittle, wait-a-bit weeds
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8/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.348 | "Indian Cave Jerry Ramsey Found"
Typed draft.
First line: Brown, brittle, wait-a-bit weeds
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8/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.349 | "Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those birches that came over from Siberia
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.350 | "Lines with a Bouquet of Pearly
Everlasting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day before the sun finds out
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8/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.351 | "Lines with a Bouquet of Pearly
Everlasting"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day before the sun finds out
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8/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.352 | "Birches in the North"
Typed draft.
First line: The forest flows in its black and white, always
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.353 | "Epitaph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My state is far. My life had no
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8/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.354 | "Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: A world expert on leaves - not paid by
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8/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.355 | "For All My Contemporaries, At or Over or
Under Thirty"
Typed draft.
First line: One thing and another, along the way, I bring
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.356 | "Birches in the North"
Typed draft.
First line: The forest flows black and white, always appearing
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.357 | "Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: When I think I fall off the world
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.358 | "Eskimo National Anthem"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever we work, some vibration
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.359 | "Someone Brought Wanting a
Yardstick"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone brought a yardstick to a sermon
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.360 | "Passage to Alaska On the Way to
Juneau"
Typed draft.
First line: Gray, gray, headland by headland north
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.361 | "Nature Walk"
Typed draft.
First line: In the shaggy field
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.362 | "Winter Stories Story in Winter"
Typed draft.
First line: For a time our field will tell
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.363 | "To All My Contemporaries, At or Over or Under
Thirty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One thing and another, along the way, I bring
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8/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.364 | "Wanting a Yardstick"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone brought a yardstick
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8/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.365 | "Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: When I think I fall off the world
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.366 | "On the Way Home from Summer in
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Land of rivers that wander saying
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8/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.367 | "Writing Up Early Any Morning in
October"
Typed draft.
First line: Soon it will be getting light
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8/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.368 | "Writing Early Any Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain in the night, all
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8/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.369 | "Writing Up Early Any Morning in
October"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was little, and bowed
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8/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.370 | "Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world expert on leaves - not paid by
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8/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.371 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are to find your way
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8/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.372 | "Confucius"
Typed draft.
First line: There was a man who began to see. He saw
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5/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.373 | "Love Is a Dangerous God"
Typed draft.
First line: That place on the back of your
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5/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.374 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are a person, all your
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8/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.375 | "Nature Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the shaggy fields
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9/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only as far as the field
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9/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.377 | "On a Kite Our Son Left in Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: What we loosed pretended to get away
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9/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.378 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We traveled often and far, but never
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9/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.379 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whirl came to our door, a day, a
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9/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.380 | "Roundabout Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the world for small, and less
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9/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.381 | "Passage to Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: Gray, gray, headland by headland north
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.382 | "Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the stillness thought rustles
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9/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.383 | "For the Wedding of Bill and
Janet"
Typed draft.
First line: It was in Scotland that we learned
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9/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.384 | "For the Wedding of Bill and
Janet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They send brambles for a wedding
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9/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.385 | "Leaves (2 pp.) Paragraphs"
Typed draft.
First line: A world expert on leaves - not paid by
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8/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.386 | "Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: When wind has become a tide in the fall
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8/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.387 | "Trying Not to Write"
Typed draft.
First line: Sudden as red is, today arrives
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.387 | "Eskimo DogSled"
Typed draft.
First line: The back - steady dogs
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.388 | "Blackbirds Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day we sang
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9/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.389 | "On a Kite Our Son Left in Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person brought for the air
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9/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.390 | "On a Kite My Our Son Left in
Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: What we loosed pretended
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9/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.391 | "On a Kite Our Son Left in Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: What we loosed pretended to get away
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9/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.392 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when the air had air in it?
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11/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.393 | "Birches in the North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the lost companies, huddled along
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9/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.394 | "Trying Not to Write"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden as red is, today arrived
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9/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.394 | "Eskimo Sled Dog Team"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the back - two steady dogs
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9/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.395 | "Riddles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are looking at me now
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9/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.396 | "Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: In the stillness, thought rustles out
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9/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.397 | "Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I think I fell off the world
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9/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.398 | "Eskimo National Anthem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The song we made, Someday, Maybe
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9/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.399 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We thought that was important, then
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9/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.399 | "Winter Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knife a king holds in his hand
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9/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.400 | "After the Summer in the North"
Typed draft.
First line: Now when I hear the wind I am
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9/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.400 | "Monuments"
Typed draft.
First line: For some reason no one remembers
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9/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.401 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone as anyone, anyone sleeps
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9/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.402 | "Monuments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A whistle found a sound
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9/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.403 | "After the Summer in the North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain then rolling water from that
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9/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.403 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The news is a serial full of drama
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9/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.404 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in this cave we have to imagine
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9/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.404 | "Mole"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dream these rumples on the page
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9/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.405 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You curl up in a cave. The world
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9/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.406 | "Peril and Great"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night the king walked
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9/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awake like morning, the race
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9/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.408 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in the sound a new presence
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9/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.409 | "Passage to Alaska On the Way to
Juneau"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray, gray, headland by headland north
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9/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.410 | "Passage to Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At dawn, before calm, the gray
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9/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.411 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night when I crossed the headland
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9/5/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.411 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half the creation longs for the other half
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9/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.412 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocks where the sea presses, foam entertains
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9/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.413 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walked ourselves into the road
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10/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.414 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They walk tobacco, drugs, literature
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10/29/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.415 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The men who called hello often
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10/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All these years, and still
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10/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.417 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With his lip, the judge begins
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10/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.418 | "Sound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the phone ringing, far in the house
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10/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.419 | "History Lesson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have whirled on: right
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10/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.420 | "Roundabout Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond the world for small
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9/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.421 | "Passage to Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: Gray, gray, headland by headland north
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9/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.422 | "Sound"
Typed draft.
First line: Not the phone ringing, far in the house
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10/3/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.423 | "History Lesson"
Typed draft.
First line: They have whirled on: right
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10/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.424 | "In Anthropology A Brilliant Speech, a
Brilliant Sermon"
Typed draft.
First line: Backward and upside down, but with an
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.425 | "To Friends Jon Silkin in Iowa City an Iowa
Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dandelions in this air where nothing
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10/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.426 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could we say risk while
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10/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.427 | "Wait, River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That last summer we crossed the Yukon
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10/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.428 | "Seasons in the Country"
Typed draft.
First line: When we unfasten the cabin door in
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.429 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tone the sky has - violet
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10/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We liked the dark. Wherever home is
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11/1/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.431 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before sunset we heard the leaves get ready
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10/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dangerous, about to tip over, what
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10/17/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.433 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets not fool ourselves: those who
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10/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.434 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you like brown come to our state
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10/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.435 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of the long lives...
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10/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.436 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something like a random leaf, you
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10/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.436 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one along the lake front in the storm
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10/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.437 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When thunder came close we ran
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10/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.438 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We advise a wind now and then
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10/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.439 | "(page of aphorisms)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person finds a belief...
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10/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.440 | "In Anthropology"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the march we make, we go back
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10/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.441 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me find all by myself that mold
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8/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.442 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That thin, quick, silent life the fish
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8/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.443 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Graphs have a life; they live inside
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8/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.444 | "In Anthropology Hearing a Brilliant
Sermon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Backward and upside down, but with
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10/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.445 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We tried, across the whole country, to do
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.446 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The great are not great. They cry out
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.447 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flakes of paint in the light; you
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11/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.448 | "Writers; Our Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lighted by bat eyes, it led
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11/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.449 | "Distance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the movies a horse is
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11/4/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.450 | "last Visit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do your songs come when
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11/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.451 | "In a Churchyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that I know how to close
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11/27/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.452 | "Landowners in the Indian Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In autumn these are the straight tongues
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11/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.453 | "Old Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We leaned back in the swing
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11/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.454 | "Our Times Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running past, the story sticks out
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11/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.455 | "People Who Went By in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The morning man came in to report
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11/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.456 | "Seasons in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writing their history on the sky, the last
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11/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.457 | "Interrogation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they sake hands they are
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11/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.458 | "On a Picture Sent by a Friend in OhioBack on
the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This awakened water coming to touch
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11/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.459 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the little kind of love, where the paths
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11/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets go back. If things are going to go
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11/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.461 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why did no one come the straight way?
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11/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.462 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night I had two ideas...
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11/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.463 | "Thinking about Marriage Mis-
understanding"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We thought the wheels
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11/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.464 | "Leavetaking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we heard the fish swim again
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11/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.465 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where you close your eyes
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11/14/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.466 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When that level storm froze
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11/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.467 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowly we back into ourselves
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11/11/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.468 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the light I dreamed more light
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11/12/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.469 | "Dying in a Thunderstorm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We feel the hello and goodby of the wind
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11/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.469 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I listen to waves on the shore
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11/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.470 | "For the Forty-Ninth State"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why we limped, the others did
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11/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.471 | "Great Circle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait. we are close. We are
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11/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.472 | "Great Circle"
Typed draft.
First line: Wait, we are close. We are
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11/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.473 | "This Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Searching out any kind of den, we tried
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12/2/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.474 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm that walked the waves
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12/6/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.475 | "Wait, River"
Typed draft.
First line: That last summer we crossed the Yukon
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10/13/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.476 | "On the Plains"
Typed draft.
First line: On the plains where willows run
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12/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.477 | "Bring the North"
Typed draft.
First line: Mushroom, Soft Ear, Old Memory
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12/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.478 | "Bring the North"
Typed draft.
First line: Mushroom, Soft Ear, Old Memory
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12/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.479 | "Bring the North(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Mushroom, Soft Ear, Memory, Old
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12/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.480 | "Bring the North(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: That year we needed a river, and a day
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12/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.481 | "Blackberries Are Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Blackberries are back. They cling near
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.482 | "Estrangement"
Typed draft.
First line: That first day in the mountains
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.483 | "Time and Place"
Typed draft.
First line: Time we must accept
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.484 | "On the Plains"
Typed draft.
First line: On the plains where willows run
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.485 | "Perception"
Typed draft.
First line: You see the spring inside the cave
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.486 | "In a Churchyard"
Typed draft.
First line: If you had a name
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.487 | "People Who Went By in
Winter(2pp.)"
Typed draft.
First line: The morning man came in to report
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.488 | "Bring the North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mushroom, Soft Ear, Memory
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12/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.488 | "Bring the North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unfolding this pack by anyones door
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12/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.488 | "Tonight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wolf that is other waits
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12/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.489 | "Bring the North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the hour when woods became forest
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12/7/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.490 | "Tonight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wolf on the other hill, howl
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12/9/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.490 | "On the Blind Bus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cool fog hands are opening
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12/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.491 | "Tonight"
Typed draft.
First line: Wolf on the other hill, howl
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12/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.491 | "On the Blind Bus"
Typed draft.
First line: Cool fog hands open
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12/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.492 | "Tonight"
Typed draft.
First line: Wolf on the other hill, howl
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12/8/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.492 | "On the Blind Bus"
Typed draft.
First line: A passenger on the strange
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12/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.493 | "North of Liberal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You open your mouth to say Wait!
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12/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.494 | "North of Liberal"
Typed draft.
First line: You open your mouth to say Wait!
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12/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.495 | "To Former Landowners in the Indian
Country"
Typed draft.
First line: In October these are the straight tongues
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11/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.496 | "Seasons in the Country"
Typed draft.
First line: When we unfasten the cabin door in
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11/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.497 | "For the Forty-Ninth State"
Typed draft.
First line: We limped: others did
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11/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.498 | "For the Forty-Ninth State Excuses,
Denials"
Typed draft.
First line: We limped, because others did
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11/10/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.499 | "Our Times Name"
Typed draft.
First line: Today Uncle Relevant has
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11/24/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.500 | "Old Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: We leaned back in the swing
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11/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.501 | "Back on the Coast after a Lecture Tour, the
Traveler Looks at On a Picture Sent by a Friend in Ohio"
Typed draft.
First line: The awakened water coming to touch
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.502 | "On a Picture Sent by a Friend in
Ohio"
Typed draft.
First line: Awakened water, come to
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1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.503 | "Thinking about Marriage
Misunderstanding"
Typed draft.
First line: We thought the wheels, then their
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11/16/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.504 | "People Who Went By in
Winter(2pp.)"
Typed draft.
First line: The morning man came in to report
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11/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.505 | "Last Visit"
Typed draft.
First line: At the time, we thought
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11/26/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.506 | "Buffalo Skull"
Handwritten draft.
First line: devoted to earth, I lay where the willows
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12/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.506 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bat once dreamed, upside down
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1/1/1969 |
Box: 12 | 68.507 | "Buffalo Skull Becoming Wordly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that we follow loss
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12/31/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.508 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bat upside down down in a cave
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12/30/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.509 | "Blackberries Are Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Blackberries are back. They cling by
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12/28/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.510 | "Perception"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am your voice, a milion voices
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12/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.511 | "Perception"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Averaging forward, the rain found us
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12/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.511 | "Perception"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The house where light fell
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12/25/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.512 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While hurled and held by thirst
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12/23/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.513 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the way, calling, our cousins
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12/22/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.514 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way to school we saw men with guns
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12/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.515 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody like a tired person travels
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12/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.516 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the lights came on, when when
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12/20/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.517 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whose lake is that long plate
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12/21/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.518 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the crowd and then the few
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12/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.519 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The close turn into our town
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12/19/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.520 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tye belief was like flying. You
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12/18/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.521 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as this flame life is
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12/15/1968 |
Box: 12 | 68.522 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In land or in water, small
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12/13/1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We shout. The chronicle of what
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12/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.1 | "Early Massacre"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Backward on the wagon
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12/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That year we heard a stillness in our
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12/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like wondering, the stars that year
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12/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can say devious when you
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12/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.4 | "Northern Politics Birch
Provinces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the hilly woods, in the different levels
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12/19/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not let any scene be red. Look north
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12/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.6 | "In Oregon, 1970"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Zigzag for its aim, a picture
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12/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day sprang. Now it is braced
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12/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.7 | "In Oregon, 1970"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Supoplied by caravans that camp
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12/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By whatever way, we walk through
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12/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the Lewiston climb I turned and gave
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12/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.10 | "Aldos Last Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most grass is in favor. Cynical thorns
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12/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.11 | "Aldos Last Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing was out there beyond except
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12/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.12 | "My Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just beyond Jerk you
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12/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.13 | "My Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where jerk was, break was
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12/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we spin close we follow
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12/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught out there alone on the yellow paper
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12/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Less yesterday the century moves
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12/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day like a breath leaned
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the years, she forgot
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10/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When wind hurries we wait
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11/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.19 | "Desert Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke in this valley goes around by old streaks
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10/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.20 | "You Dont Notice Till It Is Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Extravagant walker, he began to have
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10/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hunger will open this fist
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10/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few raindrops on the glass wakened
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10/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If a line turns, we follow, lest
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10/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.23 | "For a While"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the long cavern, after the candle
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10/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals are as good as a dream
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10/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.24 | "Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the little feet of the rain
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10/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Better than paint in the afternoon
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10/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heart, listen
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10/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.27 | "Swerve"
Typed draft.
First line: Halfway across a bridge one night
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.28 | "Report to Crazy Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Sioux were defeated. The rich
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12/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.29 | "Report to Crazy Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to a trap we celebrate
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12/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.30 | "Report to Crazy Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not fair to hide a new vision
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12/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.31 | "Report to Crazy Horse (2pp.)"
Typed draft.
First line: The Sioux were defeated. Our clan
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12/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An imitation room in an
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12/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mile and then another, seas
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12/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some other street had the sun
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12/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awake in your then sport face
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12/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.36 | "Shadows A Pattern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when the wolves came down
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12/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.37 | "Shadows"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when the wolves came down
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12/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.38 | "Early Massacre"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Backward on the wagon
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12/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.39 | "Querencia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the west is a picture wall
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1/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.40 | "Querencia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A house no specials in, a house
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1/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.41 | "Early Massacre"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It would be later, the party
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12/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.42 | "Old Standards"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We could go north
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12/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.43 | "Kinship"
Typed draft.
First line: In a wilderness at the end of a vine
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.44 | "The 1940s Since 1935"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mirror that saves the days
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.45 | "Beach Scene"
Typed draft.
First line: Rollers, beach travelers, turned water
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.46 | "The 1940s Since 1935"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And then where everyone was
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12/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.46 | "The 1940s Since 1935"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this long roomone breath wide
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.47 | "The 1940s Since 1935"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mirror decided to save. It held
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11/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.47 | "The 1940s Since 1935"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mirror that saved the days
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12/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.48 | "Moment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In breath, where kingdoms hide
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11/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.49 | "Seasons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First the rare birds are gone, then
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11/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.49 | "Beach Scene"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roller, beach traveler, turned water
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11/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.50 | "Waking at 3 a.m."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look now over what the darkness revealingly
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12/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.51 | "Waking at 3 a.m."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open but without light
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12/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.52 | "The 1940s Since 1935"
Typed draft.
First line: In this long room, one breath wide
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11/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.53 | "How the Real Bible Is Written"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Young, we painted our house and went into it
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12/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.54 | "Waking at 3 A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: Even in the cave of the night when you
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12/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.55 | "How the Real Bible Is Written"
Typed draft.
First line: Once we painted our house and went into it
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12/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.56 | "Waking at 3 a.m."
Typed draft.
First line: Even in the cave of the night when you
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12/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.57 | "Report to Crazy Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Sioux were defeated. Our clan
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12/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The speaker of blankets held one
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10/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We breathed Ohio, wandered the morning
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10/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was after light in a barn
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10/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.60 | "Once They Believed These
Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the wide forest surrounded
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10/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.61 | "Crystal"
Typed draft.
First line: A breath passes by in moonlight
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10/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.62 | "Crystal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the dry weeds, the mullein
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10/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No stain lasted on the river
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10/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.64 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: This year whispering on has found
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.65 | "Whever Anything Can Turn, Thought Can
Turn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The limitless edge that moves on as you
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9/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.66 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to something still, there was
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10/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.67 | "Little Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I woke up at the beach
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10/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.68 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We get up and pour the day slowly
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10/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.69 | "Little Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just before the wave and a long while after
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10/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of us come through the light
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11/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.71 | "Knife Dialogue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little knife said to the big knife
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10/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.72 | "Moment"
Typed draft.
First line: In breath, where kingdoms hide
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11/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.73 | "Knife Dialogue"
Typed draft.
First line: The little knife said to the big knife
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10/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.74 | "Desert Country"
Typed draft.
First line: How can old buildings
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10/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.75 | "The 1940s 1935"
Typed draft.
First line: In the mirror that saves the days
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11/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now jerking like a string
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10/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.77 | "Cloves"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever my enemies find, I have to face
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10/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.78 | "Cloves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He went there alone, the wilderness
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10/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.79 | "Days for the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Storms beat out our fire
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10/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.79 | "Cloves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have to eat the subtle mushroom
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10/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.80 | "Cloves"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever my enemies find, I have to face
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10/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.81 | "That Girl"
Typed draft.
First line: That girl was the truth one night
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10/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.82 | "That Girl"
Typed draft.
First line: That girl was the truth one night
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10/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.83 | "That Girl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a wasp uncertain
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10/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.84 | "Some Things I Wrote with the Ink I Borrowed
from Joseph Slater"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking carefully, my shoes remember
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.85 | "Some Things I Wrote with the Ink I Borrowed
from Joseph Slater"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking carefully, my shoes remember
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.86 | "Some Things I Wrote with the Ink I Borrowed
from Joseph Slater"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking carefully, that my shoes may
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.87 | "Some Things I Wrote with the Ink I Borrowed
from Joseph Slater"
Typed draft.
First line: A man quick in the head hurries
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.88 | "House Where the Books Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Night snow patrols the street, giving
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.89 | "Some Things I Wrote with the Ink I Borrowed
from Joseph Slater"
Typed draft.
First line: At Buffalo answers begin before
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.90 | "Things I Wrote with the Ink I Borrowed from
Joseph Slater"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, crows come, eloquent
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12/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.91 | "Summer Game"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the sunlight crossed your palm like
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.92 | "Out in the Garden"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Details, details, the mole says
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9/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.93 | "Wherever anything can turn, thought can turn
(two pages)"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever anything can turn, thought can turn
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9/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.94 | "Wherever anything can turn, thought can turn
"
Typed draft.
First line: These waves in my cup have taken me
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9/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.95 | "That Time of Year"
Typed draft.
First line: Mushrooms-- What can they hope for
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9/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.96 | "Wherever anything can turn, thought can
turn"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever anything can turn, thought can turn
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9/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.97 | "LIttle Room"
Typed draft.
First line: When I woke up at the beach
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10/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.98 | "All the Roads Taken"
Typed draft.
First line: At night I help the stars pinpoint
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.99 | "Galways New Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Close, where the unborn eyes begin to swim
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.100 | "Lake-Look"
Typed draft.
First line: The eerie eyes of proud people
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10/14/1952 |
Box: 13 | 69.101 | "In the Wide Quiet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far north where the radar spins
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9/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.102 | "In the Wide Quiet"
Typed draft.
First line: Far north where the radar spins, guards hear their ears
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9/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.103 | "In the Wide Quiet Meeting the New
Girl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far north where the radar spins
|
9/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.104 | "Meanwhile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close here, before the fir tap at the door
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9/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.104 | "In the Wide Quiet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once we are, He is
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9/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.105 | "In Fields That Hear You Walk
Tracks"
Typed draft.
First line: A line of tracks may wander, slant
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.106 | "Tracks "
Typed draft.
First line: Through the wild fields Father studied
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.107 | "Something to Say Near Livermore,
California"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind gives away flowers
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.108 | "Greater Than Reality Walk in the Wordsworth
Country"
Typed draft.
First line: I Walk the kingdom of my stupid feet
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.109 | "Greater Than Reality Walk in the Wordsworth
Country"
Typed draft.
First line: I Walk the kingdom of
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.110 | "MIssion of X4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knicks in the boards, the sound of their heels
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9/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.111 | "At the Hollow Caves"
Typed draft.
First line: The statue we heard sing was from
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.112 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It locks into the breathing of your thoughts
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.113 | "Having a Vacation"
Typed draft.
First line: If you dont look up now and then
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.114 | "Visitor Speaks"
Typed draft.
First line: What you expect is what you know
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.115 | "Cheering Thought Near Jackass
Flats"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It could all have been rock
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5/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.115 | "Reflection"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If Pavlovs right all
|
5/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.116 | "In a Museum in the Capital When We Think
Were Free"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of the sharks tiny brain
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.117 | "Looking at Any Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: When Buddha tapped a stone
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.118 | "For a Monument for Those without
Monuments"
Typed draft.
First line: Unsaid, the action where we fall
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.119 | "Tentatively"
Typed draft.
First line: Whether we are relevant,
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.120 | "Reno"
Typed draft.
First line: Mouth, hands, and cascade hair--
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.120 | "Economics"
Typed draft.
First line: No one own even a
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.120 | "March in Cleveland"
Typed draft.
First line: Sunday night late a city
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.121 | "Mission of X4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knicks in the boards, the sounds
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9/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.122 | "My Application"
Typed draft.
First line: The committee bends over my trip
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.122 | "At Ghost Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: This is a place where tumbleweeds meet
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.123 | "At Ghost Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just a guest here, the host invites
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.124 | "For the Governor McCall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I think how heartbeat by heartbeat
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9/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.125 | "For the Governor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before a word and after a word the world
|
9/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.126 | "Your Life"
Typed draft.
First line: There had to be people troubling you. Often
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9/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.127 | "Your Life"
Typed draft.
First line: There had to be people troubling you. Often
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9/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.128 | "Your LIfe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were to be people troubling you. Often
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9/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.129 | "All the Roads Taken Midwestern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night I help the stars pinpoint
|
9/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The road snaps open beyond Bend
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9/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.130 | "All the Roads Taken"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every star pinpoints a part of you
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9/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.131 | "Summer Game"
Typed draft.
First line: In Yukon Territory we looked for
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.132 | "In This Traffic, in This Time (2
pp)"
Typed draft.
First line: Let the car turn, gleam, be the Cadillac
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9/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.133 | "In This Traffic, in This Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we give it back and forth
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9/19/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.134 | "In This Traffic, in This Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Art that happens, and life that
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9/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.135 | "In This Traffic, in This Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many careful attacks come every day
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9/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.136 | "Waking in the Midwest Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Some sound the trees hear turned their throats
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9/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.136 | "It Is Given"
Typed draft.
First line: The look of winter comes through the woods
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9/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.137 | "Waking in Kansas "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some sound the trees hear turned their throats
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9/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.138 | "It Is Given"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The look of winter comes through the woods
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9/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.139 | "My Application"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The committee bends over my trip
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.140 | "Summer Game"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Yukon Territory we looked for
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9/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.141 | "In an Old Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This boy whose eyes cant hide
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9/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.142 | "Doodled While Counseling a
Student"
Typed draft.
First line: They say we learn by judicious
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.143 | "No More School"
Typed draft.
First line: No more school: the landscape has turned
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.144 | "That Time of Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you remember
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9/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.145 | "Your Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you go over that ridge you look
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9/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surprise at the end of every
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9/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lanes of the sky and a few stars find
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9/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Metal in the fire where we are
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9/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We let the day jump all the fences
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9/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The air already carried
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9/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard the old town move when you said it
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9/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Which way the wind preferred, the grass
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9/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wont be there
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9/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gravel comes down
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9/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.154 | "All the Way Round"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This rabbit found fear at its birth
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8/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.154 | "Persuasion River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river said nobody had to
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8/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.155 | "After Apollo, After Mariner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because you flew so far, luck
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8/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.156 | "After Apollo, After Mariner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their stern voices will make
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8/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.156 | "All the Way Round"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This rabbit cringed at birth
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8/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we turned a song
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8/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between beats, where the judge is
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8/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.159 | "In Bronte Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Lightning scribbled a misery vine
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8/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.160 | "In the Bronte Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Lightning scribbled its misery vine
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8/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.161 | "In Bronte Country "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lightning in the clouds drives
|
8/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.162 | "Days for the World"
Typed draft.
First line: That the world have days
|
10/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After I left you, little corners
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8/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of a flaw in my eyes
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8/19/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we turned into plains country
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8/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night stopped all windows
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8/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my foot stepped on fear; the engine
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8/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.168 | "Zest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down those aisles, copper pine
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8/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.169 | "Last Sentence Stolen from a Poem by Ingrid
Wendt"
Typed draft.
First line: They say, talking at the club when they
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.170 | "Camping in the Redwoods"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember when the dirt loved us too
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.171 | "Galway Kinnells New Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Close, where the unborn eyes begin to swim
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.171 | "While we Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: While I frittered around
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.172 | "How to Live with a Volcano"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be alert
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9/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.173 | "Artist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I press my handprint
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8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.173 | "Tracks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One line of tracks left the snow
|
8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.174 | "Original Idea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came. All you know is
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8/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.174 | "New Family from Chicago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their cat comes on little fog feet
|
8/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.175 | "How to Live with a Volcano"
Typed draft.
First line: Be alert
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9/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.176 | "Mission of X4"
Typed draft.
First line: The knicks in the boards
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9/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.177 | "Meanwhile"
Typed draft.
First line: Close here, before the fur tap at the door
|
9/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.178 | "Dream"
Typed draft.
First line: I scramble far to a niche
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.179 | "Girl Daddy Used to Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter adopted her
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.180 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of history hurts while it happens
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8/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This year whispering on has found
|
8/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.182 | "Once They Believed These
Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: And the wide forest surrounded
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10/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.183 | "Notes from a Summer Abroad"
Typed draft.
First line: The moon, that had Gods name and wore
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.184 | "North of Imperia, Italy"
Typed draft.
First line: Napoleon could not capture the olive trees
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.185 | "With the Gift of a Compass"
Typed draft.
First line: Under a guided light this gift
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.186 | "Notes In the Bronte Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Emilys room looks out on the graves
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.187 | "Moment"
Typed draft.
First line: It happens lonely--no one
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.188 | "Questions to Ask in Salzburg"
Typed draft.
First line: Are people outside The Church ever honored
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.189 | "Waking After a Vacation Trip"
Typed draft.
First line: Halfway through the mountains where
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.189 | "In Hagenback Park"
Typed draft.
First line: For days I forget that stars in the zoo
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.190 | "Trying to Remember a Town"
Typed draft.
First line: After out trip there was a town we lost
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.191 | "Late at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night our car admires a wet road
|
8/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.192 | "Wind World"
Typed draft.
First line: One time Wind World
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.193 | "Milton Game"
Typed draft.
First line: We are lost with all that was best
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.193 | "California in 1969"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone is running
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.194 | "Yeah, They Hurt"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes the ends of my fingers
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.195 | "Reading Augustines Confessions"
Typed draft.
First line: Agile, the young Hippo, admired by Grace,
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.196 | "Driving Late at Night (2 pp)"
Typed draft.
First line: At night our car admires a wet road
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8/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.197 | "Looking Looks at Any Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: When Buddha tapped a stone
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.197 | "In a Museum in the Capital Intellectual
Freedom"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of the sharks tiny brain
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.198 | "For the Shtick People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At birth launched into this light
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8/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.199 | "For the Shtick people"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I find one leaf racing along the beach
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8/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.200 | "For the Shtick People"
Typed draft.
First line: At birth, launched into this light
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8/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.201 | "For the Shtick People"
Typed draft.
First line: At birth, launched into this light
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8/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.202 | "In a Museum in the Capital Intellectual
Freedom When We Think Were Free"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of the sharks tiny brain
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.203 | "Today"
Typed draft.
First line: Songs wrap into a storm
|
1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.203 | "After Apollo, After Mariner"
Typed draft.
First line: You flew so far luck has
|
8/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.203 | "Tracks In Fields That Hear You Walk (2
pp)"
Typed draft.
First line: You find a line of tracks that slant
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8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.204 | "Tracks In Fields That Hear You Walk (2
pp)"
Typed draft.
First line: A line of tracks that slant
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8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.205 | "Tracks In Fields That Hear Us Walk (2
pp)"
Typed draft.
First line: A line of tracks may wander, slant
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8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.206 | "Tracks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I still sing as I go
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8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.207 | "Tracks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Imagine a line of tracks that slant
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8/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.208 | "Tracks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers awake all night, the sun will come true
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8/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.209 | "Tracks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With the flowers, awake all night
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8/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.210 | "Notes From a Summer Abroad At Home After a
Trip to Europe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The moon, that had Gods name and wore Gods light
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8/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.211 | "For a Monument for Those without
Monuments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unsaid, the battles where we fell
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7/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slow lake turns itself in the sun
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7/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.213 | "At Crow Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Crow Island the others drew back
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7/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the globe the light made we lost
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7/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.215 | "It Happens Lonely"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happens lonely--no one,
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7/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.216 | "It Happens Lonely"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happens lonely--no one,
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7/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In invisible sorrow I walk
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7/25/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a light. It had Gods name
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7/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place for noise to end, a thousand
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7/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pieces of the light broke off at each leaf
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7/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An ocean came for us. We scrambled beyond
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7/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One lane with trees, blinking streams of sun
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7/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across the city, only the children
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7/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The July 12 Day
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7/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Learning to find the places one must find
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7/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.226 | "At Blea Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waves that hasten turn to
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7/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.227 | "Relics from Abroad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are you the one who
|
7/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.228 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lot more things are true...
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7/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.229 | "At Crow Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Crow Island the feathers draw back
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7/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait in the city, the wild shadow
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7/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.231 | "In Hagenback Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bear walked for its life, helping
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6/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.232 | "Waking After a Vacation Trip"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Halfway through the mountains where
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6/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slant, slow, sure beam traveled
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6/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.234 | "At a House in Salzburg Where He
Lived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It locks into the breathing of your thought
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6/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.235 | "Questions to Ask in Salzburg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are people outside the Church ever honored
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6/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You will meet people who will grant
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6/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.237 | "North of Imperia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Napoleon could not capture the olive trees
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6/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.238 | "North of Imperia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you cross the mountains, you will pass
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6/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.239 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today the weather cleared
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6/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.240 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing the cemeteries
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6/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We crossed a land so old its roots have
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6/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A vine at large in the churchyard, confused among
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6/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our broken road mends when
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6/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could come back still after
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6/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about York, someone wise
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6/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thread we follow no one spun
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6/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.247 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slope at a church...
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6/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, where you are, all that was
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6/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So long, someone
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6/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As if a cliff could dream, those mountains
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6/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On each farm there was a well
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7/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are you the one who held luggage
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6/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.253 | "To a Son With the Gift of a
Compass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under a guided light this gift
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6/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone in a room near York, a sparrow
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6/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.255 | "Notes In the Bronte Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sampler by each daughter fades
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6/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.256 | "Notes In the Bronte Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She tried to do what moss had
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6/25/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.257 | "Tentatively"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of the morning mist the near things
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5/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.258 | "In a Museum in the Capital"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of the sharks tiny brain
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5/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The welt and the roseit is across the canyon
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5/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.260 | "Saving the Appearances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steps we heard, then away, then
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5/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.261 | "Back from the Circuit"
Typed draft.
First line: With a sound of green
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.261 | "Hands"
Typed draft.
First line: A little circle
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.262 | "Thistle Flower Along Ishis
River"
Typed draft.
First line: The water is different, but
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.263 | "A Preface for Galway Kinnells New
Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time at the end of your life
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5/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.264 | "While We Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They were busy all over the world
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5/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are on the worlds side
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5/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.266 | "Fritz Brombergers Son"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place he crawled to
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5/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.267 | "Expression for the Face That will Say How Far
Heaven Is, but Start from Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whever you go, your face
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5/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.268 | "(list of addresses)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Janet Harrison...
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who do not say anything
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5/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.270 | "Wind World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time Wind World
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5/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.271 | "Wind World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind World made such friends with
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5/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the high forest those little old
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5/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.273 | "Why It Is All Right to Live in
Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is all right to live in Oregon
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5/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wedges of bird song taper into canyons
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5/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.275 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where it will be...
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5/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stand by any street, blow
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5/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.277 | "In a Museum in the Capital"
Handwritten draft.
First line: His thought comes down like a snowflake
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5/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.278 | "In a Museum in the Capital From the
Tower"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He thinks of the sharks tiny brain
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5/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.279 | "Looks at Any Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Buddha tapped a gray rock
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5/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.280 | "Looks at Any Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Buddha tapped a gray stone
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5/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.281 | "Having a Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you dont look up you are
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5/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.282 | "Having a About Our Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you dont look up, you are
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5/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.283 | "Visitor Speaks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you expect is what you know
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5/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.284 | "Trying to Remember a Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After our trip there was a town we lost
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5/31/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.285 | "At the Hollow Caves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The statue we heard sing was from
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5/31/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.286 | "Looks at Any Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am on a rock...
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5/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.287 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight we dined...
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5/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.288 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold still...
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5/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.288.1 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: History ripped across...
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5/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.289 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Sound goes deep
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.290 | "Comparative Costs"
Typed draft.
First line: Parasites, its this
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.291 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Like what they are, leaf patterns
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.292 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Typed draft.
First line: Casting her tiny vote, my mother said
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.293 | "Great Circle"
Typed draft.
First line: Look. We are close. We are
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11/20/1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.294 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The flower that bows to itself
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.295 | "In the Southwest"
Typed draft.
First line: Geronimo ate cactus
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.296 | "Morning Grace"
Typed draft.
First line: When the family bow for grace it is
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.297 | "Fragment of Autobiography"
Typed draft.
First line: Why over like woe in the old roof
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1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But he kept the sea between all the parts
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4/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.299 | "Idea One Evening at the Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you think of a line as
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frequently a slit snowflake
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4/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It waited, what that country did. I worried
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4/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever what is
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4/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the color holds the light
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4/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where April tickles at the branch end
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4/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is this leaf. I went in
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4/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear all, see all, tellpart
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4/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.304 | "Apology for Our President"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Since we have assumed him
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4/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.305 | "Reno"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finessed by ads, they buy
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4/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the dogwood one man explored
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4/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.307 | "(two pages)"
Typed draft.
First line: No more school: Look out
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.308 | "Back from the Circuit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The country peeled back and went inside out behind
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4/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.309 | "Hands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little circle
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4/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.309 | "Thistle Flower Along Ishis
River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The water is different, but
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4/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.310 | "Thistle Flower Along Ishis
River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe the water has changed
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4/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.311 | "Walk in the Wordsworth Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even the light in this room can find
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4/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.312 | "Last Serntence Stolen from a Poem by Ingrid
Wendt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person at one of the schools placed
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4/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light has clawed old barns, all sides. At first
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4/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.314 | "Girl Daddy Used to Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When our family moved away
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4/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.315 | "Girl Daddy Used to Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter adopted her
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4/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.316 | "Girl Daddy Used to Know"
Typed draft.
First line: My father thought: The Twentieth Century
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4/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.317 | "Girl Daddy Used to Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter adopted her
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4/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is no form these hills can have to solve
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4/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.318 | "Girl Daddy Used to Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter adopted her
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4/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.319 | "Yeah, They Hurt"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes the ends of my fingers
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.319 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Someone comes out of a picture
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.320 | "Dream"
Typed draft.
First line: I scramble
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2/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.321 | "Coast Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stilts of gull cry walk
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.322 | "Milton Game"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are lost with a friend beyond
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.322 | "This Is Something Th ey To Say Near
Livermore, California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It gave away flowers
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.322 | "This Is Something Th ey To Say Near
Livermore, California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say we will not see
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4/19/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.323 | "In California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves let thelight wash them
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.323 | "In California ,1969"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone is running
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone let himself live in the quaint
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4/17/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marchers in the snow, long green overcoats
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4/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.325 | "The Milton Game "
Handwritten draft.
First line: (title only)
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4/16/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.326 | "Camping In the Redwoods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when the dirt loved us?
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4/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.327 | "Camping In the Redwoods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even the dirt loves us
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4/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.328 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I couldnt quite believe itthe old friends
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4/21/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.329 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quail in the California rocks
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4/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.330 | "Doodled While Counseling a
Student"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We learn by judicious walking on
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4/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.331 | "Last Serntence Stolen from a Poem by Ingrid
Wendt"
Typed draft.
First line: They say, when they dine at the club
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4/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.332 | "Reading The Augustines Confessions
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Agile, the young Hippo
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4/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.333 | "Yeah, They Hurt"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes the ends of my fingers
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Box: 13 | 69.334 | "Miton Game"
Typed draft.
First line: We are lost with all that was best
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.335 | "Miton Game"
Typed draft.
First line: We are lost with all that was best
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.335 | "in California, 1969"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone is running
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4/18/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.336 | "Last Serntence Stolen from a Poem by Ingrid
Wendt"
Typed draft.
First line: They say, talking at the club when they
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4/20/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.337 | "Old Man on Burnside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the jail at Phoenix one day we studied
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3/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.338 | "No More School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come where the wind blows, wind blows
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3/31/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.338 | "No More School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I put this day down and
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4/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.339 | "No More School Grownups"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They heard a whistle in their world
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3/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.340 | "No More School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone like this in the field, you begin to love
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3/30/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.341 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you think of the wanderers home
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3/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.342 | "March in Cleveland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late Sunday night
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3/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.343 | "Imagination"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look over a hill as the sun does
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3/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.344 | "Old Man on Burnside"
Typed draft.
First line: In the jail at Phoenix one day I studied
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3/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.345 | "Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where your hand was when you were
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3/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.346 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When she mentioned....
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3/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dead tree that whines
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3/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.348 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every thread pulls, Newton said
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3/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.349 | "Economics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one owns
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3/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.349 | "No More School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No more teachers: you grow round
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3/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.350 | "No More School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No more school: look out
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3/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.350 | "No More School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A scarecrow with happy arms can scream its
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3/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.351 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The rich old Eskimo pointing
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.352 | "PersuasionRiver"
Typed draft.
First line: The river says nobody has to
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8/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.352 | "Sunningdale Road"
Typed draft.
First line: A tree and its window offer
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.353 | "PersuasionRiver"
Typed draft.
First line: The river says nobody has to
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8/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.353 | "Sunningdale Road"
Typed draft.
First line: A tree and its window offered
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1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.353 | "All the Way Round"
Typed draft.
First line: A rabbit falls into fear at its birth
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8/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.354 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first lightly...
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3/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.355 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark hat, thin flakes of snow
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3/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the birds come back one place
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2/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the teachers window a street
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2/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone comes out of a picture
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2/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.358 | "Yeah, They Hurt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the ends of my fingers
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2/2/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.359 | "At Grand Junction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is winter. Contact spray is drifting
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2/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.360 | "Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning I scramble
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2/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like still, the leaves come
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2/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yours are in the woods. Questioned at the door
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2/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a stream that waited
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2/25/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we know should come
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2/26/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the river went the courtier wilows
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2/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.366 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: NCTE lecture topics
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2/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.367 | "Day in the City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The crowd shifts its feet
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3/1/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.368 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear a whistle slide
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2/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you look far enough there
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2/14/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you think of the wanderers home
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2/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We live close to many sites
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2/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.371 | "Corrected by Moss"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the bell paperweight about to turn over
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1/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.372 | "Corrected by Moss"
Typed draft.
First line: In the bell paperweight about to turn over
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1/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.373 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Casting her tiny vote, my mother said
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1/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.374 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Typed draft.
First line: Casting her tiny vote, my mother said
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1/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.375 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Typed draft.
First line: Casting her tiny vote, my mother said
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1/8/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.376 | "To Walk Anywhere in the World (2
pp.)"
Typed draft.
First line: To walk anywhere in the world
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1/31/1968 |
Box: 13 | 69.377 | "Translation of Some Paintings by Marc
Chagall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was listening to Jim or Audrey
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1/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.378 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The flower that bows to itself
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1/22/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.379 | "In the Southwest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geronimo ate cactus
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1/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.380 | "Paolo and Francesca"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the eye in, after the touch of
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1/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.380 | "Coast Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stilts of gull cry
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1/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.381 | "Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I have given every sound
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1/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.381 | "Twilight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These island bits of consciousness
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1/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.382 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: at the lake where most people stop
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1/12/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.383 | "Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the bright day, cut out and set
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1/13/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.384 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where do you suppose the relations
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1/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.384 | "Comparative Costs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Parasites, its this
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1/11/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.385 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to us, the next help, the opened
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1/9/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.385 | "Twanging the Barb Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was going to be the right size
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1/10/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.386 | "Estrangement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the rain came for us
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1/7/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.387 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open at the leaf where winter
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1/6/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.388 | "Time and Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time we must accept, now, now
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1/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the rivers hurrying: thats when
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1/4/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To decide, the task: I decide, then
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1/5/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.389 | "Time and Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time we must accept, now, now
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1/3/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like what they are, leaf patterns
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1/24/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.391 | "Fragment of autobiography"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why be here like woe in the old roof
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1/29/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.392 | "Morning Grace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the family bow for grace it is
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1/28/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.393 | "Morning Grace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we heard scratch it was money
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1/27/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.394 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aloof as reason, the loom-search
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1/23/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.395 | "In the Southwest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before Geronimo ate cactus he lived there
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1/15/1969 |
Box: 13 | 69.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Since they have been here, we cannot be
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1/30/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.1 | "The Summer School Picnic at Haystack Rock,
July 21, 1970"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the light by the river, before the light
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7/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.1 | "Picnic at Haystack Rock 21 July
1970"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Burden of hurt rocks, landslide
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7/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.2 | "At Cannon Beach the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you fall out of the way and fall
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.3 | "At the Coast Quiet Day at the
Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: If you fall out of the way and fall
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.4 | "Picnic at Haystack Roack 21 July
1970"
Typed draft.
First line: That song pooled on after it ended. Cold
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7/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the book in your hand
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4/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Particle by particle, dunes of events
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7/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I open a book, and am afraid: every page
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7/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.7 | "At the Coast (2) Quiet Day at the
Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: While a few of the minnows left over from
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.8 | "At the Coast (1) Quiet Day at the
Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: If you fall out of the way, and fall
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.9 | "Picnic at Haystack Rock 21 July
1970"
Typed draft.
First line: That song burned on, after it ended. Cold
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7/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.10 | "Sayings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wonder, sometimes,
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7/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.11 | "Fanatic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For an hour he screamed out
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7/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.12 | "Mr. Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quietly at the edge of parties
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7/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.13 | "Fanatic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He molded clay while he talked
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7/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.14 | "Their Boy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I remember their shadows on the wall
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7/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.15 | "Eagle on the Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eagle on the corner selling flags
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7/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.16 | "Yucca Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the hills today if you bow
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7/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.17 | "Yucca Flowers"
Typed draft.
First line: In the hills today if you bowed
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7/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.18 | "Eagle on the Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An eagle on the corner selling flags
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7/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.18 | "Along Like Fish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fish that swim deny, the way we
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7/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.19 | "Limber Gulls Owning the Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Limber gulls owning their wind
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7/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see the people around you-
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7/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a whisper, not a shout
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7/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we met a phonograph sang
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7/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.21 | "Back Then "
Handwritten draft.
First line: They thought it was on this earth
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7/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.22 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: That night we met, a phonograph sang,
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7/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.22 | "Back Then"
Typed draft.
First line: They thought it was on this earth
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7/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.23 | "Along Like Fish"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night I watched you swim and lend the water
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7/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.24 | "Where to Read the Headlines"
Typed draft.
First line: The tall grass is marching--foxtail
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7/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.25 | "Their Boy"
Typed draft.
First line: I remember their shadow on the wall
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.26 | "Eagle on the Corner"
Typed draft.
First line: An eagle on the corner selling flags
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7/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.27 | "Limber Gulls Owning Their Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: In my sleep they take place, each with
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7/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.28 | "Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: When the earth doesnt move, when the sky
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7/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.29 | "Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: We feel something
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7/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No street you live holds the line
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7/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It began to gasp, the creature fed on
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7/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.30 | "Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down low here, we feel something
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7/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.31 | "Earth (concl.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I know the motions of this great friend
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7/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.31 | "Where to Read the Headlines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wild plants are marching - foxtail running
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7/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Off in those islands only the birds
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A captain, an angel, and a chief
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7/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.33 | "Quiet Day at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down under the bridge the current is
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls hit that silence and come through
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7/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves then often left too.
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7/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The far spread wing in the wind story
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7/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the sea comes racing where the dunes
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7/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.37 | "At Arlington Cemetary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we turn quietly after we pass
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7/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The whole night hears anything that
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7/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here come the clouds, the large friends
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7/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In measure, love will answer love
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7/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.39 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That big room where love went by
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7/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.40 | "Finding Help in a Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came gull weather, then
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7/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the clock begins to say
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7/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the apple, the world. Brown bark
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7/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are these miles yours?
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7/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From their place on the big rock
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7/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.43 | "People of the South Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know where the main river
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6/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.43 | "Running the Owyhee River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when a canyon opened
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6/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.44 | "Lucy, Summer Nights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From her fair turn through
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6/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.45 | "Focusing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We go down near enough to care
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6/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.45 | "Visit to Haworth All My Life}"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now all through my life
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6/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That could bethe whole earth
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6/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge I learn.
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6/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.47 | "Lucy, Summer Night"
Typed draft.
First line: From her fair turn through
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6/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.48 | "From People of the South Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: One day sun found a new canyon
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6/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.49 | "From People of the South Wind
2"
Typed draft.
First line: You know where the main river
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6/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.50 | "notes for Hudson Review"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The difference between...
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6/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.51 | "People of the South Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day sun found a new canyon
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6/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now it is stillness, that then
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6/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the river I am on
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6/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breathe and be. Little breath
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6/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear you, but not the world; and it
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5/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.54 | "Crows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crows at evening come home down
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5/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we touch these days is
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6/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light replies before the dark speaks
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6/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.56 | "Summer School Picnic at Haystack Roack, July
21, 1970"
Typed draft.
First line: That scene caught all of us
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6/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.57 | "Summer School Picnic at Haystack Roack, July
21, 1970"
Typed draft.
First line: Before the light drained away
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6/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.58 | "Tennis with the Net Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The big taboo truck moved
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5/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.59 | "All the New Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: One song at a time we crossed
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5/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.60 | "All the New Mornings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One song at a time, we crossed
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5/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.61 | "Beyond {west from Pawnee Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard the gray wind in the sage land
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5/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.62 | "Sycamores"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves hold the night a while, then accept
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5/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.63 | "Scholar"
Typed draft.
First line: The dance your life is
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.64 | "Scholar"
Typed draft.
First line: The dance your life is, catches
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.65 | "Juniper Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: People of the south wind
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.66 | "Juniper Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: People of the south wind
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.67 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: the earth heels after some star. Maybe
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5/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They found some kind of leaf
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5/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.68 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Neighbor sky, do you have plans
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5/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.69 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day we will go far and be
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5/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.70 | "Scholar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your many universes, scholar, we
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.70 | "Juniper Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Patient little old men, juniper trees
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5/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.71 | "Sycamores"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at the leaves, being. I will follow
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5/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.71 | "Best Show in Vegas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best show in Palm Springs was
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5/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.72 | "Crossing the Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We let the little animals call
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5/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.73 | "Beyond Pawnee Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: From here, the West inherits its own
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5/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.73 | "Crossing the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: We let the little animals call
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5/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.74 | "Scholar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, the dance one does
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.75 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surfaced by names, we found a Texas river
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5/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The part you make will have its
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5/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.77 | "Scholar"
Typed draft.
First line: The dance your life is catches
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.78 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The part you make will have its
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5/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.79 | "Tennis with the Net Down"
Typed draft.
First line: The big taboo truck moved
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5/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.80 | "Scholar"
Typed draft.
First line: The dance your life is catches
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.81 | "For the Party of the Third Part"
Typed draft.
First line: We knew your house before we ever
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.81 | "Crossing the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: The little aimals call
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5/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.82 | "Beyond Pawnee Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: From here on The West inherits its own
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5/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.83 | "In December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter has a street. I hear it
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5/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.83 | "After That Sound, After That
Sight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After that sound we werent persons
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5/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.84 | "Juniper Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: People of the south wind
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5/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.85 | "Sycamore"
Typed draft.
First line: Look at the leaves, being
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5/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.86 | "The Best Show in Vegas"
Typed draft.
First line: The best show in Las Vegas was
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5/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.87 | "All the New Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: One sonfg at a time we crossed
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5/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.88 | "At From Hole-in-the-Ground (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: At that big bowl with rock
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.89 | "At From Hole-in-the-Ground (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day I will go far and be like him
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.90 | "Crows"
Typed draft.
First line: You know a crow, you know a character
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5/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.91 | "Crossing the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: Little animals call
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5/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.92 | "At from Hole in the Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: This year began
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We chose our smiles, paid them
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5/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.93 | "In the Middle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man I was (he lives) will
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5/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.94 | "At the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every wave has
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5/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.94 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have closed,, dear friends
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5/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.95 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: A leaf wall approaches us. I remember how free
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5/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.96 | "In Touchs Kingdom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other. We do not hold each other
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4/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.97 | "In Touchs Kingdom"
Typed draft.
First line: I use my stupid self
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4/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.98 | "That Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How they fell for days, headlong flaming
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4/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.99 | "That Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid, they left their skin
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4/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.100 | "Secret Words That Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If they hurt enough we will let them out, we assure
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4/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.101 | "That Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That unusual leaf told us
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4/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.102 | "That Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aspen leaves have heard
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4/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.103 | "That Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birdseed sprouted - it was blue
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4/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we saw was only
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4/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass has found the tide
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4/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.105 | "Revolutionists Nightmare"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a place with brown
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4/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.106 | "Song Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Guitar string is
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4/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.106 | "After All These Years"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there in the night every star
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4/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.107 | "Song Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Guitar string is
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4/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the dogs trot by every morning they have
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4/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first the leaves can hardly meet
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4/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When God played, the winners
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4/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.110 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Once where we lived - but we didnt know
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.111 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Sleet on the parkway, slant against
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.112 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I left you rich by the Cheyenne prairie
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4/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.112 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down through that prairie, into that world
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4/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.113 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the animals heard, a hawk
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4/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.114 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down there where the giant begins
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4/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.114 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want to hear that place and be that song
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4/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.115 | "Return"
Typed draft.
First line: Back of the rodeo grounds mountains
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.116 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: For me, Dear Friends, please accept
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.117 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: Once where we lived, people of the
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.118 | "Scholar at From
Hole-in-the-Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: At Hole in the Ground we
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.119 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: You snap on the big set, the desert
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the talk, several voices
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3/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.120 | "Special from Our Earth
Correspondent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the heads in the room began to argue
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3/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.120v | "Sometimes Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When first I heard the little song
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3/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.121 | "Sometimes Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold big room, no one home
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3/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.122 | "Visit to Northland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the Little Sioux the shy air
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3/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.122 | "Apostle Islands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One brother cold as a wave
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3/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.123 | "Aquarium at Seaside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surface of night, glass along the deep
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2/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the flakes, among the others
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2/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a singer on skis, the plane
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3/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to the wall, and then quick
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3/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How many times a bird has called
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3/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.126 | "Poet as a Young Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sky sent a snowflake
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3/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along here the glance begins to mean
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3/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rapids of Main
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3/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.129 | "That Moment in the Early Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around each brick in the walls the hands
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3/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.130 | "Meeting a Certain Scholar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The shadow that never ends is
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3/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every street wants to have its picture taken
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3/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Busy at some inner task, she
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3/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.133 | "From the Bengali"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There have always been tigers, and they
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3/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the streaming eave where the air
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3/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.135 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Laurie Gapko...
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3/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We link-jump what was. Now other
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3/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost where the lakes are, days
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3/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.138 | "At the Apostle Islands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We would have a sled with a sail
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3/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Keep us and then send one. Let him
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3/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Favor, sky favor, daylight
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3/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If all else quiets, no wind, no
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3/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.141 | "Traveler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miles through the cold, a flake
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3/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.141 | "Elegy for Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now. A place. And a person
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3/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.142 | "Visit to Northland"
Typed draft.
First line: At the Little Sioux, shy air breathes
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3/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.143 | "From Our Earth Correspondent"
Typed draft.
First line: All the heads in the room began to argue
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3/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.144 | "Sometimes Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes Wind comes with a knife, skims
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3/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.145 | "Wind Sled Sledding North Over the Ice on Lake
Superior"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under us flash the deep, cold
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3/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.146 | "Aldos Last Words"
Typed draft.
First line: When the sentires came over to talk about
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12/11/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.147 | "Aldos Last words"
Typed draft.
First line: Nothing was out there beyond except
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12/11/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.148 | "Aldos Last Words"
Typed draft.
First line: Mostly, grass is in favor.
|
12/11/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.148v | "Aquarium at Seaside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surface of night, glass against
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2/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.149 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: After we pass and admire the quiet, the pond
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3/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.150 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Favor, sky favor, dawnlight, and again
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.150 | "January At the Apostle Islands"
Typed draft.
First line: We would have a sled with a sail
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3/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.150 | "Aquarium at Seaside"
Typed draft.
First line: Surface of night, glass along the deep
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2/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.151 | "Artist Poet as a Young Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Sky sent a snowflake to find me
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3/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.151 | "That Moment in the Early Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: In the night the ultimate room discovers
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3/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.151 | "Elegy"
Typed draft.
First line: Time: Now
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3/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.152 | "Wind Sled Over the Ice on Lake
Superior"
Typed draft.
First line: Under us flash the deep, cold
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3/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.151 | "Wind Sled on Lake Superior"
Typed draft.
First line: Under us flash the deep, cold
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3/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once turned a little, one turns inward
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3/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The protective lichen, and then gray for
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3/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a curve that fell and made
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3/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.154 | "Beyond the Pines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out where the pines end, their green
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3/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not in the home but alert, trying to
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3/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.155 | "Beyond the Pines"
Typed draft.
First line: Out where the pines end, their green
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3/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What my mother suspected is now
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2/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have learned everything needed
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2/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.157 | "Poesy: 1970"
Handwritten draft.
First line: some day, dreamers, we will still never meet. The clock
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2/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.158 | "Hatbrim Judgment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, disguised as myself, I enter their city
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2/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was over the veins, the window
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2/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.160 | "Late at the Hospital"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The candle so silent, then the sound
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2/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the exact line where I dream down
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2/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turned round in the opposite world
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2/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across like a big bird, every day
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2/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The one I remember best said
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2/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.164 | "Preservers The Burden Picture
Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I happened along the shadow side
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2/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.165 | "Staying Put"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around here part of the air comes
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2/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time the clouds came
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2/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.167 | "Along the Alsea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As I was going to tell you anyway
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2/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.168 | "Rich Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I drink it for luck
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2/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why not gray for a sky?
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2/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The average tree, invisible
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2/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We want you for goodby
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2/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No better witness than the tumbled
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2/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.173 | "Late at the Hospital"
Typed draft.
First line: The candle so silent, then the sound
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2/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.174 | "Hatbrim Judgment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, disguised as myself, I enter their city
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2/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.175 | "This Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A long time before it came, this day
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2/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.176 | "This Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Something began to come to me
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2/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.177 | "This Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Something began to come to me
|
2/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.178 | "This Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This day comes true for us from farther
|
2/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.179 | "Burden Picture Man"
Typed draft.
First line: That time I happened along the
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2/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.180 | "Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We dont care whether it is
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2/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.181 | "Here"
Typed draft.
First line: We dont care whether it is
|
2/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.181 | "Burden Picture Man"
Typed draft.
First line: That time I happened along the shadows
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2/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.181 | "On That Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were so poor the
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2/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.182 | "On That Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: Those birds came down the
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2/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.183 | "Event at Big Eddy"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the whole weight of the river
|
1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Instructed by bluejays a few places
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2/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today they have found the god
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2/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves wait wind or a puppy
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2/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the main end of a branch, a few
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2/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well, one shadow on it, a line
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2/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It opens; the rain opens along
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2/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go to a corner of a church and hide
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2/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you breathe, days tell you a story
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2/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the leaves crossed and then
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2/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I live in the ocean. Anything that
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2/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I will be there - the river, the last
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1/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound of that house, boards waking
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1/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I gave a party; then
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1/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rose gave a party
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1/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.196 | "With the Gift of a Flower, for the First
Birthday of the Computer of Humble Oil on the North Slope of
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every tree in Canada
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1/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, swinging the heavy bell, I would
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1/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.197 | "At the Old Ranchhouse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cold on the old ranchhouses
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1/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spread like a tree, the ready
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1/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This hidden story no one believes
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1/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One stride, mountain, mountain
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1/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water has ropes that reach toward shore
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1/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went on far, forever into
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1/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.201 | "Old Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We looked a slow bargain: our days
|
1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Behind where the cold was, and alone, I woke
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1/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under all cities, inside the sun
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1/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the branches out, still
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1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.203 | "Hand Against Windowpane"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I take this cold into the self, and all
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1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The top, or any part above timberline
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1/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some do not know the thought of turning
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1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ferns hear the light
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1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the summit a wind began that
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1/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rich and somber like the gold
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1/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.207 | "To a Distant Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sage pillow. On it miles
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1/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.208 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world waits, nothing asked but flame
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1/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.209 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing asked but flame, the world
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1/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.210 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are back in the wilderness
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1/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.211 | "For a Distant Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where Western towns end nobody cares
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1/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.212 | "Kinship"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a wilderness at the end of a vine
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.213 | "Casualties Casualty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every turn of her head was alms
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1/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.214 | "Episode"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We waited till the night when the big tree sang
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1/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.215 | "Casualties Casualty"
Typed draft.
First line: Every turn of her head was alms
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1/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.215 | "Episode"
Typed draft.
First line: We waited till a night when the big tree sang
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1/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.216 | "Swerve"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Halfway across a bridge one night
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1/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever we were doing, it
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1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.217 | "Old Our Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward the last in the morning she could not
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1/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you come over a bridge, lamps
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1/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No light, then soft, soft light that finds
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1/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.220 | "Casualty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every turn of your head was alms
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1/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the arch, one other arch came
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1/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.222 | "Birch Provinces"
Typed draft.
First line: I pledge allegiance to birch country and to the uplands
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12/19/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.223 | "Old Standards"
Typed draft.
First line: You could go north, one
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12/29/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you get to the winter and walk
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1/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.225 | "Querencia"
Typed draft.
First line: On the west is a picture wall
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1/2/1969 |
Box: 14 | 70.226 | "Love in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the country, live. No one but
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1/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.227 | "Early Riser"
Typed draft.
First line: A sick alarm clock crows
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.227 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: From the real size of the stars
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.227 | "This Year"
Typed draft.
First line: The hurt moon, by nothing but curve
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the real size of the stars
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.228 | "This Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hurt moon, by nothing but curve
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.228 | "Early Riser"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sick alarm clock crows
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there tonight and in here
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1/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.230 | "This Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What curved away curved on, curved
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.231 | "Love in the Country"
Typed draft.
First line: We live like this: no one but
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1/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.232 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Miles through cold
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1/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.232 | "With the Gift of a Flower, for the First
Birthday of the Computer of Humble Oil on the North Slope of
Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: Every tree in Alaska now has a number
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1/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.233 | "Event at Big Eddy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the whole weight of the river
|
2/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.234 | "Event at Big Eddy"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the whole weight of the river
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2/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.235 | "Event at Big Eddy"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the whole weight of the river
|
2/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.236 | "Along the Alsea"
Typed draft.
First line: As I was going to tell you anyway
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2/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.236 | "Rich Man"
Typed draft.
First line: I drink it for luck
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2/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heard in the flood, that one
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5/19/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.238 | "That"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it is crystal, the sunlight
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5/18/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why does the road miss where I
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5/17/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.240 | "Our City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our city is a place to live
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5/16/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.241 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back from...
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5/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We climb. We look down
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4/23/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard someone search for us
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4/23/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.243 | "Old People"
Typed draft.
First line: Their old lies choke this towns throat
|
1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.244 | "That"
Typed draft.
First line: Because it is crystal, the sunlight
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5/18/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.244 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The rock where Buddha walked
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont see this place; I look
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5/21/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the river ate and the air
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5/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the window of the last house
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5/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No song now but that long corridor
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5/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A storm somewhere - you hum
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5/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.247 | "Quaker School Children at Harpers
Ferry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are sure of this: Every little nail in the house
|
5/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light flat all near falls and
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4/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.248 | "Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn comes down your street
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4/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some vortex my day vaguely
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4/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way you allow things to come near you
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4/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the crowd that one face not there
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4/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It occurred to me that when a plant
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4/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little places back of the chairs began
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4/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day never comes near. Like
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4/18/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It could be the moon. It is
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4/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Folded over and helping the flowers
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4/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.255 | "Getting Along with a Touch
Spouse"
Typed draft.
First line: I see those patient camels get up again
|
1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.255 | "To Cross Your Fingers and Say Before
Dinner"
Typed draft.
First line: Coyote looked back at the mountains
|
1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the miles when it was day
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4/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That alert was my old worry
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4/4/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How do you spell that sound the river
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3/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.258 | "Some Day Will Be Last"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day will be last - in fast motion, trees
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3/17/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How far I remember is how far
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4/7/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.260 | "American Studies "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look where the tracks recall
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3/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tracks are unreeling the earth. It screams
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3/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain has poles to run down
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3/7/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never that much afraid, one listens to
|
3/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each aim is a decision among all
|
3/6/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.264 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Now a skull, apartments that were
|
1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around us the world around us, before
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11/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We learn home. There is
|
11/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The space that no one wants comes
|
11/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm came cursing south to
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11/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.269 | "On a Picture of Ava Gardner at Davidson State
University"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my closed eyes all that state
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11/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.270 | "On a Picture of Ava Gardner at Davidson State
University"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So many muffled loves pour by
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11/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.271 | "For Scott"
Typed draft.
First line: A thread that winds away from
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Box: 14 | 70.272 | "Words for a Person Going to a Mass
Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you talk, I must hear not only
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11/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.273 | "White House Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we talked a stone shadow
|
11/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You reach, but nothing is there
|
12/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day stopped. No chill moved in the mountains
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1/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After, I want you not to know. Be wary
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1/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.276 | "Hero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our words gloss over that chill
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1/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.277 | "Story for a Winter Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It blared light, discovered its own road
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way it is, this kind of world
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12/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little roots are eating in swamps, on
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12/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.279 | "That World, This World"
Typed draft.
First line: That world, one man, young Oedipus
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.279 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Leaves recollect the earth. They live
|
1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.280 | "This Far North"
Typed draft.
First line: Any day there is fur that will accept
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.281 | "Hands, I Have Nothing for You May Parents and
the Whole Great World"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees go up where the birds are
|
12/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.282 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recent names...
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1/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among my friends is one whose hand
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11/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I go back, looking for that
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11/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the cold, or even far, one
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11/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it came, thin, to the door
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11/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wheat in the earth, rain, days
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11/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thin sound our dog heard when
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11/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You travel, hurt some flavor almost
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11/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now our barn learns open
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11/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.289 | "Thirteenth and Pennsylvania"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Motorcycle, count my sind
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10/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.289 | "For Scott"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a thread that wound away from
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10/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.290 | "Praying the Ocean"
Typed draft.
First line: While waves vote the beach
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10/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.290 | "Castle on the Tweed For Scott"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To follow some saint of time like Scott
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10/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.291 | "Praying the Ocean"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I stand where the waves vote
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10/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.292 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: They open their now mouths - old barns
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10/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.293 | "pt. 2 of 10514"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond the city, beyond the town, outside
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10/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.294 | "10514"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that exact color shading everywhere
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10/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.295 | "Thirteenth and Pennsylvania"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Motorcycles count my sins
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10/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain drove straight past the cave mouth
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10/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.296 | "Old Barns"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They open their now mouths
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10/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.297 | "Seasons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind has a big room. Autumn
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10/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carry salt, climb where grass can grow
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10/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Next in the clear air, Venus aloft
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10/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.298 | "Visitor at Yalta"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly quiet, the visitor and
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10/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Horses that run, storms that
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10/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.300 | "Wish for The Capitol"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun believes in the white domes and
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10/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to you, now, a thread is passing
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10/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.302 | "Letters from Notables, 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You ask me to analyze your dream, that one
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10/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.303 | "prose pieces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your syllables...
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10/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.304 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Critics may choose words...
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10/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a leaf scraped the bricks
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9/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.306 | "My Parents and the Whole Great
World"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees go up where the birds are
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12/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.307 | "My Parents and the Whole Great
World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees go up where the birds are
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12/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.308 | "A.M. and P.M."
Typed draft.
First line: When the sun came up, it stepped on
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.308 | "Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: Where they fell the earth got stronger
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.308 | "Great American Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Like speaking soft, it was
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the map I pass your place, say, That city
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3/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.309 | "Lonesome: Three Looks Out of a Window
(3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you care, come by. we have
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3/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.310 | "What We Need"
Typed draft.
First line: Look-how stone and rain
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.310 | "Someone Went By: Three Looks Out of a Window
(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone went by in the alley
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.310 | "Room Up in the Hills: Three Looks Out of a
Window (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Each place out of the wind has a name
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.311 | "Listener"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Man on the bus talking war
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4/5/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.312 | "Someone Went By: Three Looks Out of a Window
(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone went by in the alley
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4/4/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.312 | "Up in the Hills: Three Looks Out of a Window
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Each place out of the wind has a name
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4/4/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.313 | "Lonesome: Three Looks Out of a Window
(3)"
Typed draft.
First line: If you care, come by. we have
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4/4/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.314 | "Listener"
Typed draft.
First line: Man on the bus talking war
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4/5/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.315 | "Compliments to a Visitor"
Typed draft.
First line: You raised your eyebrows at the right
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4/6/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.316 | "Compliments to a Teacher Vistor"
Typed draft.
First line: You watched patiently when I
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4/6/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.317 | "Compliments to a Teacher Visitor: Krandall
Krause of Montgomery College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once you raised your eyebrows
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4/6/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.318 | "To Cross Your Fingers and Say Before
Dinner"
Typed draft.
First line: When Coyote looked back at the mountains
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4/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.319 | "Getting Along With a Touchy
Spouse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those patient camels get up again
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4/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.320 | "To Cross Your Fingers and Say Before
Dinner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every bite of bread
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4/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.321 | "Story of a Piebald Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It put out its feet, it trotted through
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5/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.322 | "All the Islands In Space"
Typed draft.
First line: All the islands in the ocean
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2/23/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.322 | "Story of a Piebald Horse"
Typed draft.
First line: It put out its feet, trotted through
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5/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.323 | "In Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the islands in the ocean
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2/23/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.324 | "Old People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this towns throat their lies live
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5/30/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.325 | "Inside Buddhas Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the spread leaves one hand
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5/11/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.325 | "Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm that froze the world
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5/11/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.326 | "Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the old world comes back, when the chairs
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4/25/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you linger, the cold finds
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5/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.328 | "What You Do Is Important"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Buddha was here, he cared
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5/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.329 | "What You Do Is Important"
Typed draft.
First line: When Buddha was here, he cared
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5/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.329 | "Later"
Typed draft.
First line: When that world comes back, when the chairs
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5/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.330 | "Knock at the Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let someone comenot a person you know
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5/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Truck, road, leaf
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5/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.331 | "10565"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rock where Buddha walked forgot
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5/16/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.332 | "From Exile: The Place He Chose In the Woods
of Virginia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scared and brave, the dogs run lean
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5/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.333 | "Ticket"
Typed draft.
First line: Every person receives this possibly renewable
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.333 | "When They Came"
Typed draft.
First line: When they came down from the North,
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone I touched because of
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.335 | "From Exile in the Woods of
Virginia"
Typed draft.
First line: Scared and brave, the dogs run lean
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5/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.336 | "Knock at the Door"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone come to the doornot
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5/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.337 | "Summer Quaker at Harpers Ferry"
Typed draft.
First line: No song nowits a stilled corridor
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5/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.338 | "Quaker at Harpers Ferry"
Typed draft.
First line: No song nowthe stilled corridor
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5/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.339 | "This Far North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day we put what appeared, and wait
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12/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.340 | "Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wisdom doesnt care. It follows
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12/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.340 | "That World, This World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That world, one man, young Oedipus
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12/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.341 | "At a Party"
Typed draft.
First line: You dig dogs? I do
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.341 | "Oak"
Typed draft.
First line: When we heard the long wind coming toward home
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.342 | "Rambling On"
Typed draft.
First line: Ending a visit,
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.343 | "Rambling On"
Typed draft.
First line: Going away, alone with a road and
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.344 | "Rambling On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone with a road and meant
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.344 | "Rambling On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the bridge, just one more step
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1/23/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One wheel ran along the gutter
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.345 | "At the a Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dig dogs? I do
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.345 | "Oak"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the heard the long wind coming toward home
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.346 | "Little Guide Oak}"
Typed draft.
First line: When we heard that long wind coming toward home
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.346 | "At a Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dig dogs? I do
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1/22/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.347 | "Little Guide Oak"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we heard the long wind coming at home
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1/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.348 | "British Columbia"
Typed draft.
First line: After the border, it was trees all the way to
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hand walks up your arm and
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2/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.350 | "Entomology of Public Speakers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they came to the world they
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2/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.351 | "Butchers Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All our paths one path, seen long
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2/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.351 | "Journey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You ramble over the land, a bear on
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2/7/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.352 | "Butchers Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the epidemic at Nome
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2/7/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.353 | "Two Dreamers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two sleep, one wakes, the other
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2/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.354 | "Proclamation Some Days of Its
Gift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This whole day is your gifthold it
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2/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.355 | "Two Dreamers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dream where time spills and I
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2/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.355 | "Butchers Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something to bark about, a tail
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2/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.356 | "Butchers Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: Something to bark about, a tail
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2/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.357 | "Butchers Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: And thats where I first saw nobility, greatness
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2/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.357 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My hand walks up your arm to
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2/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.358 | "Public Speakers "
Typed draft.
First line: When they came to the world they
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2/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.358 | "Journey"
Typed draft.
First line: You ramble over the land, a bear or
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2/7/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.359 | "Two Dreamers"
Typed draft.
First line: Because thought feels the round head
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2/8/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No disquiet in this: I know I can
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1/30/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the trees were there, we knew
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1/30/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They all turned at once, and one
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1/30/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.362 | "British Columbia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the border, it was trees all the way to
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1/26/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.363 | "Little Beginning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go breathe on the water. The whole
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2/28/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.364 | "Touches"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, you would hear the stars. Beyond that
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3/1/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once out of the light, we joined
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2/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.366 | "At Cumae"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No moth felt that air, the cave mouth
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2/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saint Thought heard all the tents hold
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2/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.367 | "At Cumae"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No moth feels that air, the cave mouth
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2/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now run. Earth feels feet. Air
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2/16/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.368 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doorways with no door and rooms
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2/21/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.369 | "When the Years Turn Around"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I turn my mouth for this call
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2/21/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So white is disappeared, the ermine
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2/25/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now let the others gradually become bodies
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2/25/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quiet they come, breathing their homes
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2/26/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.371 | "Something I Do Not Say to Her"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once every autumn the true storm shuts down
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1/25/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.372 | "Something I Do Not Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once every summer the storm shuts down
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1/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.373 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bridge must give either shore its care
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1/23/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.374 | "Oak"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near here, where stone held rock and
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1/20/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.375 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afterward, when you come to
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1/19/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.376 | "Cement, Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sand plus water and a certain soft powder
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3/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.377 | "Something I Do Not Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once every autumn the true storm shuts down
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1/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.378 | "Cement, Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: Sand plus water and a certain soft powder
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3/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.378 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The slow, rotating light
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.379 | "Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put alone, each holds
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3/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.380 | "When the Years Turn Around"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mouth turns for this call
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2/21/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.381 | "Little Beginning"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever is important, the first
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2/28/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.381 | "Books Novels"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet they come, breathing their home
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2/26/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.382 | "At Cumae"
Typed draft.
First line: No moth felt that air, the cave mouth
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2/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.383 | "Touches"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, you can hear the stars. And beyond them
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3/1/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.384 | "American Studies (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here we have something called Presidential
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.384 | "American Studies (3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All groups but one in America are
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.385 | "Siberian Husky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not with a word or any sound, but in a turn
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.386 | "Quiet Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aside, quietly in the rain a few
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3/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.387 | "Siberian Husky"
Typed draft.
First line: Not with a word or any sound, but in a turn
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.388 | "Spring Song Frog Songs"
Typed draft.
First line: Edge of the meadow
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.389 | "Siberian Husky"
Typed draft.
First line: No by a word or any sound, but in a turn
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.390 | "Quiet Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Aside, quietly in the rain a few
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3/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.391 | "American Studies (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: In our country there is a long strange
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3/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.391 | "American Studies (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Here we have something called Presidential
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.392 | "American Studies (3)"
Typed draft.
First line: All groups but one in America are
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3/13/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.393 | "Poems Stories to Live in the World
With"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then the man noticed that he didnt
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3/19/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.394 | "Stories to Live in the World
With"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a man found a little knife
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3/19/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.395 | "Stories to Live in the World
With"
Typed draft.
First line: A long rope of gray smoke was
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3/19/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.396 | "Stories to Live in the World
With"
Typed draft.
First line: Then the man noticed that he didnt
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3/19/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.397 | "Hide and Go Seek at the Cemetery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where snow cant find them
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3/27/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.398 | "What We Needed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - how stone and rain
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3/30/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.399 | "Three Looks Out of a Window (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone went by in the alley. The dogs
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3/26/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.399 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our heroes protect us from their
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3/26/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.400 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: loam, loam. Touch and say
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3/24/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.400 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What thin light the sun brought
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3/25/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.401 | "Great American Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like speaking soft, it was
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3/21/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.402 | "Great American Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Like speaking soft, it was
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3/21/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.403 | "Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we fell the earth got stronger
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4/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.404 | "Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they fell, Earth got stronger
|
4/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.404 | "A.M. and P.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the sun come up. It stepped on
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4/3/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.405 | "Frog Songs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Edge of the meadow
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3/15/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.406 | "Whole Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: pass through open woods and slide
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12/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.407 | "Late Birds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time to give. Birds write
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12/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.408 | "Scenario Whole Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was a victim. I was touched by
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12/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.409 | "Late BIrds"
Typed draft.
First line: Dark among trees I stand
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12/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.410 | "Late Birds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark among the trees, come beyond
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12/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.411 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just one of the possible worlds, faintly
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12/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.412 | "Whole Story"
Typed draft.
First line: I was a victim. I was touched by
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12/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.413 | "Late Birds"
Typed draft.
First line: Dark among trees I stand
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12/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.414 | "Saturday Nights"
Typed draft.
First line: My hands reason with steel
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.415 | "Hero (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Abandoned in snowbanks, recklessly cast
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1/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.416 | "Hero (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Arma virumque cano:- history, once
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1/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.417 | "Hero (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Arma virumque cano
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.418 | "Hero (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: really turn around. My words apologize
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.419 | "Halleys Comet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That old comet - Haleys? - broke
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1/6/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.420 | "Saturday Nights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hands reason with steel
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1/3/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.420 | "Halleys Comet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Past rows of corn we found
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1/4/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.421 | "Halleys Comet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steel made a request. The sea
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1/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.422 | "Halleys Comet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That old comet - Halleys? - made my father
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1/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.423 | "Heroes"
Typed draft.
First line: Abandoned in snowbanks, recklessly cast
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1/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.424 | "Halleys Comet"
Typed draft.
First line: That old comet - Halleys? - broke
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1/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.425 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where the neck bends, every
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12/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.426 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the warm came out of the ground
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12/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.427 | "Our Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can it be there is a song
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12/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.428 | "Heroes"
Typed draft.
First line: What if he came back, astounded
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1/9/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.429 | "tr. of Aeneid I, 1ff."
Typed draft.
First line: Arma virumque cano...
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1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.430 | "Halleys Comet"
Typed draft.
First line: That old comet - Halleys? - broke
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1/2/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.431 | "Ravager (1)Story for a Winter
Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, late in the far north on a winter night
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.432 | "Ravager (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its away off there. maybe too far to hear
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.433 | "In Time of Need"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hand on the window - cold, and
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1/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.434 | "Special Day Some Days in
Washington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ice on everything one morning - dead
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1/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.435 | "In Time of Need"
Typed draft.
First line: I put my hand on the window - cold
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1/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.436 | "Ravager (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Late, late in the north on a winter night
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.437 | "Ravager (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Too big to stop, too strong
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.438 | "Some Days in Washington"
Typed draft.
First line: Ice covered everything one morning - dead
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1/14/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.439 | "In Time of Need"
Typed draft.
First line: I put my hand on the window - cold
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1/12/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.440 | "Ravager"
Typed draft.
First line: Late in the far north on a winter night
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 14 | 70.441 | "From Hold-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hold your face in the south wind
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4/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.442 | "Writer Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The picture I print is darkness, what life I borrowed
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7/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.442v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some rolled water said Fish, said
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7/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.442v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No scarf left, summer, autumn, no
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7/19/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.443 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait here. Then over the edge
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6/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.444 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hear each other, but we do not hear
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7/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.445 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What comes will bring a rich run
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6/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.446 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No mouth in the whole parade
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6/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.447 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I saw in the river was
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6/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.448 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first rain touched before light
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5/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.449 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The next instant after your start
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6/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.450 | "Crows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But they are afraid at night
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5/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.451 | "Ferns"
Typed draft.
First line: Even today they are prints for us
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5/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.452 | "Return"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains are coming true, back of
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5/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.453 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They found some kind of leaf
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5/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.453 | "December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night I heard a train pull
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5/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.454 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down the road long ways
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4/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.455 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You climb, then look outthe drama
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5/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.456 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hear what turns, and then
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1/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.456 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A worm eats its path
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2/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.456 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One long gesture, a mute wolf travels
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2/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.457 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We try to sing the hero
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4/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.457 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In sleet on the Parkway, slant against
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4/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.458 | "Ruby Nina Mayher"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weak as she was, imposed on
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4/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.459 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees come out from behind each other
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4/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.460 | "What Can We Do?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a long shadow from Texas, the dust
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4/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.461 | "What Can We Do?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the thistles have met
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4/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.462 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too slow for hearing, the long cave
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4/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.463 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond spring, beyond flowers, far
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4/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.464 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We number you - in the wild
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4/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.465 | "Ferns"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Easy on the valley land this air
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5/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.466 | "After All These Years"
Typed draft.
First line: Out in the night every star
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4/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.467 | "In Touchs Kingdom"
Typed draft.
First line: I use my stupid self
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4/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.468 | "That Year"
Typed draft.
First line: That year when I was your friend, they fell
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4/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.469 | "After All These Years"
Typed draft.
First line: Out in the night every star
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4/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.469 | "In Touchs Kingdom"
Typed draft.
First line: In touchs kingdom I use
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4/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.470 | "That Year"
Typed draft.
First line: That year when I was your friend, they fell
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4/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.471 | "At That Place Revolutionists
Nightmare"
Typed draft.
First line: It is a place with brown
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4/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.472 | "At That Place Revolutionists
Nightmare"
Typed draft.
First line: It is a place with brown
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4/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.473 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the interval, before the next act
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5/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.473 | "Notes for commencement speech at Linfield
Coll. "
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the world will offer...
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5/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.474 | "For the Party of the Third Part - the
Metolius Place"
Typed draft.
First line: We knew your house before we ever
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5/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.475 | "For the Lennons the Party of the Third
Part"
Typed draft.
First line: We knew your houyse before we ever
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5/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.476 | "Little Lost Orphans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves that took them in lost
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5/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.477 | "For the Party of the Third Part the Third
Party at Balmer Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We knew your house before we ever
|
5/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.478 | "Little Lost Orphans"
Typed draft.
First line: Leaves that took them in, lost
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5/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.479 | "Notes for commencement speech at Linfield
Coll. "
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day makes new of those times
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.480 | "Any Power Widow Who Taught at an Army
School"
Typed draft.
First line: A widow who taught at an army school
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.481 | "Widow Who Taught at an Army
School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A widow who taught at an army school
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.482 | "Widow Who Taught at an Army
School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every charge the Indians made
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5/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.483 | "At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night in the ocean a child
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5/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.484 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: Can you leave your place and enter
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4/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.485 | "From Hole-in-the-Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want to hear that song before
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4/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.486 | "Carcass Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: From high tide in the night a dead
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.486 | "At Arlington Cemetery"
Typed draft.
First line: When we turn quickly after we pass
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.487 | "Incident"
Typed draft.
First line: That big balloon love went by in
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.487 | "Saint of Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: My brain contract holds no law but what there is
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.487 | "Saint of Thought, a Secular
Prayer"
Typed draft.
First line: Every noon, faced a moment
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.488 | "Down At the Coast Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a stranger through there at night
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.489 | "Running the Owyhee River"
Typed draft.
First line: Waiting for us a million years
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6/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.490 | "These Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere a forest, every
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.491 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came by the animal path, our
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8/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.492 | "On the Poly Sci Bulletin Board"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a few, and then it was the great clutch
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.492 | "Slow Drift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No what I do, but what I dont
|
8/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.493 | "On the Poly Sci Bulletin Board"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the great study of truth
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8/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.494 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We wait that song, then break
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.494 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You flashed forever into you, and everyone else
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.495 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Restless by the aspen way and
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.496 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wolves came the day snow came
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.497 | "Tree House Remnants..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was August. I put the sun
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8/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.498 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the thrash, a little flasher
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8/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.499 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Motion of curtain, dawn. long breath
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8/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.500 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tide mountain
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8/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.501 | "With My Thanks, to a Black
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The road coming back begins to firm
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8/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.501 | "With My Thanks, to a Black
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we felt no sound, no touch
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8/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.502 | "With My Thanks, to a Black
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the leaves autumn the great river
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8/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.503 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dark loam, potato eyes
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8/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.504 | "Tree House Remnants..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too far out, we trusted cottonwood
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8/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.505 | "Creation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He reached into the world
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8/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.506 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end, the constant stand. They
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8/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.506 | "Sudden Event Visions 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that cut quick to the bone, it was
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9/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.507 | "Visit to the Farm Over the River and Through
the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was there, whatever our days were
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8/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.508 | "Visions 5"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away off, in a space in the sky
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8/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.509 | "Creation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He reached down into the world
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8/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.509 | "Visions 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Above the ground, short of the earth
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8/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.509 | "Visions 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She went out of the world, for death
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8/31/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.510 | "Visions 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once in Mexico an old man was
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8/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.510 | "Visions 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And we came upon scenes like that
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8/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.511 | "Among Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a thread of the carpet I lock this
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8/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.512 | "Glimpse between Buildings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the moon is out of a job
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9/6/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.513 | "Little Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone at the edge of the town I see
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6/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.514 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: None, may, most, and
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8/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.514 | "Glimpse between Buildings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the moon is out of a job
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8/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.515 | "Tree House"
Typed draft.
First line: Noon in the elms, wide noon
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8/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.516 | "With My Thanks, to a Poet Named---- Black
Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Lucky, just walking along Main Street, I
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8/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.517 | "Visions (1, 2, 3)"
Typed draft.
First line: Once in Mexico an old man was
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8/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.517 | "Visions (4, 5)"
Typed draft.
First line: On the plains near Wakeeney
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8/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.518 | "Letters from Notables:1"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Sir
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10/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.519 | "In Washington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you turn a scene on its side
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9/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.520 | "Solstice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a certain day the sun
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9/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.521 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spiral times again, we return
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9/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.522 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A song that crossed this air
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9/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.523 | "Harold Row"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This man, people will forget. But every
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9/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.523 | "Lost Meteorite in the Coast
Range"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No foot comes here, where
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9/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.524 | "Solstice"
Typed draft.
First line: On a certain day the sun
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9/15/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.525 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can you take this place with
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9/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.526 | "New Letters from Thomas Jefferson
(3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is like the common wind that
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9/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.527 | "New Letters from Thomas Jefferson
(1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Washington we are breathing very sincerely
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9/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.527 | "New Letters from Thomas Jefferson
(2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earlier generations were more limited...
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9/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.528 | "New Letters from Thomas Jefferson
(4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We follow by going ahead of what
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9/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.529 | "In Early Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is Love?
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9/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.530 | "New Letters from Thomas Jefferson (5,
6)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning bees were swarming
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9/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.530 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The men who spend the money put forth
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9/9/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.531 | "Reading Milton at the Ranch in the
Fall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning the rocks are
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8/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.532 | "To Kenny and Jean Johnson on Hearing of John
Grosss Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The book fell from his hand. His life began
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9/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.533 | "Stories You Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A clock falls on its face
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9/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.534 | "Report from your Capitol New Letters from
Thomas Jefferson (1,2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Washington we are breathing
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9/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.535 | "Report from Your Capitol New Letters from
Thomas Jefferson (3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A suave highway leads to the garden
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9/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.536 | "Report from your Capitol New Letters from
Thomas Jefferson (4, 5, 6)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This turn has become the way: wait
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9/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.537 | "Stories You Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A clock falls on its face
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9/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.538 | "Over the Miles"
Typed draft.
First line: The sun sat down on Kansas
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9/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.539 | "Over the Miles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun sat down on Kansas
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9/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.540 | "On the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These were the hours: we floated on
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9/25/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.541 | "Reading Milton at the Ranch in the
Fall"
Typed draft.
First line: In the morning the rocks are
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8/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.542 | "Glimpse between Buildings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the moon is out of a job
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8/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.543 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the end it came, day. a still
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9/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.544 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found the certain tree...
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9/22/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.545 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that moonlit night a bird
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9/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.546 | "Available Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Hungry Camera met world
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Box: 14 | 70.547 | "On the Poly Sci Bulletin Board"
Typed draft.
First line: For our study of truth
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.548 | "On the Poly Sci Bulletin Board"
Typed draft.
First line: For our study of truth what
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8/16/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.549 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found a lava tube and a strong
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9/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.550 | "In the Winter"
Typed draft.
First line: In the north forest every tree takes
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Box: 14 | 70.551 | "Democracy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Memory bites forward out of its den
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9/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.552 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spiral is here again. On a bullet
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9/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.553 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Generations to come...
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9/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.554 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you learn is never
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9/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.555 | "Addressed by a Sceptic to"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My feet vote gently for the West
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9/12/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.556 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waked by the silent forest, I draw
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9/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.557 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody to tell anything to, and
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8/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.558 | "In Early Dawn"
Typed draft.
First line: What is Love?
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9/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.559 | "Among Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: In a thread of the carpet I look this
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8/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.560 | "Creation"
Typed draft.
First line: God, he reached into the world
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8/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.561 | "Little Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone at the edge of that town I see
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6/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.562 | "Little Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear this train under the other
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6/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.562 | "Little Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Both sides of the window ready
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6/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.562 | "Little Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we came up, after the winter
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6/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.563 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Streets break. They take back
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6/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.563 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In and out, the follower weaves
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6/24/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.564 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These nails, a claw turned kind
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6/23/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.565 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The biggest mine of gray
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8/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.565 | "These Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seemed the leaves had plans. Along our street
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8/2/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.566 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the spread hills something
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9/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.566 | "Photography Available Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hungry Camera met World
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9/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.567 | "Origin of the Birds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From one wilderness and from
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11/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.568 | "Origin of the Birds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the great wilderness and from
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11/5/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.569 | "Wish for Washingon the Capital "
Typed draft.
First line: Let the streets have purposes, the stones
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10/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.570 | "Wish for Washingon the Capital "
Typed draft.
First line: Let the streets
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10/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.571 | "Wish for Washingon the Capital
(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: When you walk through Washington
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10/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.572 | "Wish for Washingon the Capital
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Let the President know what the prisons
|
10/3/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.573 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many of the things...
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12/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.574 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our steady direction was there
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12/10/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.575 | "At a White House Conference"
Typed draft.
First line: While they talked a stone shadow
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11/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.576 | "Reading and Writing on the Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: After the stock sleeps, when the farm
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.577 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Inside the rocks, answers wait
|
1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.578 | "Seasons"
Typed draft.
First line: They come down still from the mountains
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.579 | "Seasons"
Typed draft.
First line: They come down still from the mountains
|
1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.580 | "Candle"
Typed draft.
First line: Up in the mountains inside a
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.581 | "Little Boy Girl by the Fence at
School"
Typed draft.
First line: Grass that was moving found all
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.581 | "You"
Typed draft.
First line: Now, letting it be light, the trees
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.581v | "For the a Guest Book at the Library of
Congress"
Typed draft.
First line: We put our little lives in this guest book
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11/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.582 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That one wave went on, open, around
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11/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.582 | "Desert Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they had enough days and some balsa wood
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11/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.582 | "For a Guest Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will hacve ice again. It will sink
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11/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.583 | "Candle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It moves below your hand, the river
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12/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.584 | "You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, letting it be light, the trees
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12/7/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.584 | "Little Boy Girl by the Fence at
School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass that was moving found all
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12/8/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.585 | "This and Another Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Respond, hand. Find whatever
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12/4/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.586 | "Seasons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come down still from the mountains
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12/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.587 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk where the hall goes
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11/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.587 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it can rest, if all the sea
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12/1/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.588 | "Link"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the rocs the answers wait
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11/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.589 | "Reading and Writing on the Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the stock sleeps, when the farm
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11/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.590 | "Father and Son"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No crash, no spell, but on and on out
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11/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.590 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Respond. You choose, you have
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11/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.591 | "Exiles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Dante, bitter, ate the bread
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11/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.592 | "Meadow Remembering Pastoral"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the sound one of the unnamed
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10/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.593 | "Meadow Remembering Pastoral"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the sound one of those unnamed
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10/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.594 | "Watching"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best way to watch the moon, after you
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10/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.595 | "To Steve"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, Sam: I am afraid
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10/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.596 | "Watching the Moon"
Typed draft.
First line: The best way to watch the moon, after you
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10/18/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.597 | "Seasons"
Typed draft.
First line: Wind own a big room. Autumn
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10/21/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.597 | "To Sam Steve"
Typed draft.
First line: It is autumn. The rain is reaching
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10/20/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.598 | "Together Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Were lost ones to come home
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10/28/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.599 | "Praying by the Ocean"
Typed draft.
First line: While the waves vote
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10/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.600 | "Speaking Frankly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt your claim, or mine, or
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10/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.601 | "Speaking Frankly"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt your claim, or mine, or
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10/29/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.602 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Language of poetry...
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10/30/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.603 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words that confuse: poems, poetry ...
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11/17/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.604 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the first, we need the enemy
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11/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.605 | "on Robert Penn Warren "
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are writers whose gift...
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1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.606 | "Some Words for a Person Going to a Mass
Meeting"
Typed draft.
First line: When they talk, you must hear not only the words but
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11/11/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.607 | "Father and Son"
Typed draft.
First line: No sound - a spell - and on, on out
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11/27/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.607 | "Exiles"
Typed draft.
First line: When Dante, bitter, ate the bread
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11/26/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.608 | "On a Picture of Ava Gardner at Davidson
University"
Typed draft.
First line: We sting the wrong sense, charge the world
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11/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.609 | "Now While We Hold Still"
Typed draft.
First line: Now in the cold islands, last year
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12/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.610 | "Now While We Hold Still"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the cold islands last year
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12/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.611 | "Now While We Hold Still"
Typed draft.
First line: For some wilderness not yet
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12/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.612 | "Two Cold Rivers"
Typed draft.
First line: Two cold rivers meet in a cave. They
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12/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.613 | "Two Cold Rivers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two cold rivers meet in a cave and
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12/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.614 | "Now While We Hold Still"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Putting out our hands, we hold the Januarys apart
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12/14/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.615 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No story wild enough caught up with
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12/13/1970 |
Box: 14 | 70.616 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only tower we have turns
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12/12/1970 |
Box: 15 | 71.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one has ever found the thin
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6/4/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.1 | "It Will Find You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not even a leaf, no one evn
|
6/5/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we bring out of the dust
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10/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vine for design and for strength
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10/27/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the way you live, something
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10/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.5 | "West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We climb and rest. The sound of our breathing
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9/27/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.5 | "Sleeping on the Sisters Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain touches your face, as daylight
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9/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.6 | "Across This Empty Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over that land where only the real
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9/27/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One dream, our house would not awake
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9/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.7 | "He Is Ralph the Assassin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the footsteps pass, in the empty room
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9/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stones under the river will never be found
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9/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.9 | "Weeds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats down in the earth
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9/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.10 | "Other Side"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By being there, we asked for help
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9/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.11 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the blind bird sang, Farewell
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9/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning it stays night. Some kind of horse
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9/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.12 | "Wondering About Stories These Autumn
Nights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My house will accept late fog
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8/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From long windy beaches the news
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8/1/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One word comes down. It finds
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7/27/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost but never alone I trot
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7/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.15 | "Creative Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Draft horses haul mill iron
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7/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some sound the trees hear
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1970 |
Box: 15 | 71.16v | "Early Riser"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sick alarm clock crows
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1/28/1970 |
Box: 15 | 71.17 | "Necessary Profanity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After church, visit the new fort, guns
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7/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.18 | "Morning Address"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great birds and animals who have come where we live
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7/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.19 | "At the Playground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away down deep and away up high
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7/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.20 | "Early Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside this dream to come awake
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7/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Einstein entered the zoo at Hamburg
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7/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.22 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For me, words go partway there
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7/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.23 | "Beginning Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some questions should not be askedor
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7/10/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.24 | "At a Writers Conference in
Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three century plants in bloom at Georgetown High
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6/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No friend came, except the dawn
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7/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.26 | "Some Trees (3): Junipers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Usually the top stays low to carry
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6/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone so many days, and then
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6/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.27 | "Every Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hills follow the river. In the evening
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6/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They spoke and thought what they
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6/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.29 | "Late, Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly through the walls last night
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6/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.30 | "North Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That state we spent at night
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6/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.31 | "Maple and Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every decision a leaf makes
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6/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Called up, the leaves find a warm
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6/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.32 | "All Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as the world, I travel across
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6/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.33 | "On This Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These curtains hold their dry, straight
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6/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of these windows, where do days
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6/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.34 | "On This Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These curtains hold their dry, straight
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6/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning we learned what
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6/7/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.36 | "In the White Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many things in the world have
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10/5/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.37 | "Abruptly here..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now when you lift, what the world gives
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9/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.38 | "Ralph the Assassin"
Typed draft.
First line: After footsteps pass in an empty room
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9/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.39 | "Instructions"
Typed draft.
First line: Follow the whispered story of your own
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.39 | "Ralph the Assassin"
Typed draft.
First line: After footsteps pass, in an empty room
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9/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.40 | "Those Who Are Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was during the war our family disappeared
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10/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.41 | "Weeds"
Typed draft.
First line: Whats down in the earth
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9/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.42 | "In the Real World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I think of the magnesium men dreamed
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10/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.42 | "In the Real World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touched, they flared and were gone
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10/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.43 | "Those Who Are Gone"
Typed draft.
First line: It was during the war our family
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10/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.44 | "LSU"
Typed draft.
First line: In Baton Rouge, in the spoken air
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10/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.45 | "LSU"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day runs through the woods and
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10/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.46 | "So Clear, So Cold"
Typed draft.
First line: At Cold Lake, wagon
|
1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.47 | "To My Children"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sacred circle has allowed itself
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10/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One hawk was always falling. It
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10/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.48 | "Big Thicket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time lived here while the trees
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10/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.49 | "Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: For anyone, for anyone
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10/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.50 | "Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For anyone, for anyone
|
10/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wheatfields where the wind runs
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10/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the lights have the whole street
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10/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.53 | "(=10977)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes by late. It just
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10/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.54 | "Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: For anyone, for anyone
|
10/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.55 | "At Dawn"
Typed draft.
First line: Light hunts the meadow
|
1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.55 | "Brave Old Lady"
Typed draft.
First line: She has taken her life and
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.55 | "Sleeping on the Sisters Land"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain touches your face just at daylight
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9/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.56 | "Brave Old Lady"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She has taken her life and
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10/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.56 | "At Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light hunts the meadow
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10/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.57 | "Sleeping on the Sisters Land"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain touches your face just at daylight
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9/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.58 | "Instructions"
Typed draft.
First line: Follow the whispered story of your own
|
1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.58 | "Ralph the Assassin"
Typed draft.
First line: After footsteps pass in an empty room
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9/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.59 | "To My Children"
Typed draft.
First line: The sacred circle has allowed itself
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10/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.60 | "Big Thicket"
Typed draft.
First line: Once on Trans-Texas
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10/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.61 | "These Autumn Nights"
Typed draft.
First line: Our house receives late fog
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8/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.62 | "September"
Typed draft.
First line: When the blind bird sings Farewell
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9/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.63 | "Other Side"
Typed draft.
First line: By being here, we ask for help
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9/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.64 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Abruptly here, you awake, yourself
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9/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.65 | "Abruptly here..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that white sky, and suddenly it
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10/4/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.66 | "Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the clouds, amountain got lost
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10/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.67 | "Winter Summer Bird Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Several years come together and sing
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10/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.68 | "Winter Summer Bird Thoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tree to climb and then to live in
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10/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.69 | "When Trampas Left"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He spoke nails through the door
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10/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.70 | "Forever After"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are being watched. This is a recording
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11/1/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.71 | "When Trampas Left"
Typed draft.
First line: He spoke nails through the door
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10/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.72 | "Studying the Dust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange to make a track in the dust
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11/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.73 | "To a Child Gone to Live in a
Commune"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside our ways you found
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11/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.74 | "Existences"
Typed draft.
First line: Half-wild, I hear a wolf
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.75 | "At a Cambridge Lecture Room"
Typed draft.
First line: Every word he loosed
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12/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.75 | "Care for Others"
Typed draft.
First line: Where you live lights love
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12/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.76 | "At a Cambridge Lecture Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every word he loosed
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12/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.76 | "Care for Others"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you live lights love
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12/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.77 | "At a Cambridge Lecture Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every word you loose increases a distance till
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12/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.78 | "Forever After"
Typed draft.
First line: You are being watched. This is a recording
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11/1/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.78 | "When Trampas Left"
Typed draft.
First line: He spoke nails through the door
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10/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.79 | "Studying the Dust"
Typed draft.
First line: Strange to m ake a track in the dust
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11/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.80 | "Here Is Oregon: A Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A state with see-through air
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11/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.80 | "Writing a Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I do not know what
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11/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.81 | "For a Child Gone to Live in a
Commune"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside our ways you found
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11/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.82 | "In the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A leaf on the windshield
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11/10/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.83 | "Three Existences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half-wild, I hear a wolf
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11/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.84 | "Old Hero"
Typed draft.
First line: The left is my lonely shoulder. Outside
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.85 | "Witnessing for Our Youth"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember us to the deep caves
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1/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 71.86 | "I Put Down These Words"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to us here, but hidden, many beings
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12/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.87 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So that no one fall...
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12/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they jumbled the world, one jumble
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6/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.89 | "Ticket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person may have this renewable
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5/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.90 | "Ticket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ..fully understand. More often than you think
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5/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.90 | "When They Came"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they came down from the North
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5/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When summer wore its golden chain
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5/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the little fire lives
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5/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.93 | "It Will Find You"
Typed draft.
First line: Not even a leaf, no one even
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6/5/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.94 | "Losing a Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Open the door and go in
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6/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.95 | "Losing a Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Something is lost each day, something
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6/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.96 | "This Day Losing a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go into the rain and open
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6/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.97 | "Losing a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even the flowers turn puppy faces
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6/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.98 | "Losing a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open the rain and go in
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6/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.99 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I toil all night, smothered by the city
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I toil at night, smothered by the city
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.100.1 | "Earthbound in the East"
Typed draft.
First line: I toil all night smothered by the city--
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.101 | "Retired Warrior"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heard a gate. Nobody
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7/5/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.102 | "Talk Before Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you going, Needle?
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7/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.103 | "Some Trees (1):Cottonwood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the center of
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7/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.103 | "Some Trees (2):Aspen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aspens remember
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7/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.103 | "Always with Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always with us, quiet and attentive
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7/7/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.104 | "Death of Three Astronauts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At some dawn or night
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7/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Replay that boat-tailed grackle
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6/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting at the turn, always
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6/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.107 | "At Southwestern University: June, 1971 At a
Writers Conference in Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An insect in the mesquite calls its name
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.108 | "On the SWU Campus At a Writers Conference in
Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An insect in the mesquite calls its name
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6/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.109 | "At a Writers Conference in
Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night, soft as the warm air after
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6/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.110 | "Some Trees (3): Juniper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Usually a limb takes the tree
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6/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.111 | "Always With Us"
Typed draft.
First line: Always with us, quiet, attentive,
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7/7/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.112 | "Some Trees (3): Juniper"
Typed draft.
First line: What kind of law holds the trunk
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6/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.113 | "Talk Before Work"
Typed draft.
First line: Where you going, Needle?
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7/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.113 | "Some Trees (2):Aspen"
Typed draft.
First line: In the center of
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7/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.114 | "Death of Three Astronauts"
Typed draft.
First line: At some dawn or night
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7/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.115 | "Late, Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly through the walls last night
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6/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.116 | "Late, Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly through the walls last night
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6/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.117 | "At Southwestern University At a Writers
Conference in Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An insect in the mesquite calls its name
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6/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.118 | "Every Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Hills follow the river. In the evening
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.119 | "Maple and Love"
Typed draft.
First line: Every decision a leaf makes
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.119 | "All Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Slow as the world I travel
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.119 | "On the Last Day in This House"
Typed draft.
First line: These curtains that hold their dry, straight
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6/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.120 | "On This Last Day in This House"
Typed draft.
First line: These curtains that drop their dry straight
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6/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.120 | "All Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as the world we travel
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.121 | "Retired Warrior"
Typed draft.
First line: Hear a gate. Nobody.
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.122 | "To Blame"
Typed draft.
First line: Of late we wander with our hands
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.123 | "Escape"
Typed draft.
First line: Now as we cross this white page together
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7/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.124 | "Escape"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now as we cross this white page together
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7/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.125 | "Escape"
Typed draft.
First line: Now as we cross this white page together
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7/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.126 | "Early Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside this dream to come awake,
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7/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.126 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When Einstein entered the zoo at Hmburg
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.127 | "Necessary Profanity"
Typed draft.
First line: After church, I visit the new fort, guns
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.127 | "At the School Playground "
Typed draft.
First line: Away down deep, away up high,
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7/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.128 | "Missing Some Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond our door, beyond our wall,
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.128 | "In a Buffalo Skull"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All day devoted to earth
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.129 | "In the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: Stranger, I am that figure.
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.130 | "In Explanation In the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: What is that stiff figure
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.131 | "In Explanation In the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: What is that stiff figure
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.132 | "Headlong Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they let me out of the snow
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7/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.133 | "Odd Figure In the Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe some around us know
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7/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.134 | "Out in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You watch the grass. It crawls
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7/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.135 | "At the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: See the grownup children. They have climbed
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7/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.136 | "Even Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across an empty bridge with hardly a sound
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7/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.137 | "That Day Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A flight of sparrows shaken into the light
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7/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.138 | "That Day Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sky recalls this day
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7/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.139 | "That Day Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly through the walls at night
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7/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.140 | "Minimum Carol"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then in that loneliest place one voice
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7/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.141 | "That Day Again"
Typed draft.
First line: Some nights you hear wires taunting the wind
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7/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.142 | "Minimum Carol"
Typed draft.
First line: When the world was a lonely place, that voice
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7/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.143 | "Even Today"
Typed draft.
First line: Over an empty bridge with hardly a sound
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7/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.144 | "Walking with a Son in a Western
Town"
Typed draft.
First line: That night when you found a wire
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7/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.145 | "Walking with a Son in a Western
Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The night when you found a wire
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7/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.146 | "You Watch the Grass"
Typed draft.
First line: You watch the grass. It crawls
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7/26/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.147 | "At the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: See the grownup children
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7/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.148 | "Never Coming Back No Matter How
Far"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fish plot an island, animals
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8/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.149 | "End of the Man Experiment"
Typed draft.
First line: In the North a Great Wind lived
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.150 | "End of the Man Experiment"
Typed draft.
First line: In the North where Wind lives
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.151 | "Story That Hasnt Happened"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the river spins, rock talks
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8/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.152 | "End of the Man Experiment"
Typed draft.
First line: In the North a great wind lived
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.152 | "Story That Hasnt Happened"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the river spins, rock talks
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8/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.153 | "Story That Hasnt Happened"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the river spins, a rock talks
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8/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The town in the rain comes nearer and
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8/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We cleared out the brush then set
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8/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.155 | "draft of preface to Reporting to Crazy
Horse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: also present was enough variety...
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there, big sweeps, long clouds, a shore
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8/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.157 | "Audio-Visual Communications Aid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We people who cannot see into each others
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8/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.158 | "Visual Communications"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We people who cannot see into each others
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8/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.158v | "Two (two versions of poem by Margarita
Aliger)"
Typed draft.
First line: And so once more they quarrel in the trolley
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.159 | "On the Santa Cruz Campus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the next redwoods come
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8/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.159v | "Two (two versions of poem by Margarita
Aliger)"
Typed draft.
First line: And so once more they quarrel in the trolley
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.160 | "With New Friends at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day scuffs by on the sand
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is here, at the
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8/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.161v | "Two (two versions of poem by Margarita
Aliger)"
Typed draft.
First line: And so once more they quarrel in the trolley
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1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.162 | "Those Some Lights Along the Campus
Paths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night in the woods along the campus a light
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8/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.162 | "With New Friends on the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in the sand someone called briefly
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8/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.163 | "With New Friends on the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back there in the sand someone called briefly
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8/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.163 | "Those Some Lights Along the Campus
Paths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That glow in the woods after everyones gone
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8/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.164 | "Printed in Invisible Ink on a New Dress With
New Friends on the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watch out how you touch me
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8/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.165 | "From the Quiet of the Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What my mouth knows it can tell
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8/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.166 | "Never Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always it was trying to tell us
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8/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We looked for the right wire, followed
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8/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I taste what I say. It is lemon
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8/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.168 | "Looking West: a Concrete Poem (read
upward)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: China
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8/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.169 | "Lemmings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stern in the path, rich to claim
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8/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.170 | "Celebration, Sort of"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hook lowered through fog
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8/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.171 | "Our Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tried the Renaissance. Now
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1/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.171 | "Pen Our Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the ink drink, off
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2/1/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.172 | "Our Story"
Typed draft.
First line: After the ink drink, off
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1/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.173 | "Some Lights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Al night by a campus path in Santa Cruz
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9/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.174 | "At the Pool Under the Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That quick to know
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8/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.175 | "Storm in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even God cant take the lightning back
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8/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.176 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is mans strangest flaw?
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8/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through many storms, go back to one
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8/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.178 | "Some Lights"
Typed draft.
First line: You turn on a light in a hotel room and
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8/7/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.179 | "Some Lights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lights in a room, so steady, so
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8/7/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.180 | "On the Santa Cruz Campus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the next redwoods come
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8/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.181 | "Doing the Yoga for Infinity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those wings, all those wheels, all
|
1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.181v | "Two (two versions of poem by Margarita
Aliger)"
Typed draft.
First line: And so once more they quarrel in the trolley
|
1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.182 | "Along About Now"
Typed draft.
First line: A stranger runs before you at every
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9/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.183 | "Along About Now"
Typed draft.
First line: A stranger runs before you
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9/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Build a place. Move carefully there
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9/5/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.184 | "Along About Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone runs before you
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9/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.185 | "Terms of Surrender"
Typed draft.
First line: We hid in the dead grass
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8/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.186 | "Terms of Surrender"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The years said, Come to the dance
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8/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.186 | "Terms of Surrender"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heat made the rocks tremble
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8/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.187 | "Accepting the Sky"
Typed draft.
First line: Big animals alive in the cage of the forest
|
1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.188 | "Several Dances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain little dance when the right bee
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9/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.189 | "Reincarnation Storm in the
Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Even God cant take the lightning back
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8/31/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.190 | "Lemmings"
Typed draft.
First line: They thrive, demanding: it is given
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8/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.190 | "Looking West"
Typed draft.
First line: Me
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8/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.190 | "Never Alone"
Typed draft.
First line: Always it was trying to tell us
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8/15/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.191 | "No Matter How Far"
Typed draft.
First line: Fish plot an island, animals
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8/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.192 | "In Talking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we can find a passage, an honest
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9/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.193 | "Austere Born in January"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Begin in September what summer forgot
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9/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.194 | "Invitation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you think about can
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8/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.195 | "Deep Look"
Typed draft.
First line: A man thought a river. Where it
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9/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.196 | "Austere Born in January"
Typed draft.
First line: In September begins what summer forgot
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9/14/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.196 | "Invitation"
Typed draft.
First line: What you think about can
|
8/25/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.197 | "Deep Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man thought a river
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9/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.198 | "Accepting the Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big animals have their forest cage
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9/4/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.199 | "Old Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doors that the years have broken
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9/11/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.200 | "End of the Man Experiment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the North where wind is kind
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8/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.201 | "Other Side"
Typed draft.
First line: By being here, we ask for help
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9/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.202 | "Other Side"
Typed draft.
First line: By being here, we ask for help
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9/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.203 | "Other Side"
Typed draft.
First line: By being here, we ask for help
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9/21/1971 |
Box: 15 | 71.204 | "Water So Clear, So Cold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Cold Lake, wagon
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9/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They came over the desert fast
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10/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.1v | "notice of reading"
Typed draft.
First line: Solomon Deressa...
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9/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.2 | "note about translations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bijan Jalali...
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10/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.2v | "USIS evaluation of WS"
Typed draft.
First line: A note of thanks...
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9/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.3 | "Bangladesh"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the sea wrestled the land a gray
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10/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of those days when the light
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11/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lights lost in the woods
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11/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.5 | "December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody knocks at the door, nothing
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11/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They helped me hear better
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11/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.6 | "Hostlers Son at the Ginn
Teach-In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the back of the classroom this
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11/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As old as Earth and only as violent
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11/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.8 | "Long View at Persepolis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The soldiers of Xerxes blow
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11/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.9 | "Stillborn Child"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was it earth? It was Earth? You passed it.
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11/10/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the sun, but thought of the sun
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11/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: More serious, more turned away
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11/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One found one, an orphan, then
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11/7/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.11v | "telegram, USIS"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stafford programs...
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10/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.12 | "Snubbing Posts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A town that felt the dust
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12/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the end of the story we went back
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12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.13 | "In Camp"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day sprang outward...
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12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it is waiting among the trees
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12/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.14 | "Where They Went"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first they thought it was snow,
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12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The air began to be real.It whipped
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12/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.16 | "Writing From the Study"
Typed draft.
First line: The shadow of the pen is ready before
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12/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a time after the wings, air
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12/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here are your tributes, history
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12/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.18 | "Oak Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen--from under this ice I speak
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12/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.19 | "Growing Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of my wings beat faster
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12/31/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.20 | "Contemporary Sonnet Being Saved"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the ways will occur to you
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12/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.21 | "My Sacrifice In Camp"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first winter of the war someone
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12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, it was love we started
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12/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.22 | "Warm-Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now bent around me all the
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12/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.23 | "For Someone Not Ordinary and Another (poem
start) "
Handwritten draft.
First line: At twenty you began to know, leaned outside yourself
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12/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.23 | "Play Turned Real Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up in the tree house a squirrel has
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12/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.24 | "For Someone Not Ordinary (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some places in life...
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12/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a star that is
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12/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.26 | "Last Song at the Bottom of Lake
Chinook"
Typed draft.
First line: Their songs have lifted them far away
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.27 | "From Number 514-07-1493 "
Typed draft.
First line: At the test for continued freedom
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.27 | "Snubbing Posts"
Typed draft.
First line: Our town felt the dust
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12/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.28 | "Twelve Threads"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds in tapestry fly threads that never
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.29 | "Singing Last Song at the Bottom of Lake
Chinook"
Typed draft.
First line: No one is at home in the coyotes den--their songs
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.30 | "A Moth, a Myth, a Daisy Chain Bookmark to
Slip Among the Days"
Typed draft.
First line: When the winner was coming down
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.30 | "Prayers to Paste on Your Tires"
Typed draft.
First line: No nails, no glass, no rocks
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.30 | "Jumper Cables"
Typed draft.
First line: Clamp at this end
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.31 | "Bookmark to Slip Among the Days"
Typed draft.
First line: Before daylight something touches my face
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.32 | "Big Eyes Looking into Lake
Chinook"
Typed draft.
First line: In the little frame they choose, a sudden
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.32v | "Prayers to Paste on Your Tires"
Typed draft.
First line: No nails, no glass, no rocks
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.32v | "Jumper Cables"
Typed draft.
First line: Clamp at this end
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.32v | "Bookmark to Slip Among the Days"
Typed draft.
First line: Before daylight something touched my face
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.33 | "Big Eyes Looking into Lake
Chinook"
Typed draft.
First line: In the little frame they choose
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.34 | "Program Notes From Number
514-07-1493"
Typed draft.
First line: You are entering The Now Museum. Here
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.35 | "Perspective Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: Up in the tree house
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12/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.35 | "For Someone Not Ordinary"
Typed draft.
First line: At twenty you leaned
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.36 | "In Camp"
Typed draft.
First line: That winter of the war, every day
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12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.36 | "Hostlers Son at School"
Typed draft.
First line: A thought is a candle that makes the cave
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11/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.37 | "Topics"
Typed draft.
First line: Steps you hear that carry you
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.38 | "In This Room"
Typed draft.
First line: There is someone in this room whose
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.39 | "Oak Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: When Mother in the quiet house looked out
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12/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.40 | "Oak Leaves "
Typed draft.
First line: When Mother in the quiet house looked out
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12/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.40v | "Ordinary Sonnet"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the ways will occur to you
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12/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.41 | "Ordinary Sonnet"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the ways will occur to you
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12/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.42 | "Growing Up"
Typed draft.
First line: One of my wings beat faster
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12/31/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.43 | "Oak Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: Mother in the quiet house looked out
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12/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.44 | "In Camp"
Typed draft.
First line: That winter of the war, someone
|
12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.45 | "In the Ninth Grade with the Hostlers Son At
School"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the birds came and someone put out
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11/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.46 | "In the Ninth Grade with the Hostlers Son At
School"
Typed draft.
First line: he was.
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11/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.47 | "Story for a Winter Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Late one winter night in The North
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.48 | "Story for a Winter Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Too big to stop, too strong to wear out, Ravager haunts
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1/10/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.49 | "My Sacrifice In Camp"
Typed draft.
First line: That first winter of the war, someone
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12/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.50 | "Remembering a Gong in CalcuttaBombay
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunlight cut the street, one half gold
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10/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.50 | "Road to Shiraz"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains are their own winter
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10/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.50v | "Putting a Hand Over a Bowl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind comes in and the curtains
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10/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.51 | "Finding Something In Kathmandu Remembering a
Gong in Calcutta"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunlight cut the street one half gold
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10/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.51v | "Road to Shiraz"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains are their own winter
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10/15/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, under the mountains, that century
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9/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.52 | "For Certain Dirty Holy Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bells cant rinse these ruins
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9/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Buddha came he brought
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9/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.54 | "In My Copy of Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far on the Kyber Road, beyond Peshawar
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9/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That sound behind the words
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9/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.56 | "Night Cries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a rain babies crawled from the mud
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9/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.57 | "Coming in from the Airport at
Cairo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No Nile, no Egypt, said the taxi-man
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9/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.58 | "Night Cries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a rain babies crawl from the mud
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9/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.59 | "Night Cries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a rain babies crawl from the mud
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9/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.60 | "Upon the a Bridge in Cairo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A loafer puffs a cigarette--
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9/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.60 | "City to City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night with the taxis running in shoals
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9/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.61 | "Leaving Bhit Shah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the willows a strange light comes
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9/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.62 | "Leaving Bhit Shah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the willows a strange light comes, and
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9/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.63 | "Leaving Bhit Shah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the willows a strange light comes, and
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9/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.64 | "Message from Kathmandu for Cadillac, Kits
Pet Rabbit, from Nepal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in the little washes and gullies
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9/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.65 | "After Agra"
Typed draft.
First line: The court that lets me live--how far
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9/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.66 | "Being Snug at Lahore Birthday Message for the
Shah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A blue light hung from the high ceiling
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9/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.67 | "By an Altar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you got life, it was
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10/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the bed where your body was
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10/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.68 | "To Go Out Sleeping Around and Around and
Around"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the world roll. It will come back
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10/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.68v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone I ask about this country
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10/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.68v | "My Home State"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wires that know where theyre going
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10/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.69 | "Vacant World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You did not live in that city. The streets
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10/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.69v | "Independence Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunk in the channel, half a rusty ship
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10/18/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the trees are close, even the fields
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9/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.70 | "Excursions Beginning the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone is thinking of the earth. I can
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9/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.71 | "Good Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We let the puppies into the woods
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9/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.71 | "Leaving Kathmandu At Any Airport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The plane sits above its big shadow
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9/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.72 | "Coming in from the Airport at
Cairo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No Nile, no Eqypt, said the taxi-man
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9/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was he was Wolf caused the trouble
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9/15/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.73 | "Poem Written to Pass the Time on a Hot Day in
Lahore, Pakistan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell me I cannot mean what I say
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9/15/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.74 | "Coming in from the Airport at
Cairo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No Nile, no Eqypt, said the taxi-man
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9/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.75 | "For Certain Dirty Holy Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bells wont rinse these ruins
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9/30/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each country owns a sky, that part
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10/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.76 | "In My Copy of Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far on the Kyber Road, beyond Peshawar
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9/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.76v | "Road to Shiraz"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains are their own winter
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10/15/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.77 | "Bangladesh"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The day green earth began
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10/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.78 | "Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals full of light
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10/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.79 | "Remembering a Gong in Calcutta"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunlight cut the street one-half gold
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10/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.80 | "At Kathmandu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here you find wonder carved, surprise
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9/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The morning hears itself brighten forward
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9/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.81 | "After Agra"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The court that lets me live--how far
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9/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.82 | "Birthday Message for the Shah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A blue light hanging from the high ceiling
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9/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.82v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you were alone in the sky
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9/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.82v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again on the curtain leaves the sun rays
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9/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some say Buddha saw the world and wept
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9/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.83 | "In My Copy of Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far in my travels, at Peshawar on the Khyber Road,
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9/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just over the mountains the country
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9/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.84 | "Killing Time Thoughts from a
Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ceilings I have studied and on them
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9/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.85 | "Killing Time Thoughts from a
Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: right on through the roof, and
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9/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could you live a passport? Yes,
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9/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over this room the clouds move west
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9/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the trees the people wandered
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8/31/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nimble, not walls. It was the open parts of
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9/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.89 | "For the Moment Gospel Is Whatever
Happens"
Typed draft.
First line: When I say, Breath,
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8/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.90 | "For the Moment Gospel Is Whatever
Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To the weathervane all winds
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8/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.90 | "For the Moment Gospel Is Whatever
Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you say, Breath,
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8/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.91 | "For the Moment Gospel Is Whatever
Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By one main turn and then
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8/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.92 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: For the Moment [Gospel Is Whatever Happens]
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.93 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: For the Moment [Gospel Is Whatever Happens]
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.94 | "Those Others"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun, your favor. Wind, attention
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8/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time this fall the balance at a mountain
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8/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Person in my life, person I meet
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8/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I begin to turn toward the seasons--
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8/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.97 | "Yonder"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond where we go is a
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At 5:30 dawn faintly touches the pillow
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8/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What comes for me is that river
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7/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.100 | "Important Things "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like Locate Knob out west
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8/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.101 | "Farewell Letter to Whoever Finds
It"
Typed draft.
First line: Every morning when light gives back
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.102 | "Lake Union"
Typed draft.
First line: This negative of a world, reflecting
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through rooms of rain a far friend moves
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One sky, one touch across all space
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accept our trivial best attempt
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.105 | "From Those Early Ones (Holding the Roethke
Chair 6)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you look out at the trees and the sun
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7/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.106 | "War-Monument Little Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The test of the wind across these treetops cannot
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.107 | "War-Monument Little Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The test of the wind across these treetops cannot
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.108 | "Facing His Scary Tradition (Holding the
Roethke Chair 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Sleet contempt--and I was only
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.109 | "Facing His Scary Tradition (Holding Teaching
the Roethke Chair 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Sleet contempt--and I was only...
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.109 | "War-Monument Little Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: Every t ree...
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.110 | "War-Monument Little Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The test of the wind across these treetops cannot
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.111 | "War-Monument Little Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The test of the wind across these treetops cannot
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the rain blow through the house
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8/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Land like a woman, the sun
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8/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the cold center nothing touches
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8/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.115 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: As the living pass, they bow till
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.116 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: As the living pass, they bow
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.117 | "Dialectics"
Typed draft.
First line: God should never have tried to cage a
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8/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.118 | "Dialectics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God should never have tried to cage a
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8/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.119 | "Piece of Newspaper"
Typed draft.
First line: Report from the Capital
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8/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.120 | "Piece of Newspaper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Report from the Capital
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8/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.121 | "Tonight"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight and another night linger
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.122 | "Tonight"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight and another night linger
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.122 | "Holding the Roethke Chair contents
list"
Typed draft.
First line: Poet in Residence
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.123 | "Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees having their picture taken
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8/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.124 | "Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees having their picture taken
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8/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.125 | "Tonight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the alone I see in classes
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8/15/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.125 | "Tonight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight and another night stand
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8/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.126 | "One Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Dulkl Knife, that sound, his name, surrounds
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.127 | "Yes, Thats How"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you sign on for Spaceship Earth
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8/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On one still evening we let our
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8/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.129 | "Thinking of Questions for to Be Asked During
an Interview (Holding the Roethke Chair: 5)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you a place where, when the world
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8/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.130 | "Yes, Thats How"
Typed draft.
First line: When you sign on for Speceship Earth
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8/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.131 | "To Write For Wallace Stevens"
Typed draft.
First line: We celebrate what celebrates. We party
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.132 | "Books"
Typed draft.
First line: A leaf falls down. A face betrayed
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.133 | "Autumn Scene Last Days Assignment: See
Something (Holding the Roethke Chair: 9)"
Typed draft.
First line: Full length, a grassblade saws a stone
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Streaming through the air, wild for attenton
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8/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far down the road a small speck, then
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7/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.136 | "Anticipated Memory Some Remarks When Richard
Hugo Came"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One war, I bombed their towns from five
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7/18/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.137 | "Both Ways"
Typed draft.
First line: Two things came through town every day
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.138 | "Anthropology John Haines, En Route to Alaska,
Reminds us of Steppenwolf (Roethke Chair: 4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you cross and arm with another
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7/10/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.139 | "Learning From Students (Roethke Chair:
3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You come early to the office, but they
|
7/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.140 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Analyzing poetry...
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7/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.141 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Through rooms of rain one far friend move
|
|
Box: 15 | 72.142 | "Meditation"
Typed draft.
First line: Trying like someone called in the night
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7/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.143 | "Some Several Remarks After Class (Roethke
Chair: 8)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Despite much preaching, Hell stays paved
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7/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.144 | "Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying like someone called in the night
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7/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.145 | "Gestures This Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In an old bookshop the owner pushed
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7/7/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.145 | "Its Like Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At sunset I have piled the empties and
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7/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.146 | "Life by Water Lake Union"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this river, the negative of the world
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6/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way clouds become sky beyond
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6/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.148 | "Rainy When Im Youre Gone "
Handwritten draft.
First line: As early as rain I got up, walked into
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6/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.149 | "Summer Apartment: Living Alone (Roethke
Chair: 7)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in a cupboard or box
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6/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because there are fields always beyond
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6/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.151 | "Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In glass I saw a huge anchor-hook
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6/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.152 | "Rainy When Im Youre Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As early as rain I get up, walk into
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.153 | "That Nothing to Be Carved on
Stone"
Typed draft.
First line: If lightning lasted, thought might
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.153 | "Facing His Scary Tradition (Roethke Chair: 1
2)"
Typed draft.
First line: That sleek contempt of his
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.154 | "Rainy When Im Youre Gone"
Typed draft.
First line: As early as rain I get up, walk into
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.155 | "Writing (2 tss.)"
Typed draft.
First line: Time is so young that it never gets part
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6/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.156 | "The Summer Apartment: Living
Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you look into the middle of zero
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6/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.157 | "Nothing to Be Carved in Stone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If lightning lasted, thought might
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6/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only what is here, can we give
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6/18/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.159 | "Nothing to Be Carved in Stone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If lightning lasted, what we think
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6/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.159 | "Nothing to Be Carved in Stone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If lightning lasted, thought might
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6/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before dawn the light at the school
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6/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the sage found, open land
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6/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.162 | "Big Story Around Us Strange Face on the
Sand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch a branch and listen
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6/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.163 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now it is not a story: that beautiful face on the sand
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.164 | "World"
Typed draft.
First line: It came up to the door, and I hurried
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.165 | "Trying to Remember the Moon While We Walk on
It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Domes of water on every leaf
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.166 | "Trying to Remember the Moon While We Walk on
It"
Typed draft.
First line: It wasnt real, but there
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.167 | "Trying to Remember the Moon While We Walk on
It"
Typed draft.
First line: Will no one song domes in the air
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.168 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Typed draft.
First line: Now it is not a story - that beautiful
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.169 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Typed draft.
First line: Now it is not a story
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.170 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: the grass down, he scuffed
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.171 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once upon a time the world had a story
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6/10/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.172 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Typed draft.
First line: It is not a story - that beautiful
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.173 | "Strange Face on the Sand"
Typed draft.
First line: Once upon a time the world had a story
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.174 | "Trying to Remember the Moon While We Walk on
It"
Typed draft.
First line: It wasnt real, but there
|
6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.174 | "World"
Typed draft.
First line: It came up to the door, and I hurried
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.175 | "World"
Typed draft.
First line: It came up to the door, and I hurried
|
1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.175 | "Trying to Remember the Moon While We Walk on
It"
Typed draft.
First line: It wasnt real, but there
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6/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.176 | "Lines for a Girl Named Rosy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nerves are gray. And in the light
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6/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.177 | "Lines for a Girl Named Rosy"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds are gray. And in the light
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6/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.178 | "Lines for a Girl Named Rosy"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds are gray. And in the light
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6/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.179 | "Poet in Residence (Roethke Chair:
1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little quarrels among the keys enliven
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6/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.180 | "Second Day, Summer Session, U of Washington
Poet in Residence (Roethke Chair: 1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Little quarrels among the keys
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6/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.181 | "Facing His Scary Tradition (Roethke Chair:
2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleet contempt - and I was only
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6/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.182 | "Little War-Monument Speech for July
4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the flower comes, after the right
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6/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.183 | "Facing His Scary Tradition (Roethke Chair:
2)"
Typed draft.
First line: That sleet contempt he had, sudden as a gust
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6/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.184 | "Trying the Roethke Chair Facing His Scary
Tradition (Roethke Chair: 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: That sleet contempt he had - but I am only
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6/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.185 | "Little War-Monument Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The test of the wind across these treetops cannot
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6/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.185 | "Attempting the Roethke Chair Facing His Scary
Tradition (Roethke Chair: 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: That sleet contempt - but I am only
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6/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.186 | "Living Alone (Roethke Chair: 7)"
Typed draft.
First line: You look where I look: though
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6/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.187 | "Little War-Monument Speech for July
4"
Typed draft.
First line: The test of the wind across these trees cannot
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6/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.188 | "Living Alone (Roethke Chair: 7)"
Typed draft.
First line: You look where I look: though
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6/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.189 | "Second Day, Summer Session, U of Washington
Poet in Residence (Roethke Chair: 1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Little quarrels among the keys
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6/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.190 | "Trying the Roethke Chair Facing His Scary
Tradition (Roethke Chair: 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: That sleet contempt of his, sudden as a gust
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6/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.191 | "Scenes Along Lake Union"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the reflecting glass, hooded
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6/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.192 | "War-Monument Speech for July 4"
Typed draft.
First line: We knock on an oak and for each rememberer
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6/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.193 | "There Is a Weight in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be a tap at the door, but
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7/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have bitten what came, but out there
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7/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.195 | "For Wallace Stevens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To celebrate what celebrates, the party
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8/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.196 | "Books"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The leaf went down. A face betrayed
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8/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.197 | "Books"
Typed draft.
First line: A leaf drops down
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8/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.198 | "One Man"
Typed draft.
First line: Dull Knife, that sound, his name, surrounded
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7/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.199 | "One Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: always gaining on history and racing forth
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7/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.200 | "Autumn Scene Last Days Assignment: See
Something (Holding the Roethke Chair: 9)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The spring that ran the stars ran down. They stand
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7/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.200 | "One Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am that sound your name surrounded
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7/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.201 | "Coming Back Pride and Self-
Possession"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The story that you are wise, that
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3/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.201 | "Accountability Try This One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Above the forest
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3/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.202 | "Message and Context"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inscribed on a old truck tire
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4/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the birds calling that slowly
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4/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.204 | "Church Keeps On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes, even in their silence, old
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4/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.205 | "Rebuttal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came on from that gray country
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4/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the window where you thought the way to lie
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4/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Next time through, slower. Next
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4/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How near or how far - no one
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4/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.208 | "Canadian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear the wild geese. Know how
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3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.209 | "Incident in Fortran"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not earth, something else touches the clicking
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3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we taxied the runway
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3/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Visitor, once this place hid from
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3/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard the rumored moment
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3/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.213 | "Its Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fold whatever it is and carry
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3/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunset will be elected
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3/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They took away the great bear
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3/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.216 | "Flying over British Columbia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just the same, I think
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3/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.216 | "Watching a Child Play in the
Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any place I stay turns into home
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3/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we have among us touches
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3/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When could shadows find their mountain
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3/7/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.219 | "Millions of Spiritual Creatures Walking Away
an Undeclared War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were so poor we were at the wolfs door
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3/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, I like it - living
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3/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.221 | "Local Statement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reminded by the wind, our trees
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3/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.222 | "Apologia Pro Vita Sua"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell the earth about the stars
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3/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other thoughts than ours hold or move
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2/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the clock happened, and the sun
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2/7/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking from any window you go
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2/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.226 | "Autumn Leaf Riddle from the Ealdworde
Ms."
Handwritten draft.
First line: So came I, now caught but
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2/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one streams too far toward
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2/4/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.228 | "Some Words for Hamlet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He found another tongue, the quiddities
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2/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That path we stayed away from
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1/31/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.229 | "Catullus LXXII"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little fist or baby hand, that kind of
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2/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.230 | "Some Words for Hamlet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Noblesse oblige - across the street canyon
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2/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.231 | "Living"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even pain you can take, in waves
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12/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something winter gives and has no name
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1/31/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.233 | "Way to Spend a Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Start out in the sun, alone walking
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.234 | "En route to Albuquerque (note
card)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From one work to another...
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2/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At gopher level this country is endless: the
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1/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I like to breathe. What a fish knows
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1/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is where the world was. Hearts
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1/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow is in the leisure class
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1/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is where the world was
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1/26/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As with you as rain, our time
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1/18/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.240 | "Knowing Watching a Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds the ocean dreams come
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1/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.240 | "Universal Epitaph Going Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way to join carbon again
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1/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.241 | "Birthday on Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: Earth, serene before the sun
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1/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.242 | "Graffiti for the Pentagon"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the copper, and ready to surprise
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.242 | "Origins of Homeland"
Typed draft.
First line: So long that we werent people then
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only tomorrow, then yesterday
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1/10/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.244 | "Like It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What fell we called what falls
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1/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.244 | "Empathy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the gray paws come
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1/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.245 | "Before the Disease Dutch Elm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Street meant two lines of trunks
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1/7/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.246 | "Denial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, only to you, flat rocks in the mountains
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1/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.247 | "Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning, the birds boiling over
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1/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive been hearing the wild geese
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1/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.249 | "Legend from Great Slave Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stones hear lost things, that still cry
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12/3/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive been hearing the wild geese
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12/17/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the glance they left spear and shield
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1/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.252 | "Witnessing for Our Youth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they have taken everything we wanted
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12/29/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.253 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was living behind...
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12/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you find that road, if you
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12/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.254 | "Great Lecturer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of them, he said, are like windows. I walked over
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12/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.255 | "Minnows in the Surf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many, many give
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12/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.256 | "Crossing the Cascades to Hole in the
Wall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first you feel stiff, on the medium slope
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12/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.257 | "Crossing the Cascades to Hole in the
Wall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first you feel stiff, on the medium slope
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12/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.258 | "Minnows in the Surf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many giving, giving
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12/18/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.259 | "Now Listen Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive said it so often: the yellowhammer
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12/13/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.259 | "Living"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can travel, you can roll this burden
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12/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.260 | "0.38"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This metal has come to look at
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12/12/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.261 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cars went winking...
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12/1/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That glacier where the lost things are
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12/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.261 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: And that kind of sleep those little birds
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12/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.262 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When the sun comes over Nevada
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11/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.263 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: What we heard, after the world, was
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11/28/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.264 | "Now Listen Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slamming heads into shakes. Thats
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11/19/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.265 | "Now Listen Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be definite. By single bids
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11/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.265 | "Room 000"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the last class, in the empty room
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11/22/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.266 | "World When My Father Was Young"
Typed draft.
First line: In his separate hat moving through
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11/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.267 | "In These Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Along streets where people turn cold
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11/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.268 | "In These Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along streets where people turn cold
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11/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often at night going away
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11/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.269 | "In These Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little farther every night, snow
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11/9/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.270 | "My Father Had Hopes When The World When My
Father Was Young"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In his separate hat moving through
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11/8/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.271 | "Tough Critics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They cant remember. They strain
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11/6/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So clear that no one saw it
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11/7/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.272 | "Lecture on the Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An elegy is really about the wilting of a flower
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11/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down the street where the light misses
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11/2/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.273 | "(prose page)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is unselfconscious talk...
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12/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.274 | "Denial"
Typed draft.
First line: No, only to you, flat rocks in the mountains
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1/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.274 | "Living"
Typed draft.
First line: Even pain you can take, in waves
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1/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.275 | "Way It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: Morning the birds boiling over
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1/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.276 | "Living"
Typed draft.
First line: Even pain you can take, in waves
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12/16/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.277 | "Old Hero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The left is my lonely shoulder. Outside
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12/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The days. I turn and look back
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1/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under his arch the teacher touches
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11/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.279 | "Inscription to Be Found on an
Island"
Typed draft.
First line: When our hands were here they
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11/30/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.279 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Over gullies and culverts night stares in
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11/23/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.279 | "Towns in Nevada"
Typed draft.
First line: Every night the mountains die in operatic poses
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11/24/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.280 | "Great Lecturer"
Typed draft.
First line: All of them, he said, are like windows. I walked over
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12/20/1971 |
Box: 15 | 72.281 | "Like It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: What fell we called what falls
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1/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.281 | "Empathy"
Typed draft.
First line: We heard the gray paws then
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1/9/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.281v | "Before the Disease Dutch Elm"
Typed draft.
First line: Street meant two rows of trunks
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1/7/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.282 | "Origins"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So long ago that we werent people then
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1/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.282 | "Graffiti for a Plaque at the
Pentagon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the copper, and ready to surprise
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1/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.283 | "In Memoriam"
Typed draft.
First line: Its inside all rivers, a voice that
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1/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.284 | "In Memoriam"
Typed draft.
First line: Its inside all rivers, a voice that
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1/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.285 | "In Memoriam"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its inside all rivers, a voice that never
|
1/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Already word has gone out
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1/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Did he think
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1/16/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.287 | "Glimpse by the Path"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mitten, follow that hand. And
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1/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.288 | "Way to Spend a Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Start out in the sun
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1/27/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.289 | "At Archbishop Lamys Church in Santa
Fe"
Typed draft.
First line: You down there in the stone, was it
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2/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.290 | "At Archbishop Lamys Church in Santa
Fe"
Typed draft.
First line: In late winter sunlight I have come
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2/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.291 | "At Archbishop Lamys Church in Santa
Fe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In late winter sunlight my faint
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2/8/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.292 | "For a Time Capsule Launched from Ireland
Inventory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember - we were warm
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2/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.293 | "Author"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For those who praise my easy manner
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2/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.293 | "Awaking to Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we lived the loudest sound
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2/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.294 | "Every An Old Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: That summer I learned to aim my dream
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2/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.295 | "Old Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One summer I learned to aim my dream
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2/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.296 | "Where We Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside a sound I live, inside
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2/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.296 | "Certified from the New Satellite"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to sound extends an ear
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2/18/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.297 | "Catullus LXXII"
Typed draft.
First line: A little fist or baby hand, that kind of
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2/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.298 | "Some Words for Hamlet"
Typed draft.
First line: He found another tongue, the quiddities
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2/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.298 | "Catullus LXXII"
Typed draft.
First line: A little fist or baby hand, that kind of
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2/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.299 | "Some Words for Hamlet"
Typed draft.
First line: He found another tongue, quiddities
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2/3/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.300 | "Every An Old Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: That summer I learned to aim my dream
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2/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stories I sleep through, wind
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2/15/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.301 | "How to Provide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By candlelight, the surrounding dark becomes
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2/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.302 | "At Morgans Leap"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far true bells ring
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2/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.302 | "How to Provide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By candlelight, surrounding dark
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2/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.303 | "Inventory"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember - we were warm
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2/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.303 | "Author"
Typed draft.
First line: For those who praise my manner
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2/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.303 | "Awaking to Death"
Typed draft.
First line: That scuff of the quiet snake, that longest
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2/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.304 | "Distance Where We Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside a sound I live, within
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2/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.305 | "Inventory"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember - we were warm
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2/11/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.305 | "Author"
Typed draft.
First line: For those who praise my manner
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2/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.305 | "Distance Where We Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside a sound I live, within
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2/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.306 | "Straw Plant in Dry Dirt"
Typed draft.
First line: A glance aside when
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2/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.306 | "Where we Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside a sound I live, inside
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2/17/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.306 | "Certified from the New Satellite"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to your sound extends an ear
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2/18/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.307 | "Straw Plant in Dry Dirt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A glance aside, when we
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2/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.307 | "My Friends My Enemies My Lonely
Hours"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late, the hours for someone to help me, and
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2/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.308 | "My Friends My Enemies My Lonely
Hours"
Typed draft.
First line: Late, the deep hours awake, for someone to help me, and
|
2/21/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.309 | "At Morgans Leap"
Typed draft.
First line: Far true bells ring through the woods
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2/28/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.310 | "Autumn Leaf - an Old English Poem Riddle from
the Ealdworde Ms."
Typed draft.
First line: So came I then, caught but
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2/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.311 | "My Epitaph Going Away"
Typed draft.
First line: On the way to join carbon again
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1/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.311 | "Watching a Storm"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds the ocean dreams come
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1/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.312 | "My Epitaph Going Away"
Typed draft.
First line: On the way to join carbon again
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1/23/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.312 | "Watching the a Storm"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds the ocean dreams come
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1/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.313 | "Ritual"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thunder lasted a long time, some
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2/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.313 | "Just by Looking At the Edge of
Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when the clouds float
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2/29/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.314 | "Apologia pro Vita Sua"
Typed draft.
First line: As I traveled with Earth, I told
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3/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.315 | "Accountability Try This One"
Typed draft.
First line: Above the forest
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3/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.315 | "Coming Back Prise and
Self-Possession"
Typed draft.
First line: The story that you are wise, that
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3/5/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.316 | "Glimpse by the Path"
Typed draft.
First line: Mitten, follow that hand. All
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1/25/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.317 | "Apologia pro Vita Sua"
Typed draft.
First line: As I traveled the earth I heard
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3/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.318 | "Where You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont move. Lie still
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4/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.318 | "Easter Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But for my part in the sunrise, no
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4/2/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.319 | "Figuring Out Whats Wrong"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe you ought not to wear
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3/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.320 | "Millions of Spiritual Creatures Walking Away
an Undeclared War"
Typed draft.
First line: Where we live, every place in the sky
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3/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.321 | "Millions of Spiritual Creatures Walking Away
an Undeclared War"
Typed draft.
First line: Where we lived, a place in the sky
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3/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.322 | "Incident in Fortran"
Typed draft.
First line: Not Earth, something else touches the clicking
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3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.322 | "Canadian"
Typed draft.
First line: Hear the wild geese. Know how their eyes
|
3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.323 | "Local Statement"
Typed draft.
First line: After their trance all night, our trees
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3/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.324 | "Canadian"
Typed draft.
First line: Hear the wild geese; know how their
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3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.325 | "World of Words All Nouns in
Quotes"
Typed draft.
First line: What words they lend me, I half use
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3/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.325 | "Watching a Child Play in the
Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: The disapproval that mud accepts
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3/24/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.326 | "Millions of Spiritual Creatures Walking Away
an Undeclared War"
Typed draft.
First line: Where we lived, every place in the sky
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3/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.327 | "Incident in Fortran"
Typed draft.
First line: Too distant to feel, something prowls
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3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.327 | "Canadian"
Typed draft.
First line: Hear the wild geese. Know how their
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3/14/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.328 | "Local Statement"
Typed draft.
First line: After their trance all night the trees
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3/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.329 | "Where You Are"
Typed draft.
First line: Lie still. Dont move.
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4/1/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.329 | "Figuring Out What Is Wrong"
Typed draft.
First line: Your hair is getting long, but sometimes
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3/6/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.330 | "Stray Lines - 12 March 1972 A Local
Statement"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes it seems there is no
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3/12/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.331 | "Cinquain"
Typed draft.
First line: Baby
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3/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.331 | "Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the rain stays, gray
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3/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.331 | "Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: Heart, find again that
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3/22/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.332 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: As the living pass, they bow
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.333 | "Sitka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It began to come true, the long cold
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3/19/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.333 | "World of Words in Quotes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time God was in a play
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3/20/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.334 | "Sorry Im Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Clock, I take it all back
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.334 | "In the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: Once you look up, this place becomes
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.335 | "Rebuttal"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of you words that follow me
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4/13/1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.335 | "Any Journey"
Typed draft.
First line: When God watches you walk, you are
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.335 | "Vespers"
Typed draft.
First line: As the living pas, they bow
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.336 | "Looking For Something Returns"
Typed draft.
First line: In the West a great fish, frenzied upstream
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1972 |
Box: 15 | 72.337 | "Returns"
Typed draft.
First line: In the West the salmon frenzied upstream when
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5/2/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.1 | "Letter to Jim and Carol Heynen about NWReview
special issue (first of 15 pages, the last containing only the title A
Bibliography"
Typed draft.
First line: Enclosed is a kind of elaborated table of contents...
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10/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.2 | "2-page letter to Kim and Beverly enclosing
materials for possible publication."
Typed draft.
First line: The more I think...
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3/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.3 | "Letter to Paul Engle about poems submitted
for degree requirements"
Typed draft.
First line: The enclosed..
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8/3/1953 |
Box: 16 | 73.4 | "Farewell, Iowa City"
Typed draft.
First line: Farewell to the naked lady
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1/1/1953 |
Box: 16 | 73.5 | "Home Fire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though I in some new way turn
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10/14/1951 |
Box: 16 | 73.6 | "Ode on My Seventeenth Year Jumba
Hauk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jumba Hauk and his orgyestra
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3/16/1951 |
Box: 16 | 73.7 | "Jumba Hauk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jumba Hauk and his orgyestra
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.8 | "Dedication"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fall under the beginning of the rain
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11/25/1953 |
Box: 16 | 73.9 | "Dedication"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any of you out there remember me - the account is not closed
yet
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11/28/1953 |
Box: 16 | 73.10 | "Becoming a Writer Back Then: Some Memories of
the Iowa Workshop (1st page)"
Typed draft.
First line: It must have been the fall of 1950...
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.11 | "Having Become a Writer: Some Reflections (3
pp.)"
Typed draft.
First line: Why did it take so long...
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.12 | "top half of page with Ceremony"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the day by long walking seconding each other
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6/14/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.13 | "top half of page with Traveling through the
Dark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Self-justifying acts...
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6/17/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.14 | "letter to Patricia Brooks, NR
Review"
Typed draft.
First line: It seems strange...
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10/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.15 | "Dedication"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stand by the library. It is an August night
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12/3/1953 |
Box: 16 | 73.16 | "Dedication"
Typed draft.
First line: We stood by the library. It was an August night.
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12/3/1953 |
Box: 16 | 73.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before lambs die, and morning clouds
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8/31/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In pasture field the bending tree
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5/12/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No door slams in the miles of Wyoming grass
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8/13/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.19 | "Night Cruise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our boat slammed all night in the channel
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8/14/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Multiple face of Nootka Flow
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8/13/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.21 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Camping on the Metolius...
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8/21/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.22 | "prose"
Typed draft.
First line: Brooks and Warren
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.23 | "For Aunt Bessy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the years when we grew away
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1/23/1954 |
Box: 16 | 73.24 | "West of Your City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: West of your city, into the fern neglect
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6/3/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.25 | "West of Your City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pigeons hover west of your city
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6/4/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.26 | "Story of When Daddy Was a Boy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ten cents and hour...
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6/15/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.27 | "Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mid-ocean she called it
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6/18/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day that had marched up to my door
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6/18/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.28 | "Life Among the Artists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miss Jostle, meet m y friend Little Cactus
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6/22/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.28 | "In the Paddock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I promise the forefeet with my mild eye
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6/22/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.29 | "In the Paddock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I promise the forefeet with my mild eye
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6/23/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.29 | "Life Among the Artists Appropriate
Remarks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miss Jostle, may I present Mr Cactus
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6/23/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.29 | "Augurer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We extricate ourselves by simple turns
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6/23/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.30 | "Pioneer Prairie Town "
Typed draft.
First line: There was a river under that whole town
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3/1/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.31 | "Aunt Mabel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world haunted by its good deeds
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11/19/1962 |
Box: 16 | 73.32 | "Aunt Mabel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When our senator voted for war
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11/20/1962 |
Box: 16 | 73.33 | "Way It Was Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aunt Mabel used to say
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8/9/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.34 | "Way It Was Then"
Typed draft.
First line: Aunt Mabel used to say
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8/9/1956 |
Box: 16 | 73.35 | "This Issue 1 (draft for 1973 NW
Rev)"
Typed draft.
First line: Is a writer who lives nearby...
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.36 | "This Issue 2 (for 1973 NW Rev)"
Typed draft.
First line: All events and experiences are local...
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.37 | "One of the Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: A square of color on Rayls Hill
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.38 | "One of the Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: A square of color on Rayls Hill
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undated |
Box: 16 | 73.39 | "One of the Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That prairie grass the trail went through
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1/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.39v | "One of the Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A square of color on Rayls Hill
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1/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.40 | "One of the Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once in the sun an outlaw
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1/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.41 | "One of the Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They climbed on hands and knees up
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1/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.42 | "Birthday Message for the Shah from Someone
Far from Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A blue light hangs from the high ceiling
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9/14/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide scene: overcast, wet
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9/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.43 | "Meeting Roll Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You again, raindrop
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9/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sound when you like it
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9/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.45 | "Day When You Are Reading This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The planet of nothing fills the sky, and
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9/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.46 | "What Kim Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is the trail to Hole-in-the-Wall?
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9/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These people elect what they deserve
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9/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.47 | "What Kim Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day in the candle
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9/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.48 | "At Any Border"
Typed draft.
First line: Truck track in the dust or tank track
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7/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.48 | "Welcome to Travelers"
Typed draft.
First line: In the desert where we live because the stars
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9/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.49 | "Welcome to Travelers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the desert where we live because of the stars
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9/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.50 | "At Any Border"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Truck track in the dust or tank track
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7/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.51 | "Where Did You Go?"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds come over. In the deep forest
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9/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.52 | "Biology Notes"
Typed draft.
First line: Speech we had, and even talk
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9/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.53 | "In the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Out in tomorrow an island
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10/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.54 | "History Lesson An Incident in
Space"
Typed draft.
First line: Something the size of a speck of dust
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9/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.55 | "Incident in Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something the size of a speck of dust
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9/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.56 | "Biology Notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Speech we had, and even talk
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9/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.57 | "Where Did You Go?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds came over. In the deep forest
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9/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.58 | "Day When You Are Reading This"
Typed draft.
First line: The planet of Nothing fills the sky, and
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9/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.59 | "Slow Land"
Typed draft.
First line: The sun gradually pulls a whole
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.59 | "One A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: Something on iron wheels
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.60 | "This Town: Winter Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Dabo
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.61 | "This Town: Winter Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Our town in the morning
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.62 | "This Town: Winter Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun on one side - fire
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.63 | "You from There, Me from Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Tingaling, this is your telephone
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10/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.64 | "This Town: Winter Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our town in the morning
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Noise, and music - and then
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10/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.65 | "You from There, Me from Here, You from
There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Connected by a wire tickled by
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10/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.66 | "They"
Typed draft.
First line: Even if theyre not expected they
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10/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.67 | "In the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in tomorrow an island
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10/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.67 | "They"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only because they are expected they
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10/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.68 | "Historical Facts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the bark on a tree a little bat
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10/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.69 | "Meeting My Class Called Easy
Writer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the cages were the animals
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10/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.70 | "Historical Facts"
Typed draft.
First line: My father willed me some little things
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10/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.70 | "Robert Cruden Speaks Meeting My Class Called
Easy Writer 2 October 1973"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the cages were the animals
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10/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.71 | "Joan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joan, she was Scotch
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10/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.72 | "Joan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was something else...
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10/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.73 | "Joan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hammy was the one...
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10/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.74 | "Picturesque"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best scene - after a storm
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10/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.75 | "Message for Upstairs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - these words all pull; each one
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10/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.76 | "Watching It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone reaches out. It is time for another
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10/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.77 | "In the Autumn"
Typed draft.
First line: When the last machines are fighting each other
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10/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.78 | "In the Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the aspens were yellow there was
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10/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.79 | "Wovokas Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the rains giant shoulders make a silver
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10/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.80 | "Wovokas Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: The people around me
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10/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.81 | "Wovokas Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: The people around me
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10/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.82 | "Wovokas Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile on the mountains yellow
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10/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.83 | "People Around Me Wovokas
Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They meet me. Often they will
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10/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.84 | "Wovokas Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile on the mountain yellow
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10/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.85 | "Wovokas Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaf by leaf they measured
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10/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.86 | "Mountain That Got Little"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hidden here somewhere, more timid than
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7/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.86 | "Today Something to Mention"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A rabbit and I were nibbling a little piece of wood
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7/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.87 | "This Town: Winter Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun on the one side - fir, and moon
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.88 | "Here Is. . ."
Typed draft.
First line: Dwning toward each other, two
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.89 | "How to Sit in a Chair at the Library
Episode"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I knew a man who made a chair
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7/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.90 | "Rodeo at Sisters, Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard the mountains not saying
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7/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.91 | "Our This Town: in the Winter
Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Sun on one side - fire
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.92 | "A Picture of a This Town: Winter
Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Sun on one side - fire
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.93 | "Rodeo at Sisters, Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: When the speaker stops
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7/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.94 | "Here Is. . ."
Typed draft.
First line: Dawning toward each other
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.95 | "Episodes"
Typed draft.
First line: A sound like nothing wakes me - snow
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7/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.96 | "Looking Out in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not events or how far or
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7/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.97 | "This Room When Winter Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: Curtain drawn, I listen to a storm walk on
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.98 | "How to Sit in a Chair"
Typed draft.
First line: I knew a man who made a chair
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7/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.99 | "How to Sit in a Chair"
Typed draft.
First line: I know a man who made a chair
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7/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.100 | "Looking Out in the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a promise. If you
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7/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.101 | "Episodes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden worlds occur to me, the one
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7/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.101 | "It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt much, but it / left a scar
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7/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.102 | "Episode How to Sit in a Chair"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night I am reading
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7/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.102 | "Looking Out in the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a promise. If you live a certain
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7/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.103 | "July Late Fall Meadow"
Typed draft.
First line: Yesterday was going home: it has a path
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.103v | "July Meadow"
Typed draft.
First line: By day the sun goes home; it has
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.104 | "Episodes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along its gleaming side, the car flowed
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7/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All sides, as from atop a wall
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7/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.105 | "July Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun is going home. It has a path
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7/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.106 | "July Late Fall Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some birds, even, have a way to listen, instead of a song
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7/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.106 | "July Late Fall Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the cave my eyes grow
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7/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.107 | "This Town: Winter Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun on this side - firs, and moon
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7/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.108 | "Pathetic Fallacies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to the marvelous cave a hand spread wonder
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7/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.109 | "Pathetic Fallacies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The brave are deprived. All they
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7/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.110 | "Pathetic Fallacies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are dreams the mountain has, to take
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7/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.110 | "Report from a Mild Old Man by the Road
Episode"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To many of the young around me
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7/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.111 | "Some Remarks from a Mild Old Man by the
Road"
Typed draft.
First line: Many of you young around me
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7/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.112 | "Pathetic Fallacies"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to the marvelous cave a hand spread wonder
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7/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the winners of this debate
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11/10/1970 |
Box: 16 | 73.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the trunk lifts the branches
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11/10/1970 |
Box: 16 | 73.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always a whisper, then
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11/10/1970 |
Box: 16 | 73.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I breathe for America. When my
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11/10/1970 |
Box: 16 | 73.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the leaves, appearing by their own
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6/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.116 | "Hello And . . ."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hello the Saint, who likes mornings
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6/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something about the way I live
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6/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.118 | "Light"
Typed draft.
First line: When we cant see, thats different light
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6/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.119 | "Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you cant see, thats different light
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6/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plan on squared paper for Sisters house
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through a scattering of people no straight
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6/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You whistle tin
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6/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even deep in a cave this day belongs
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6/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.123 | "Sonnet against Peckinpah"
Typed draft.
First line: Above this tombstone - Colt, Winchester, Sharp
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5/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.124 | "Sonnet against Peckinpah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Above new tombstones - Col, Winchester, Sharp
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5/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through these days, through this careful song
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6/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sky behind the sky, that
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5/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the mountains began to bend, when
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5/31/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In June they came past here looking
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5/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today, inside the day, no sight butq
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5/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It rounds the earth, touching the hills
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5/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.128 | "Great Books the War Kept from Being
Written"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The steel horizon always cut every
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5/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came past, alone. Somewhere
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5/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of spring someone may linger
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5/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The silent star, not Hollywood
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5/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.132 | "April 1973 Gift for Kit Out by Spensers
Butte"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fence wire sang - spring wind
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5/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.133 | "Space Age"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just at daylight a ratchet spoke
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes from the air across the lake
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4/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.134 | "Child You Were"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once in leaves buried in a park
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4/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.135 | "Before the Romans Space Age Sonnet against
Peckinpah"
Typed draft.
First line: A ratchet speaks. Before waking
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5/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.136 | "Space Age Sonnet against
Peckinpah"
Typed draft.
First line: Before the Romans there were
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5/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.137 | "To Sam Space Age Sonnet against
Peckinpah"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day even the guns will
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5/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.138 | "Space Age Sonnet against
Peckinpah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day even the guns will
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5/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will come back, one step and
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4/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.139 | "Child You Were"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowly into the light and slowly out of the light
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4/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When daylight came it was my hands held
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5/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the sky mean what it
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5/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.141 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Kalamazoo
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4/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Daylight comes inside my hands. They
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5/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a side where the city was only
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5/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.144 | "Worthy Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fingers to help - do you think they ever
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5/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the sky goes on, because
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5/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All through spring the long dawns
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5/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember, Rod, how the editor cropped that picture
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4/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every leaf touches mist and gains
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4/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.148 | "Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Robin
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4/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.148 | "Morning and Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Days with plenty of silver, early
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4/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.149 | "Morning and Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days with plenty of silver, the early
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4/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.149 | "Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robin
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4/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.150 | "In the Ads"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Found: Pale, bareheaded day wandering
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4/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At 5 a.m. it is still dark, but the trees
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4/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.152 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: That girl programmed, conditioned for
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.153 | "Those of Us Left"
Typed draft.
First line: Once, some of Indians had leaves
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6/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.154 | "Those of Us Left"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once, some of us Indians had leaves
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6/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.155 | "Those of Us Left"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One girl had leaves for hair
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6/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.156 | "Where the Saw Is"
Typed draft.
First line: It waits in a little room. You turn
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6/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.157 | "One Thing at a Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The faith that holds a mountain still
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6/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.157 | "Where the New Saw Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It waits in a little room. You turn
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6/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.158 | "One Thing at a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: The knob I stare at helps. It holds
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6/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.158v | "One Thing at a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: The knob we stare at helps. It holds while the rest
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6/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.159 | "One Thing at a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: The knob we stare at helps
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6/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.160 | "One Thing at a Time"
Typed draft.
First line: The knob I stare at helps. It holds
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6/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.161 | "One Thing at a Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knob you stare at helps. It holds
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6/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.162 | "Explaining How It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the way it is: Back then
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6/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.163 | "Explaining How It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The brief sun found us. Then
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6/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.164 | "Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This world is on fire, slow flame
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6/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.165 | "Today Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: The world is on fire. Slow flame
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6/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.166 | "Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This world is on fire, slow flame
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6/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.167 | "Recalling Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This world is on fire, slow flame
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6/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.168 | "Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This world is on fire, slow flame
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6/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.169 | "Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This world is on fire, slow flame
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6/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.170 | "Utah Campfire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tonight it is luck, whatever flame
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6/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.171 | "On a Picture of Bret and Kim"
Typed draft.
First line: The lost children looked over
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6/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.172 | "From the Kitchen Window"
Typed draft.
First line: Pine bough, barbed wire, grass, 5 a.m.
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6/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.172 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Light stands there amazed in a rainbow
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6/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.173 | "Over Utah: the Angel Moroni"
Typed draft.
First line: And under in the earth - races once
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6/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.174 | "On a Picture of Bret and Kim"
Typed draft.
First line: The lost children look over a lake
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6/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.175 | "Hello And . . . "
Typed draft.
First line: Hello the Saint, who likes mornings
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6/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.175 | "On a Picture of Bret and Kim"
Typed draft.
First line: The lost children looked over
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6/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.176 | "Over Utah: the Angel Moroni"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke or cloud cities the wind
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6/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today will touch tomorrow. Both
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6/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some ways to live glitter before
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6/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the light came down it was
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6/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.178 | "From the Kitchen Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pine bough seen at 5 a.m.
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6/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.179 | "Lines to Introduce Fragments from a Journal
"
Typed draft.
First line: Go, little book I never thought
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.179 | "Decoration Glimpsed on a Wall in a
Hotel"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid of you, the mirror turns
|
1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.180 | "Today Something to Mention"
Typed draft.
First line: A rabbit and I were nibbling a little piece of wood
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7/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.181 | "(prose)= 11824 (poem)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you sense...
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3/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.182 | "poem = 11823 (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: I will understand a muskox in the snow
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3/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.183 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: clogged my voice and I could not speak
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3/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was an afternoon when I tried
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3/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.184 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back there wrapped in clock ticking, something
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3/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.185 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you are going, defend me
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3/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.186 | "For the Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how old the trees are, and
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2/22/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.186 | "Address to My Colleagues As I Leave Before
They Can Wish Me Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is your friend who used to
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2/22/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.187 | "Address to My Colleagues As I Leave Before
They Can Wish Me Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: work here...
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2/22/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some faces have discoeverd what comes
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2/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geese flowed by overhead
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2/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like angelus, like telling the stones, the water
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2/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rock to stay, lace to pretend
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2/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we found the two rivers
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2/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.191 | "With the Kids in Quonset Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever crossed our lawn, we welcomed
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2/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.192 | "With the Kids in Beyond Quonset
Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This world is that room predicted then
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2/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the rain finds me, I know Ive found
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2/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I found the place where we
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2/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the narrow places we were still
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2/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.196 | "Late Parking Lot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light flat on the marked squares
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2/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.197 | "Big World"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember that first summer when you
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2/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The horizon, and the dust was moving grain
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2/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.199 | "In Sheltons Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: A birdcall catches first morning
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2/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those thin evening islands, wind
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2/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.200 | "Big World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the summer I first felt the shadows
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2/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light only at one angle, the sun
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2/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the far band we heard whatever
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2/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.202 | "For Richard Wilbur When He Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your firm lives this place hardly
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2/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.202 | "Staning in Sheltons Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something without a memory
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2/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They cross, and weave. One goes
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2/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.204 | "Lines to Start Stop Talking By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside this room some quiet animal
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1/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.205 | "(two phone numbers)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Howard Moss
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.206 | "Lines to Start Stop Talking By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your city today outside my room
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1/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one can reach across that line
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2/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is the scene like a
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2/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.208 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside my ear the bowstring said
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1/31/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.209 | "Said in the Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: I almost always call when a day
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4/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came who would report: birds that owned the woods
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4/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crawl over the map. Touch the towns. Find
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4/22/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.211 | "To Say Said in the Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I almost always call when
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4/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.212 | "Centering Looking at Lief and
Nicholas"
Typed draft.
First line: From the gray in their faces their light gaze
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4/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.213 | "After Looking at Lief and Nicholas
Centering"
Typed draft.
First line: As puppies they fought; now they stand
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4/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.213v | "Centering "
Typed draft.
First line: At night we climb over the map
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4/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.214 | "Loosing the Dogs Looking at Lief and Nicholas
Centering "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even into a dream where they paced
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4/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.215 | "Loosing the Dogs Looking at Lief and Nicholas
Centering "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The two gray dogs found their way even
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4/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.216 | "Nicholas"
Typed draft.
First line: A could-be being, right: he
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4/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.217 | "Nicholas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could be a being: right. He
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4/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.217 | "May Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In spring a climbing rose has found
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5/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.218 | "Child You Were"
Typed draft.
First line: Once in leaves buried in a park
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4/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.219 | "May Day"
Typed draft.
First line: In spring a climbing rose has found
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5/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.219 | "Child You Were"
Typed draft.
First line: Once in leaves buried in a park
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4/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.220 | "May Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A climbing rose has found
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4/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.220 | "May Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want to promise no special event
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4/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.221 | "Life Centering"
Typed draft.
First line: There have been times, hungry for the sky
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4/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.222 | "Centering"
Typed draft.
First line: There have been times, hungry for the sky
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4/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.223 | "Locating Centering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There have been times, hungry for the sky
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4/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.224 | "Goodby for a While"
Typed draft.
First line: With your mind silently
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5/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.225 | "Disengagement of the Map Current
Mission"
Typed draft.
First line: Coming in over cities or Asia, tuning
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5/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.226 | "Current Mission"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming in over cities or Asia and
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5/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.227 | "(prose) Current Mission"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The drama of those who disagree...
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5/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.228 | "Christian Science Elegy Goodby for a
While"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the pole holds, and the sky
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5/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.228 | "Goodby for a While to a Friend Losing a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With your mind silently reach out
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5/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.229 | "Looking Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clouds were over there. We drove
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5/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.230 | "Looking Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds were dragging their shadows. I walked
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5/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.231 | "Kansan Thinks of Colorado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We brought the wind home in the oval
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5/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.232 | "By the Living Room Door Kansan Thinks of
Colorado"
Typed draft.
First line: We brought home the wind in the oval
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5/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.233 | "Even Back Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was gone in the morning, some sound
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6/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.234 | "Even Back Then"
Typed draft.
First line: It was gone in the morning, some sound
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6/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.235 | "Even Back Then"
Typed draft.
First line: It was gone in the morning, some sound
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6/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.236 | "Twelve Threads"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds in tapestry fly threads that never
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1/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are big enough you are
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1/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter dropped its load of iron
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1/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.238 | "Old Afternoons Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun spent many a dime
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1/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.239 | "Last Song Singing at the Bottom of Lake
Chinook"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their songs have lifted them far away
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1/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.240 | "Touching the Losers Face"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain came. Night would be soon. Many
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1/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.240 | "Bookmark to Slip Among the Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before daylight something touched my face
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1/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.241 | "Moth, a Myth, a Daisy Chain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the winner was clibing down
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1/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.241 | "Prayers to Paste on Your Tires"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No nails, no rocks, no glass
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1/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.241 | "Jumper Cables"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clamp at this end
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1/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.242 | "Big Eyes Looking into Lake
Chinook"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the little frame they chose, a sudden
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1/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.242 | "Something to Report in a Poem "
Handwritten draft.
First line: What great man most influenced you?
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1/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.243 | "Topics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steps you hear that carry you
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1/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If only that country had given some kind of sign
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1/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.245 | "Running an Errand When I Was
Fourteen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the counter she spreads the money
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1/22/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the sun has been there, leaves
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1/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.247 | "Part of a Letter to Aristotle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They forget the brevity of assurance.
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1/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.248 | "Right Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The pulse of an ambulance begins far off
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1/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the part of our house traced against
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1/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.250 | "The Minuet at "
Handwritten draft.
First line: One had a place to stand. One bowed
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1/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our day they can neglect. That helps
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1/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.251 | "In This Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is someone in this room whose
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12/21/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just after sunset our son called me
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12/21/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember those letters we saved? From
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12/18/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.254 | "(canceled page)"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the birds came, someone else put
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1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.255 | "(canceled page, incl. The Hostlers
Son)"
Typed draft.
First line: He had this dream: a book
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12/11/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.256 | "(canceled page)"
Typed draft.
First line: Perspective
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1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I had this dream: a book
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12/11/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.258 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A series od stories...
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12/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.259 | "Hostlers Son at School Lit, Grade
9"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The others wanted to see. They crowded
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11/27/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the birds came, someone else put
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12/9/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.261 | "Broken Home"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is a cup left empty in their
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3/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.261 | "Today"
Typed draft.
First line: Somebody today called me Old.
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2/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.262 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody today called me Old.
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2/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.263 | "Broken Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a cup left empty in their
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3/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.264 | "Broken Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the other zoo
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3/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.264 | "Who We Were Broken Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a cup left open in their
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3/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.265 | "Walking in Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Look deep for fish, you meet your eyes
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.266 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside my ear the bowstring said
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1/31/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.267 | "Program Notes From SS --- --
----"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have entered the New Museum, where
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1/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.268 | "In Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Look deep for fish, you meet your eyes
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.268 | "One Day Today"
Typed draft.
First line: Beside my ear the bowstring said
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1/31/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.269 | "Remembering"
Typed draft.
First line: Long afternoons, we swang
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1/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.270 | "Message from the Garden at
Persepolis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hold this place and this time precious
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10/22/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.271 | "Birthday Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind comes in and the curtains blow
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10/16/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.272 | "Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We swang through the dimes
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1/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.273 | "Before You Turn This Page / A little Some
Further Exploring"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before you turn this page, think that dark wood
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3/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.274 | "Saint of Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: One moment each noon, faced
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7/5/1970 |
Box: 16 | 73.274 | "Great American Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Like speaking soft, it was
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3/21/1971 |
Box: 16 | 73.275 | "Like It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: For my little part of forever
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1/9/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.275 | "Every Day"
Typed draft.
First line: My hand walks up your arm and
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2/12/1971 |
Box: 16 | 73.276 | "Like It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: What falls we call wha falls
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1/9/1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.277 | "Stadium High"
Typed draft.
First line: This building in front is Greek, copper
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1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.277 | "West of Here"
Typed draft.
First line: The road goes down. It stops at the sea
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1972 |
Box: 16 | 73.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The unprincipled river. Someplace, it is
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3/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aisles through the woods my eye makes
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3/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.278 | "For a Long Time Coming Toward
You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sea my fingers began to grow. They
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3/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.279 | "For a Long Time Coming Toward
You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sea fingers begin to grow
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3/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people hum less a tune
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3/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You used to be a candle
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3/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was inside the curtains when daylight
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3/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone comes over, leans, and
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3/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.282 | "Glimpsed in the Grass"
Typed draft.
First line: A snake finds life and lives
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3/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.283 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Typed draft.
First line: My vote hobbles to work and beats
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3/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.284 | "West of Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The road goes down. It stops at the sea
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.284v | "Bud Cairns Stadium High ,Tacoma"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This building in front is Greek, copper
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.285 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: That girl elaborately programmed into
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.286 | "Coming Toward You"
Typed draft.
First line: In the sea my fingers begin to grow
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3/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.286 | "In a Strange Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone goes over, leans, and
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3/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.287 | "In a Strange Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone comes over, leans, and
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.288 | "Coming Toward You"
Typed draft.
First line: In the sea my fingers begin to grow
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3/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.288 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: There used to be a candle
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3/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From that girl elaborately programmed
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4/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elaborately programmed
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4/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.291 | "Salt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever you touch touches you, but
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4/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.292 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Typed draft.
First line: My vote hobbles to work and beats
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3/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.293 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Typed draft.
First line: It is winter. Plans must be made
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3/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.294 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond a curtain a voice was talking
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3/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.295 | "Glimpsed in the Grass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A snake finds life and lives
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3/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.295v | "Big World"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember that first summer
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.296 | "Sleeping Dogs"
Typed draft.
First line: My vote hobbles to work and beats
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3/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.297 | "From SS --- -- ----"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I looked up from the Rorschach blot
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3/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.297 | "From SS Number 514-07- ----"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being tested for continued freedom
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3/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.298 | "Subbing Posts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our town felt the dust
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1/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.299 | "From SS Number 514-07- ----"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the test for continued freedom
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1/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From inside the dim room
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10/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.301 | "Operative Words All-Purpose Press
Release"
Typed draft.
First line: According to our plans on what to say
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11/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.302 | "Year After the One We Planned"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the leaves, after the trees
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11/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.302 | "All-Purpo se Press Release"
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to our plans on what to say
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11/13/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.303 | "Kennys Office"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon leaning against the eighteenth century
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10/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.304 | "Out of Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far like the rain, walk
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10/21/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.305 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Heres the way I worship - go
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10/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way I worship, I go along and touch
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10/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my words know the loss I am
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10/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.308 | "Hollow Place of in Stones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When there was a world, once upon a time
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10/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.309 | "In the Autumn"
Typed draft.
First line: When the last machines are fighting each other
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10/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.310 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some box downtown, some place where
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10/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was in the hedge gone by
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10/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.312 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In order for time to cut its way
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9/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.313 | "Story That Could Be True"
Typed draft.
First line: If you were changed in the cradle and
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11/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.314 | "Story That Could Be True"
Typed draft.
First line: If you were changed in the cradle and
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11/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.315 | "Taking Off from Billings"
Typed draft.
First line: A gaze for the cottonwoods, a glance
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.316 | "Story That Could Be True"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you were changed in the cradle and
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11/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.317 | "Old Mill Tunnel of Love"
Typed draft.
First line: A shadow sword - the light is gone
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11/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.318 | "Old Mill Tunnel of Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A shadow sword: the light is gone
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11/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.319 | "Old Timer"
Typed draft.
First line: When my forehead found the West
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11/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.320 | "Old Timer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my forehead found the West
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11/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.321 | "Morning Report"
Typed draft.
First line: Too bad about yesterday
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11/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.322 | "Sidelong Rich Man"
Typed draft.
First line: The gift of space - thats what
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12/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.323 | "Stopping by Frost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whose books these were I thought I knew
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11/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.324 | "Stopping by Frost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whose books these were I thought I knew
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11/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What shine through, that we believe
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12/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.325 | "Sidelong"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gift of space - thats what Ive
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12/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.326 | "Sidelong"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And any of us who happen
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12/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.327 | "Cave Painting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we came out of the last hills
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12/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.328 | "Cave Painting"
Typed draft.
First line: It was like a moon, the open before us
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12/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.329 | "Sidelong"
Typed draft.
First line: The gift of space - thats what
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12/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.330 | "Warm Words This Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the four of us here
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12/9/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.331 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oly by sending roots deep...
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12/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.332 | "Many Things Are Hidden by the
Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I remember, letting the dark animals
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12/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.333 | "Three Prose Poems (3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All day forgotten you labor, ignored
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12/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.334 | "Cutting a Figure River of Broadway
2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully I listen to your breathing
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12/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.335 | "River of Broadway 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who dont know you, they
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12/15/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.335 | "River of Broadway 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night you outstare the stars, and
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12/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.336 | "Magic River of Broadway 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People need a fire. Luckily
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12/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.337 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming into the firelight ahead of
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11/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.338 | "Taking Off from Billings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A gaze for the cottonwoods, a glance
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11/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.339 | "Wilderness in Amherst"
Typed draft.
First line: I live here. I walk around in
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11/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.340 | "Wilderness in Amherst"
Typed draft.
First line: A wilderness is something in the mind. I
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11/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.341 | "Stopping by Frost"
Typed draft.
First line: Whose lives these were I thought I knew
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11/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.342 | "Many Things Are Hidden by the
Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Now I can remember - by letting the dark
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12/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.342 | "Good Day: Three Prose Poems 3 (poem
version)"
Typed draft.
First line: All day forgotten you labor, ignored
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12/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.343 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some designations...
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12/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.344 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I woke up...
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12/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.345 | "Three Prose Poems 1 & 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come home, and you know
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12/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.346 | "Way of a Word"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I look among the trees. What comes
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12/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is after you give up deciding
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11/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.347 | "Tasty Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Si hay pan
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11/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.347v | "Immortal Lines"
Typed draft.
First line: In the little
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1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.348 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My dream...
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11/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.349 | "Three Prose Poems 1: Like CRossing a
Bridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Find one secret under ...
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11/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.350 | "Aware"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two wires from far approach each
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12/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.351 | "By the River of Broadway"
Typed draft.
First line: These people who dont know you, they
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12/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.352 | "By the River of Broadway"
Typed draft.
First line: These people who dont know you, they
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12/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.353 | "Cutting a Figure Eight River of
Broadway"
Typed draft.
First line: Carefully listen to their breathing
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12/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.354 | "Aware"
Typed draft.
First line: Two wires from far approach each
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12/29/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.355 | "Kohoutek"
Typed draft.
First line: What it flared was, Old, from some
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1/2/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.356 | "Parents"
Typed draft.
First line: They come through here like
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11/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.357 | "My Parents"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come through here like
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11/19/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.358 | "Walkers of Silence Way of a Word"
Typed draft.
First line: A shadow the owl created, carrying
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12/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.359 | "They Come Home Three Prose Poems,
2"
Typed draft.
First line: They come home from the war, and you suddenly
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12/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.360 | "Kohoutek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What was coming was old, from
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1/2/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All places remembered have me in them
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1/2/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frozen shadows have stuck to each other
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1/2/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.361 | "Keatss Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: It is not casual or meaningless, the way
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1/6/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.362 | "To Say Any Day (people and Libraries
2"
Typed draft.
First line: In the morning for prayer
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1/3/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.363 | "To Say Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning for prayer
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1/3/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Face against the pillow, rest, face
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1/31/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.365 | "Keatss Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not casual or meaningless, the way
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1/6/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.366 | "Three Prose Poems 1"
Typed draft.
First line: There are many things not to know
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11/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The time I hear is in the log when
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11/4/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.368 | "Morning Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too bad about yesterday
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11/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.369 | "Morning Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too bad about yesterday
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11/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back there now along the swift river inside
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1/27/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.371 | "Anonymous"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world had swerved if some were lost
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1/28/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.372 | "Anonymous"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This little place contains my will
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1/28/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.372 | "Using Robert Francis Come Out Into the Sun
as a Pad for Writing a Poem in Bed While Staying at the Dunnings
House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold this twig until a better
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1/29/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.374 | "Listening to the President"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I love you, trees, the saw said
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1/31/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.374 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lesbia, when you came, many dreams ago
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1/31/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.375 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the door the air is here for tomorrow
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1/18/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.376 | "In the Morning All Over"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two philosophers begin to take a sparrow apart
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1/14/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the big building deep in the halls
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1/15/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.377 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can you take the blame away?
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1/13/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.377 | "In the Morning All Over"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The birds are into their many rooms
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1/14/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.378 | "Reporting on a Manuscript"
Typed draft.
First line: Heres a person we have found you could almost trust
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1/10/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.379 | "Reporting on a Manuscript"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heres a person you have found you could almost trust
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1/10/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.379 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What my hands have, they hold as
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1/11/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.380 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That loop the chain hangs, every link
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11/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.381 | "Friend Who Never Came"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has not been given me to have a friend
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1/8/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.382 | "Friend Who Never Came"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has not been given me to find a frind
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1/7/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.383 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every place I ever stood is gone, for this
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11/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.384 | "Helpful Comment At the Writers
Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Say some good of everything
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11/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.384 | "Found written on the Sand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe on some island when
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11/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.385 | "Farewell Message for Lit 101"
Typed draft.
First line: When I was at school I thought I liked bricks but
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11/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.386 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We try to climb all summer and thenq
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11/14/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.386 | "Farewell Message for Lit 101"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was at school I thought the bricks but the ivy
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11/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.387 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the labyrinth where iron finds
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11/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the mment, I do not have the moments
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11/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.389 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is something rotten about success
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11/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other peoples bodies are furniture
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11/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The secondhand store can help you
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11/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.391 | "Friend Who Never Came"
Typed draft.
First line: It has not been given me to have a friend
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1/7/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.392 | "Credits on My Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun is not anxious. It is
|
1/16/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.393 | "To My Children"
Typed draft.
First line: The days my parents wanted are
|
1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.394 | "People and Libraries: 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside the book they talk
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1/12/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.395 | "People and Libraries: 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now where nothing is, nothing
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1/12/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.396 | "Border Incident at Blast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bandits from the north disguised
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1/17/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.397 | "Under the Explosive Air"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the explosive air long trucks
|
1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.398 | "Listening to Music"
Typed draft.
First line: Like listening to music, already you partly
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1/21/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.399 | "Under the Explosive Air"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the explosive air long trucks
|
1/20/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.400 | "Listening to Music"
Typed draft.
First line: Listen to music. Already you partly
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1/21/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.401 | "Listening to Music"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen to music. Already you partly
|
1/21/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.402 | "Under the Explosive Air"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the explosive air long trucks
|
1/20/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.403 | "Farewell to the Romantics Class"
Typed draft.
First line: In the world are there more answers than
|
2/22/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.403v | "Farewell to Romantics Class"
Typed draft.
First line: Listen - we all hear it in our
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2/22/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.404 | "Farewell to the Romantics Class"
Typed draft.
First line: In the world are there more answers than
|
2/22/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.404v | "Farewell to the Romantics Class"
Typed draft.
First line: Where was our wonder? Under our answers
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2/22/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.405 | "Arlington / Farewell to the Romantics
Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the far forest. At rest
|
2/22/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.406 | "Universal Valentine to Leave on a
Stone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me grow old watching you
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3/2/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have sneaked well into the times
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1/24/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.408 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are that other place, when
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1/27/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.408 | "At a Cemetery on a Hill by the University of
Nevada in Reno"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a hill by the university...
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3/1/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.409 | "Credits on My Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: The sun is not anxious. It is
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1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.410 | "Universal Valentine"
Typed draft.
First line: Let me grow old watching you
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3/2/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.411 | "At a Cemetery on a Hill by the University of
Nevada in Reno"
Typed draft.
First line: The tombstones are scattered. A tumbleweed
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3/1/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.412 | "Run Sheep Run"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when we hid no one ever found us
|
1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.412v | "At a Cemetery etc on a Hill by the University
of Nevada in Reno"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tombstones lie scattered. A tumbleweed
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3/1/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.413 | "Its Like Dawn Whenever This Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You stand in the magnets embrace. Whoever
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3/15/1974 |
Box: 16 | 73.414 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there a place like this elsewhere?
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8/22/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.415 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the wind, all places live
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7/25/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.415 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While waiting in the still air, night went
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7/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.416 | "Here Is. . ."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawning toward each other, two
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7/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.416 | "This Room When Winter Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this room when winter comes, with curtain
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7/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.417 | "From Night Episodes: 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound like nothing woke me. It was
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7/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.418 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning says again what evening said
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7/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.419 | "Decoration Glimpsed on a Wall in a
Hotel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid of you, the mirror turns
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7/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.419 | "Lines to Introduce Fragments from a
Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go, little book, I never thought
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7/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.420 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now all history lulled to this
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6/23/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.421 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of that shadow when obsidian
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6/26/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.422 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stream that came where we were
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6/24/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.423 | "Reminder Stone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a source inside I hunt
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8/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.423 | "Standing in Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reluctance of money
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8/10/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.424 | "My Father Told Me Sign at the Entrance to the
Stacks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the library there is a book
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8/6/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.425 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one told us to do it. Our lives
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8/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.425 | "Things About the Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any time the sun touches
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8/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.426 | "Things About the Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some dogs bark at the sun
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8/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.427 | "In Slow Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees of the loyal mountain march
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8/2/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.428 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So many ways to be never
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8/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.429 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We believe more than we say, and the breath
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8/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.430 | "Only Belief Is a Drama First and Last
Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the water finds other water, its
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8/5/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.431 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those feet by my basement window, no
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7/30/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.431 | "Leaf Rakingers "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Neighbor, one pulse between us in the still
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8/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.432 | "If No One Is There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bell that silently rings far through
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8/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.433 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One soul I knew that dropped through the years
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8/17/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.433 | "Why I Am a Poet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some birds dont have a song
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8/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.434 | "The strongest of all is what is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One dust and one ray
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8/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.435 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Irrigation water got out of
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8/11/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.435 | "Slants of Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How hard it is to wander, for these stories
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8/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.436 | "Slants of Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the rain past the searchlight
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8/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.437 | "Waking in Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You come out of the gray of sleep into
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8/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.438 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I am looking at my life
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8/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.438 | "In Kansas After Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All things people say come by on
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8/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.439 | "Ones Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where I worked all day no person came
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9/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.440 | "Child in the Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why does this house have no windows, Mother?
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8/31/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.441 | "The strongest of all is what is"
Typed draft.
First line: One dust and one ray
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8/14/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.442 | "Why I Am a Poet"
Typed draft.
First line: Every house is alive. It moves
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8/18/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.443 | "If No One Is There"
Typed draft.
First line: The bell that silently rings far through
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8/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.443 | "Leaf Rakingers"
Typed draft.
First line: Neighbor, one pulse betweenus from the still
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8/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.444 | "Child in the Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Why does this house have no windows, Mother?
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8/31/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.444 | "In Kansas After Work"
Typed draft.
First line: All things people say come by one
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8/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.445 | "Ones Place"
Typed draft.
First line: Two lines I drew, somewhere at infinite
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9/3/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.445 | "Ones Place"
Typed draft.
First line: Intent at one place on the earth is
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9/1/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.445 | "In Kansas After Work"
Typed draft.
First line: Things people say come by on
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8/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.446 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Now I am looking at my life
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8/27/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.446 | "In Kansas After Work"
Typed draft.
First line: Things people say come by
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8/28/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.447 | "Waking in Space"
Typed draft.
First line: You come out of the gray of sleep into
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8/16/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.448 | "Slants of Rain"
Typed draft.
First line: some of the rain past the searchlight
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8/12/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.449 | "In This Slow Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun gradually pulls a whole
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9/7/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.449 | "Log Train One A. M. "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something on iron wheels
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9/8/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.450 | "Love This Place Starting with Little
Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Love the earth like a mole
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9/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.451 | "Love This Place Starting with Little
Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Love the earth like a mole
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9/20/1973 |
Box: 16 | 73.172 | "Over Utah: the Angel Moroni"
Typed draft.
First line: Smoke or cloud cities, windy
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6/14/1973 |
Box: 17 | 74.1 | "Notes "
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Willamette U...
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3/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.2 | "addresses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Owensboro, KY...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.3 | "schedule notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: April 19...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.4 | "notes from Brescia College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 31 March...
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3/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.5 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A family at airport...
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4/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.6 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: one of the kids...
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4/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.7 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creative writing...
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4/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.8 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Noise in the Trees...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.9 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Classes met...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.10 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Brescia...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.11 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Read with Thom Gunn...
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4/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.12 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A translation magazine...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.13 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day at farm of...
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4/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.14v | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 9:15...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.15 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friendship Airport ...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.13 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 1/2 and 1/2...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.14 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gerald Walker...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.15 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poets before Ind. Rev...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.16 | "note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charlene...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.17 | "Grumbach, Creeley, Kunitz"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Panel: The Internal Censorate
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.18 | "note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Truth Is a Linguistic Question
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.19 | "addresses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Martin...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.20 | "Pace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night if you turn the same pace
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9/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.21 | "Reporting the Neighborhood
Parade"
Typed draft.
First line: A march went by and then
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.21 | "From an Old Satellite"
Typed draft.
First line: Myself now no ones treasure, followed
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.22 | "Pace"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to together, far (uh-huh) apart
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9/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.23 | "Walking the Forest"
Typed draft.
First line: Your world is the circling radius
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.24 | "Things in the Wild Need Salt"
Typed draft.
First line: Of the many histories, earth tells only one
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9/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.25 | "Things in the Wild Need Salt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ultimate seismograph, Goethe felt
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9/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.25v | "Things in the Wild Need Salt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do not be afraid. I do not carry it
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9/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.26 | "Said Between Dark and Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the darkroom light is hammering
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9/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.26 | "Things in the Wild Need Salt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of the many histories, earth tells only one
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9/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.27 | "Letting You Go"
Typed draft.
First line: Day brings what is going to be. The trees -
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9/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.28 | "Letting You Go"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day brings what is going to be. The trees -
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9/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.29 | "Storm Haiku"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the old highway
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9/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.29 | "Storm Haiku"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geese are walking on
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9/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.30 | "Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With my thought I push a certain
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9/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do the flames go where they go?
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9/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Did the river stop when it drowned
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9/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.31 | "Scenario for My Mothers Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day she opens her hand, and
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9/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.32 | "it is necessary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: it is necesssary
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9/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the ways, never change. Let
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9/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.34 | "Forgetting the Girl in the Choir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the world or its opposite, where
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9/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.35 | "Santiam Pass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the ice road ahead of us a gravel truck
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9/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow has been one - wait
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9/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn light, and in the dust so little a track
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9/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear the critic eat you like
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9/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.38 | "Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It gleams in the earth, dirt not
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9/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.38 | "Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It pulls more; the world remembers
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9/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.39 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Did the river stop when it drowned
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9/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.39 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: With my thought I push a certain star. All my life
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9/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.39 | "Santiam Pass"
Typed draft.
First line: On the ice road ahead of us a gravel truck
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9/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.40 | "Forgetting the Girl in the Choir"
Typed draft.
First line: In the world or its opposite, where
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9/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.41 | "Scenario for My Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: One day she opens her hand, and
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9/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.41 | "it is necessary"
Typed draft.
First line: it is necessary
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9/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.41v | "Something"
Typed draft.
First line: It gleams in the earth, dirt
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9/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.42 | "Something"
Typed draft.
First line: It gleams in the earth, dirt
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9/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.43 | "Old One, in the Hospital at
Fairbanks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The linen in front of my eye - there is
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10/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.44 | "For a Plaque on the Door at Indian Ford and
Isolated House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone here, listen to your pulse and
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10/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.45 | "Couple I Knew"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once they followed wood
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10/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.45 | "Epigraph for next book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The life I lead is fiction
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10/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.46 | "Couple I Knew"
Typed draft.
First line: Once they followed wood
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10/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.46 | "For a Plaque on the Door at Two Dogs Ranch an
Isolated House"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone here, listen to your pulse and
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10/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.47 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a leaf, thanks for the Earth
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10/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.48 | "Magazine"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone dreamed a magazine, pages that moved
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.48v | "Magazine"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone dreamed a magazine
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.48v | "Speaking in Tongues"
Typed draft.
First line: Many a leaf, thanks for trees
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10/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.49 | "Why I Keep a Diary Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: While I follow the wind
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.50 | "Catching a Leaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once upon a time - they called it Now
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11/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.51 | "My Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This corridor through the air, shaped
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11/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.52 | "Survey Course"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way to have history is to hire some people
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12/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.53 | "Lucky Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This road finds fancy that unseen
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12/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.54 | "America"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Undiscovered, its hundreds of miles lay
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11/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.55 | "What the Trees Wait For"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So the clouds came back, hard
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11/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.56 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Typed draft.
First line: Goodby, Rover
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10/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.57 | "Survey Course"
Typed draft.
First line: The way to have history...
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12/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.57 | "Lucky Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Our road finds Fancy, that unseen
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12/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 75.58 | "America"
Typed draft.
First line: Undiscovered, its long miles
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11/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 75.58 | "What the Trees Wait For"
Typed draft.
First line: When the clouds came back, hard
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11/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 75.59 | "What the Trees Wait For (contd.)"
Typed draft.
First line: First the near trees, not large, then more
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11/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.60 | "My Life"
Typed draft.
First line: This corridor through the air, shaped
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11/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.61 | "Santas Factory Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: turn a corner side by side
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10/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.61 | "Catching a Leaf"
Typed draft.
First line: Once upon a time - they called it Now
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11/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the empty days, I like to sing
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10/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.63 | "Notice What This Poem Is Not
Doing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light along the hills in the morning
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3/1/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.63v | "Evening News"
Typed draft.
First line: That one great window puts forth
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4/17/1966 |
Box: 17 | 74.63v | "Story"
Typed draft.
First line: After they passed I climbed
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10/1/1965 |
Box: 17 | 74.63v | "Eskimo National Anthem"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever I work, some vibration
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9/1/1968 |
Box: 17 | 74.64 | "In Juneau"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even inside a house, the North
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10/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All that persuaded land where floods
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10/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.66 | "Letting You Go"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I am going on. Back there
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9/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.67 | "Islands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There could be an island
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9/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.68 | "Islands "
Handwritten draft.
First line: You will desecrate some islands
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9/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lift these hands. They carry today
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8/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.69 | "Going Out and Coming Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people have thought their path
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8/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.70 | "Going Out and Coming Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people have expected to explore their way
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8/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.71 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: This canyon where everyone goes has a river
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.71 | "By a Picture"
Typed draft.
First line: No, these leaves dont fall. Painted on
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7/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.72 | "Thinking a Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, these leaves dont fall. Painted on
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7/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ones I knew so well
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7/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of all the world, moths find
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7/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some never look out and catch
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7/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at meI am your mirror
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7/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.76 | "Walking in the Forest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your world is the circling
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9/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.77 | "Magazine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone dreamed a magazine. The pages
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9/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter, winter: water into panes of glass
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9/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.77 | "Walking the Forest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer came north, face
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9/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.78 | "September Pace"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to together, far (uh-uh) apart
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9/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.79 | "Survey Course"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...pieces of the world they held before their...
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12/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a star somewhere
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12/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.79 | "Visiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The weather visits us. It has another
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12/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.80 | "Flowers Out in Pawnee Country"
Typed draft.
First line: A patient wind has finally uncovered
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.80v | "Visting"
Typed draft.
First line: The weather visits us. It has another
|
1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dirt became wheat. In the air
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12/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the ocean moves here again
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12/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.81 | "These Times (tr of Quevedo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I took a hard look at this land of mine
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12/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.82 | "These Times (tr. from Quevedo)"
Typed draft.
First line: I took a hard look at this land of mine
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12/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.83 | "These Times (tr. from Quevedo)"
Typed draft.
First line: I took a hard look at this land of mine
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12/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.84 | "Quevedo, Salmo XVII (= These
Times)"
Typed draft.
First line: Miro los muros
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12/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.85 | "For Robert I. Stafford"
Typed draft.
First line: Caterpillars measure you, your mother
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12/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.86 | "Passports"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through any country, animals
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12/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.87 | "Althea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No light woke me, no sound. In my thought
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12/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, touched with genius, the girl
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12/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.88 | "Ask Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time when the river is ice, ask me
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12/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.89 | "Ask Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time when the river is ice ask me
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12/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.90 | "Ask Me"
Typed draft.
First line: Some time when the river is ice ask me
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12/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.90 | "December Althea"
Typed draft.
First line: No light woke me, no sound. In my thought
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12/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.91 | "Not Having Wings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I had a wing it might hurt
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12/12/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.92 | "Found Inside Instead of a Bark Sandal, Under
a Ledge Near For the cave at Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way of wandering, so as
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12/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.93 | "Instead of a Bark Sandal - for the cave at
Fort Rock"
Typed draft.
First line: A way of wandering so as
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12/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.94 | "Cave Painting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They call Earth Island. They think
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12/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.94 | "For Robert I. Stafford"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caterpillars measured you, our mother
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12/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.95 | "Visiting "
Typed draft.
First line: The weather visits us. It has another
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12/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.95 | "Liking the Storm"
Typed draft.
First line: When all the rest ended, it was the river
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12/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.96 | "Liking the Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When all the rest ended, it was the river
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12/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.97 | "Denying"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happened that we met. So many birds
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12/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look, Jane, you must verb along
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12/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.98 | "For You Her"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the desert by a bush
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12/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.99 | "Place and Punctuation: the Oregon
Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seaside-Rockaway, Tillamook-Astoria
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12/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The space a house has late at night
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12/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.100 | "Weather Beyond the Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something comes along - it is in
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12/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.101 | "Story this Land Is Telling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A chapter about volcanoes, and then
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12/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.101 | "Story This Land Is Telling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last, there is a part never finished - the spinning
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12/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.102 | "Life I Live Is Fiction, the Story I Tell Is
Truth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you think that God really believes?
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12/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.103 | "Life I Live Is Fiction, the Story I Tell Is
Truth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way here, our son and his wife
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12/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.104 | "Life I Live Is Fiction, the Story I Tell Is
Truth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The last morning before they went home
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12/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.105 | "Remembering Olallie Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that night at the lake, the wind
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12/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.106 | "Rodeo at Sisters"
Typed draft.
First line: A horse named Earthquake
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.107 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A star can cast a shadow past
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.107 | "Remembering"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that night at the lake, the wind
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12/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.107v | "Rodeo at Sisters"
Typed draft.
First line: A horse named Earthquake
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.108 | "Ghost Town"
Typed draft.
First line: This little town once loved
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.109 | "Return / Heard Like an Old Song / Said at the
Edge of Town Ghost Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Coming back through town, turn your
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.110 | "Somewhere Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you forget, rain taps at the window
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12/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.111 | "Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even if there is no one, I
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12/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.112 | "Places and Punctuation - the Oregon
Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Seaside-Rockaway, Tillamook-Astoria
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12/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.112 | "Weather Beyond the Weather"
Typed draft.
First line: Something comes along - it is an
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12/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some kind of kid in your clothes
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1/8/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.113 | "Little Sermon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those things you think to say, say them
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1/9/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.114 | "They Put a Leaf Over It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They put a leaf over it, a little
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1/7/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.115 | "Day in January 1975"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there in the winter it is my birthday
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1/6/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.116 | "Inside the Balloon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: where the eyes will go. A moment before
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1/3/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.116 | "Dear Dave ---"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the plan we all made? That
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1/3/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.117 | "Rest of It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And no one but Slide found
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1/5/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the world, well, hedges were good
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1/5/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.118 | "By a Window in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is late. You are afraid. No one
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1/2/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.118 | "Inside the Balloon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But who will wait? Great pendulums
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1/3/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.119 | "Two Strong Wills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you talk I hear your needs
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12/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A star can cast a shadow past
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12/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No longer find me, let the evening find
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1/6/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If he was afraid, or brave, she learned
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1/6/1975 |
Box: 17 | 74.122 | "Return Ghost Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: East wall the sky, and even if we know
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12/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.123 | "Santas Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The doll bodies glide past on a little
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10/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.124 | "Denying"
Typed draft.
First line: It happened that we met. So many birds
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12/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.124 | "For You"
Typed draft.
First line: In the desert by a bush
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12/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.125 | "Story this Land Is Telling"
Typed draft.
First line: A chapter about volcanoes, and then
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12/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.126 | "Life I Live Is Fiction, the Story I Tell Is
Truth"
Typed draft.
First line: A Japanese
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12/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.127 | "Life I Live Is Fiction, the Story I Tell Is
Truth"
Typed draft.
First line: ...keep it like this. Maybe well throw it
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12/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.128 | "Last Love Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: President and Lady
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11/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.129 | "Last Love Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us were laughing
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11/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.130 | "Written in a Park in the Capital"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The great look on, stern
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11/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.130 | "Where We Are When We Meet Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silent and unseen, the wings touch
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11/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stone, what we need from you is
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11/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.131 | "Written in a Park in the Capital"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The great who turn to stone, they are
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11/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.132 | "Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow, airmail, or sleet, special delivery
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11/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.133 | "To Share with Friends in Cincinnati - Autumn,
1974"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When sheep or birds or anyone remember
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.133 | "Letter to Yeats from Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hawk, slow hawk, and the little sparrow
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11/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.134 | "To Share with Friends in Cincinnati - Autumn,
1974"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only way the poor cold sheep
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.135 | "Cleaning and Pressing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For them I was the blue shirt behind
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11/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.135 | "Ubi Sunt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where are the leaves that are due
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11/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.136 | "Nada Explaining Lightning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A narrow track
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.136 | "Trust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I will tell you something
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.137 | "Uplifting Thoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jet engines, the Wright brothers
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11/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.137 | "Many Nights"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night, no wind, stars
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11/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Already you have taught me limits
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11/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days have their own strangeness
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11/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.139 | "Dreams of Retirement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The great, pass us, autistic to the low
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11/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we passed the squirrels and mushrooms
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11/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.141 | "Walk with Dorothy, after a Sad
Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The pen stopped at a shadow. Little Nells death
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10/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We caught that look. It hurt. But
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10/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.143 | "Portland Freight"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night how slow the train came, streets
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10/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.144 | "Portland Freight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night how slow the train came, streets
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10/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.145 | "Shadows"
Typed draft.
First line: Was it a loon? - a cry
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10/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.146 | "Shadows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe a loon, the kind of cry
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10/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.147 | "Ms. Enigmas Greeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Praised, Gods dog prays - paws and
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10/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.147 | "Neighbors Pet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little motor in the cat is missing, missing
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10/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.148 | "By the Rules"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The still game, after the breathing
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10/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.149 | "Crossing the Campus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning upside down, starting
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10/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to be moved, all of this action
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10/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.151 | "Yesterdays Walk Museum Piece: Autumn
Leaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sudden tree, leaves a light
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10/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.152 | "Bird Call on Red Bud Avenue "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Did anyone come back to tell you
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10/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.153 | "Ms. Enigmas Greeting"
Typed draft.
First line: Praised, our dog prays
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10/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.153 | "Neighbors Pet"
Typed draft.
First line: The little motor in the cat is missing, missing
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10/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.154 | "flyer for journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poets/Artists
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.155 | "Birthday Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a face you cant live behind
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10/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.156 | "Birthday Party"
Typed draft.
First line: Your cells on your birthday have you
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10/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.157 | "Birthday Party"
Typed draft.
First line: Your cells on your birthday have you
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10/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.158 | "Walk with Dorothy, after a Sad
Story"
Typed draft.
First line: The pen stopped at a shadow, then Little Nells death
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10/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.159 | "Message"
Typed draft.
First line: Snow, airmail, and sleet, special delivery
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11/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.159 | "Letter to Yeats"
Typed draft.
First line: Hawk, slow hawk, and the little sparrow
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11/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.160 | "Trust"
Typed draft.
First line: Now I will tell you something
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.161 | "Storm Haiku"
Typed draft.
First line: On the old highway
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9/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.162 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When we begin to talk we touch Now
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10/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.163 | "Not a Speech"
Typed draft.
First line: Often, before day, with no one but
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8/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.164 | "Not a Speech (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: We pretend we can live...
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8/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.165 | "How to Approach a Wild Poem
(lecture)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we begin to talk...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.166 | "How to Approach a Wild Poem (lecture)
(2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: to accept a troubled life...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.167 | "Ideas Gleaned from Students...U of
Cincinnati"
Typed draft.
First line: Of course there is communication...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.168 | "More Persistent Points from
Class"
Typed draft.
First line: I feel that something...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.169 | "Persistent Points from Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This poem came from...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.171 | "How to Approach a Wild Poem (lecture)
(3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: carries us safely...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.172 | "How to Approach a Wild Poem (lecture)
(4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: II To analyze a poem...
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.173 | "Cleaning and Pressing"
Typed draft.
First line: For them I was the blue shirt behind
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11/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.174 | "Dreams of Retirement"
Typed draft.
First line: The great (autistic to the low) pass us
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11/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.175 | "Bird Call on Red Bud Avenue"
Typed draft.
First line: At every house two or three autos
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10/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.176 | "Bird Call on Red Bud Avenue"
Typed draft.
First line: At every house two or three autos
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10/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.177 | "Museum Piece: Autumn Leaf "
Typed draft.
First line: This leaf, preserved by
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10/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.178 | "Cincinnati Portland Freight"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night how slow the trains came, streets
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10/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.179 | "Many Nights"
Typed draft.
First line: One night, no wind, stars
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11/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.180 | "Many Nights"
Typed draft.
First line: One night, no wind, stars
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11/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.181 | "Crossing the Campus"
Typed draft.
First line: Turning things upside down, starting
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10/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.182 | "Shadows"
Typed draft.
First line: Was it a loon? - the kind of cry
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10/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.183 | "Shadows"
Typed draft.
First line: Was it a loon? - a cry
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10/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.184 | "Uplifting Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Jet engines, the Wright brothers
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11/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.185 | "Uplifting Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Jet engines, the Wright brothers
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11/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.185 | "Crossing the Campus"
Typed draft.
First line: Turning things upside down, starting
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10/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.186 | "Walk with Dorothy after a Long, Sad
Story"
Typed draft.
First line: The pen stopped at a shadow, then Little Nells Death
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10/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.187 | "Crossing the Campus"
Typed draft.
First line: Turning things upside down, starting
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10/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.188 | "By the Rules"
Typed draft.
First line: The still game, after the breathing
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10/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.189 | "Nada: Explaining Lightning"
Typed draft.
First line: A narrow track
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.190 | "November To Share with Friends in
Cincinnati"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds in the winter trees will share
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.191 | "To Share with Friends in Cincinnati
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: When sheep or birds or anyone remembers
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.192 | "Lines in a Public Place Written in a Park in
the Capital"
Typed draft.
First line: The great, who turn to stone, they are
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11/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.193 | "What If We Were Alone?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is quiet enough. The moon rolls
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7/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.193 | "Summer Night What If We Were
Alone?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if there werent any stars?
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7/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.194 | "What If We Were Alone?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What they were trying to say, waiting
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7/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.195 | "Magic Lantern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And Eskimoes running from a blue
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7/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No more than a hand could hold, sunlight
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7/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is light that reads, and it reads
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7/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cannot keep from
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7/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.198 | "Rain Is the Witness when Autumn
Begins"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain was the only witness. A lamp
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7/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.199 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Who crosses the meadow will find
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8/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who crosses the meadow will
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8/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.201 | "Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there anyone in this town whose
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8/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.202 | "Flowers"
Typed draft.
First line: The patient wind has finally uncovered
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8/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.203 | "Partly by What We Feel, We Begin to
Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Soon it will be bright, the air, Gods
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8/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people have found their way
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8/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.205 | "This canyon where everyone goes has a
river"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are afraid to live the days they give themselves
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8/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.205 | "Not a Speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A speech is something you say so as to distract
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8/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my life I am waiting for something
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8/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.206 | "Any Day Head of a Family"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wake at four. I can breathe
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8/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.206 | "Late August at the Game Refuge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out on the wide marsh at Malheur
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8/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.207 | "Mother Talking in the Porch
Swing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evenings in that other world, before
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8/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.208 | "Finding Sky Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There beyond Hay Creek turn at
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8/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.209 | "Paragraphs to Tack on the Wall A Prospectus
for a Class called Notes on the Refrigerator Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In any house there should be a lot of
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8/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.210 | "Historical Monument: Old Oregon Finding Sky
Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hills that receive us, eyes alive
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8/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You will allow those places you forget
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8/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.212 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night Beverly...
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8/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.213 | "Mother Talking on the Porch
Swing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: starts to learn circles but never achieves
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8/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.214 | "Drummer Boy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often after work the sky, because
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8/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.215 | "In Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old farms let in the rain that always
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8/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.216 | "Mother Talking in the Porch
Swing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the river is there a river?
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8/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.217 | "Not a Speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often before day with no one but
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8/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.218 | "Late August Far from Anyone at the Game
Refuge"
Typed draft.
First line: Out on the wide marsh at Malheur
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8/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.218 | "Head of a Family"
Typed draft.
First line: I wake at four. I can breathe
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8/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.219 | "Finding Sky Ranch"
Typed draft.
First line: There beyond Hay Creek turn at
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8/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.219 | "Coming Back from the Library
Pasture"
Typed draft.
First line: Down by the river
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8/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.220 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: All my life I am waiting for something
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8/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.221 | "Mother Talking in the Porch
Swing"
Typed draft.
First line: The evenings in that other time, before
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8/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.222 | "Mother Talking in the Porch swing
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: turning with all of its twisting self
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8/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.222 | "Drummer Boy"
Typed draft.
First line: An army in the dust
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8/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.223 | "In Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Old barns let in the rain that always
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8/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.224 | "Paragraphs to Tack on the Wall Notes for the
Refrigerator Door"
Typed draft.
First line: There are message to leave, as if
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8/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.225 | "Going Out and Coming Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Many people have wandered away
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8/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.225 | "Partly by What We Feel, We Begin to
Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Soon it will be bright, the air, Gods
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8/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those trees when we travel, their
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8/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The years when the sun resigned
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8/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.227 | "Coming Back from the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down by the river
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8/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.228 | "Magazine"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone dreamed a magazine. The pages
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9/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.229 | "Reporting the Neighborhood
Parade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A march went by and then
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9/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.229 | "From an Old Sattelite"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Myself no ones treasure, followed
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9/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.230 | "Wander Leaf"
Typed draft.
First line: Like this every autumn on some still day
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.230 | "Local Defense"
Typed draft.
First line: This place has millions of worth, in things
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6/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.231 | "Kinds of Winter"
Typed draft.
First line: It was a big one. We followed it over
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.231 | "Interlude"
Typed draft.
First line: Dark as night is, you accept
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.232 | "At My Birthday Party At an Interval in
Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: An owl call, sound as globed as the moon
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.232 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: This book is a cave in your
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.233 | "Scene for Future History"
Typed draft.
First line: Here, in the latter days, there will be
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.234 | "Centering "
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is only today. We can
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6/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.235 | "Saying a Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone the far side of Neahkanie Mountain
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6/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.236 | "Saying a Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone the far side of Neahkanie Mountain
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6/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.237 | "Underground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountain has a shadow inside the stone
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.238 | "Note from Bret"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a divine father...
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along under the bank the wind found
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6/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.240 | "By the Deschutes Shore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From millions of miles away, at evening
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6/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.241 | "Poem to Speed-Read Before the World Catches
Up Speed-Reading the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything forgotten goes over
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6/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.242 | "Starting a Car on Ice (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Milton says...
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7/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.243 | "Starting a Car on Ice (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You start without any authority...
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7/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.244 | "Magic Lantern"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is that far, deep country Ive
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7/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.245 | "Summer Night What If We Were
Alone?"
Typed draft.
First line: What if there werent any stars?
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7/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the land in a big chair of stone
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.246v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Prisoners of summer floating on stone
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Prisoners at first summer floating on stone
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.248 | "My Mother Looked Out in the
Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Announced by an ax, Daniel Boone
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.249 | "My Mother Looked Out in the
Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was hard, clear sunlight and then
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.250 | "Writing Class: Cannon Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Driftwood came, after the dead gulls
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6/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.251 | "Rodeo at Sisters ,Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A horse named Earthquake taught us
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6/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.252 | "Poetry Writing Class, Cannon
Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that quiet room, between mountain and sea
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6/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.253 | "Rodeo at Sisters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...meant some greater
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6/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.254 | "Stories about the Sun 1: Rodeo at
Sisters"
Typed draft.
First line: A horse named Earthquake
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6/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.254 | "Stories about the Sun 2: Poetry Class, Cannon
Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: It was only the sun being silent outside
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6/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.255 | "Stories about the Sun 2: Poetry Class, Cannon
Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, it was only the sun being silent
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6/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.255 | "Stories about the Sun 1: Rodeo at
Sisters"
Typed draft.
First line: A horse named Earthquake
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6/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds that dont sing fly with
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6/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.257 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today as in the past...
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6/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father is the sky - never lost
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6/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.258 | "epigraph to Stories about the
Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After you read this, you will never
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6/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.258 | "Owning the Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What do you do with something
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6/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.259 | "parody of Bach chorale Schnucke dich, o
liebe Seele"
Typed draft.
First line: Put on joy and grab your glad rags
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1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.260 | "St Petersburg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the ocean, a gray - not clouds
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6/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.260 | "Local Defense"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This place has millions of worth in things
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6/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The luxury of meeting on easy occasions
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4/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.262 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The frame is large...
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4/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.263 | "Separate Visions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Covered with leaves yet the brook travels
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4/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.264 | "Stereopticon"
Typed draft.
First line: This can happen. They can bring the leaves back
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5/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.265 | "Stereopticon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it led to the river, our street
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5/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.266 | "Wander Leaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every autumn like this, on some still day
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6/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.267 | "Robert Frost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont trust me, he said. Youve got to watch me.
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6/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.268 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever evening is, you accept
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6/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.268 | "Kinds of Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a big one. We followed it over
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6/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.269 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something across the spaces in the trees
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6/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.269 | "At an Interval in the Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of the night with a sound
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6/3/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To your eyes, to your ears we have
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6/2/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This book is a cave in your
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6/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You live in the narrow channel, follow
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6/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heaven the stars disguised, Heaven so far
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5/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Partway awake, I was shelling my brilliant mind
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5/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.274 | "Stereopticon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hitler and others, those pipsqueak voices
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5/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Standing where sleep has brought
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5/31/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.275 | "At an Interval in Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wilderness conquered still is
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5/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.275 v | "At My Birthday Party At an Interval in
Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the kitchen window where no one stands
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5/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.276 | "Birthday Party At an Interval in
Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the kitchen window where no one
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5/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.277 | "Report from the Rock Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roving children wearing headbands
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5/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.278 | "Report from the Rock Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the governor was just about to say
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5/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watching the hands begin to shake because
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5/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Perhaps even the cold has a place
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5/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.280 | "Picture from Beyond Brigham Youngs Monument
Scene for Future History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the latter days there will be fields, a hayrake, a storm
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6/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.281 | "My Mother Looked Out in the
Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Announced by an ax, Daniel Boone
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6/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.282 | "List"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days that I track done in
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6/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.282 | "By the Deschutes Shore"
Typed draft.
First line: Millions of miles away at evening the sun
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6/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.283 | "Centering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is only today. We can
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6/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.284 | "Poem to Speed-Read Before the World Gets
Ahead of You Speed-Reading the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Anything forgotten goes over
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6/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.285 | "Stories about the Sun 1: Rodeo at
Sisters"
Typed draft.
First line: A horse named Earthquake
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6/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.285 | "Stories about the Sun 2: Poetry Class, Cannon
Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: It was only the sun being silent outside
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6/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.286 | "Saying a Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone the far side of Neahkanie Mountain
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6/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So as to be ready
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7/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One evening in the cloud west of Seattle
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7/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.288 | "Limits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The blind man hears the sun as it
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7/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.288 | "Pines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night you turn for a last look
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7/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.288v | "Pines at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn for a last look. Each needle
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7/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.289 | "Why I Keep a Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poplars heard the promise. They respond
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7/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.289 | "Why I Keep a Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I know I am alive
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7/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.290 | "Why I Keep a Diary Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because I follow the wind
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7/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.291 | "Why I Keep a Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slows in the world, in days, then
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7/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.292 | "Three Touches on Fate`"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading the meadow, we found
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7/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.293 | "Thought at Night Pines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long I didnt know: it isnt anyone
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7/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.294 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In writing...
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6/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wilderness, receive any flower that comes
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6/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.295 | "Love at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What implosion caught these bodies
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6/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.295 | "Heard Under a Tin Sign at the
Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the wind. Long ago
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6/27/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.296 | "Limits"
Typed draft.
First line: The blind man hears the sun. It
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7/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.296 | "Why I Keep a Diary Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: Because I follow the wind
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7/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.297 | "Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mist on the window tonight
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4/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let it be a gray evening, the land
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4/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sentence is like a snake
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4/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.300 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tantrums in verse - they
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4/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.301 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My part now is no thing
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4/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.302 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things are hard to learn
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4/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.303 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the time I catch the bouncing ball
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4/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.304 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh my, you will catch up all in your way and
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4/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.304 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sky is taken from me, because
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4/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.305 | "Glance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the glance, the whole world wandered
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4/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.306 | "Holding the Line Almost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forsythia found last week
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4/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.307 | "In Sollenbergers Beechcraft over His Farm in
a Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wings of the plane shuddered a
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4/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.308 | "Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under its negative trellis the never vine
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4/16/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.309 | "Who Is Sylvia"
Typed draft.
First line: You wanted to catch up all
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4/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.310 | "Almost"
Typed draft.
First line: Forsythia found last week
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4/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.311 | "Finding the Way Is Finding the Form Is
Finding the End: for Pat Rogers"
Typed draft.
First line: Beginning this way, partly beginning out
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4/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.312 | "Gift for Robert Russell"
Typed draft.
First line: A piece of wood I found, smooth where
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4/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.313 | "Meeting in Downtown Portland, Oregon, on the
afternoon of April 29,1974, at the Art Museum"
Typed draft.
First line: The luxury of meeting on easy occasions
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4/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.314 | "Glance"
Typed draft.
First line: After that glance, that thought, the whole world wandered
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4/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person who looked for the days
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4/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.316 | "Who Is Sylvia?"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things were hard to learn, but
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4/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.317 | "Mirror"
Typed draft.
First line: It brings you your life back, lefthanded
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4/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.317v | "Your Other Self Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You disappeared into the mirror and I
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4/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.318 | "Mirror"
Typed draft.
First line: Caught for an instant outside the clock
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4/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.319 | "Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They disappeared into the mirror; no one
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4/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Parts of the body are symbols for
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4/17/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.321 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the end - what happens after
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4/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.322 | "text from Bram Stoker?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dracula speaking...
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4/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.323 | "lecture notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some Thought Experiments
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3/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.324 | "lecture notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Language tells more than it says
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3/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.325 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The boomerang attempt...
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4/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.326 | "Finding the Way Is Finding the Form Is
Finding the End: for Pat Rogers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beginning this way, partly beginning, but
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4/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.327 | "notes from article"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Karl R. Popper...
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Box: 17 | 74.328 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away out in the open I will carry along
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3/28/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.329 | "On the Boat Coming In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No heart but thuds its question - When?
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5/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now they are in their face, the salesmen
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5/21/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep roots that shift in the slow world wind
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5/22/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Returning and being sure, finding the same
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5/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People cross a bridge, but the river
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5/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.333 | "Anyones Shoes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk anywhere, wear anyones
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5/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.334 | "Stranger Over Your Shoulder"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By telegram everything arrived
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3/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.335 | "For the Warden"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marching is dancing. It leads
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3/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.335 | "For the Warden"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along a moonbeam a moth comes
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3/29/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.336 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touching the nap of the carpet, feeling the
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3/23/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.337v | "Rock That Belongs to the Moon"
Typed draft.
First line: At the edge of a dried-up ocean, where
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3/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.338 | "John of the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can climb a mountain. At the top
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3/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.338 | "Almost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something days do not find
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3/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.339 | "Tree House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A root in the winter will be ready
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3/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.339 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This one place put under the hand
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3/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.340 | "Trying to Become a Confessional
Poet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out from shore they stretch nets for the
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3/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.340 | "Questioning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I went out this morning
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3/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.341 | "(dream)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I had said...
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3/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.342 | "Happy Go Lucky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to let the mountains alone, even
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3/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.343 | "Overhearing Two Angels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is so permanent.
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3/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.344 | "In Space, in Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who is that person by you?
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3/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.345 | "Wearing an Old Helmet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside this iron strange open eyes
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2/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.346 | "(dream)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dreamed...
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3/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.347 | "(dream)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The encounter...
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3/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.348 | "Rock That Belongs to the Moon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of a dried up ocean, where
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3/5/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.349 | "Besides Being a Place for Your Feet. . .
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The devil used to follow me under the
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3/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is winding those clouds again, finding
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3/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reporting to you our there: it is standing
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3/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.350 | "Not Waving"
Typed draft.
First line: Some owls hear better than others
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3/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.351 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The land goes dark, the water silver, sky
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3/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The land goes dark, the water silver, sky
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3/19/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.353 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Tell me the tunnel no one knows
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3/25/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are the only angel dancing on the only pin left
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2/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.355 | "Walking Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the desert at night when the stars
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2/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes closed, the world still, stars
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2/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come - if you are turning aside
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2/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.357 | "(draft of preface to Larson/WS Western
anthology)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We ran out of space...
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2/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.358 | "(draft of preface to Larson/WS Western
anthology)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most things in the West...
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2/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An old orchard and some birds
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2/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.359 | "Run Sheep Run"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is how it is in the little towns
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2/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bird sang sky up. Frog pulled
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2/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray will be iron, many leaves
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2/7/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sorrow taught the birds to sing. It
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2/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To be drawn into the light
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2/4/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some had fear windows, to look up
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2/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cousin, who is that stranger
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2/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place we live is under the map
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2/1/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.365 | "Trying to Become a Confessional
Poet"
Typed draft.
First line: Out from shore they stretch nets for the
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3/10/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.366 | "Not Waving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some owls hear better than others
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3/18/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.367 | "John of the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: You can climb a mountain. At the top
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3/8/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.367 | "Almost"
Typed draft.
First line: The grass prepares for a footprint
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3/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.368 | "In Space, in Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Who is that person by you?
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3/14/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.368 | "Overhearing Two Angels"
Typed draft.
First line: It is so permanent.
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3/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.369 | "Happy Go Lucky"
Typed draft.
First line: We used to let the mountains alone, even
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3/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.370 | "Questioning"
Typed draft.
First line: When I look out in the morning
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3/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.370 | "Tree House"
Typed draft.
First line: A root all winter will be ready
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3/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.371 | "Whenever It This Is"
Typed draft.
First line: You stand in the magnets embrace. Whoever
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3/15/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.372 | "Attitudes toward the Piper Sending Up
Smoke"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say theres a piper who can take away
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4/26/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.373 | "On the Boat Coming In"
Typed draft.
First line: No heart but thuds its question, When?
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5/24/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.373 | "Mirror"
Typed draft.
First line: I bring you your life back, lefthanded
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4/20/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.374 | "Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Mist on the window tonight
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4/9/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.375 | "Overhearing Two Angels"
Typed draft.
First line: It is so permanent
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3/13/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.376 | "Gift for Robert Russell"
Typed draft.
First line: A piece of wood I found, smooth where
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4/6/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.377 | "Finding the Way Is Finding the Form Is
Finding the End"
Typed draft.
First line: Beginning this way, partly beginning but
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4/12/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.378 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Touching the nap of the carpet, feeling the
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Box: 17 | 74.379 | "In April Almost"
Typed draft.
First line: Forsythia found last week
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4/11/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.380 | "Stranger Over Your Shoulder"
Typed draft.
First line: Something comes over your shoulder
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3/30/1974 |
Box: 17 | 74.381 | "Form for Letters to the Editor or for
praparing general remarks for party conversation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 1. Fill topic in blank
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3/30/1974 |
Box: 18 | 75.1 | "Not Having Wings"
Typed draft.
First line: If I had a wing it might hurt
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12/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.2 | "Beyond the Yukon John Haines
Place"
Typed draft.
First line: A traveler we met in the cold
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.2 | "Our Story"
Typed draft.
First line: Remind me again - together we
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.3 | "Explaining Where I Come From"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wait, it said. We waited
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12/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river is something that goes under
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12/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.4 | "Apologies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It looks like rain. Im sorry - I did
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12/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.4 | "Apologies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The whole world is bad news, Im afraid
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12/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the room where evening fell
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12/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was in the time when cheat grass
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12/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only like walking, and only tame
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12/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still here, at the anomalous place, a stake
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12/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.8 | "Birches in Winter Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bodies like that dont need any leaves
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12/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Branches correct themselves every spring
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12/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No word came downstream
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12/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the last station coming in
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12/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they tell themselves on a hill
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12/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter in the house, from a loft
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12/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not a stone in the world escapes the net
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12/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the big scene carried across the stage
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12/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.13 | "Charged by Moonlight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever this dance were in, I
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11/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.14 | "Charged by Moonlight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it is a light, keep on walking
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11/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.15 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Our campus is on a hill
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11/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.16 | "Company Town"
Typed draft.
First line: A plume from a smokestack is a graceful thing
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.16 | "Having Survived Survivor"
Typed draft.
First line: Now, in this place, holding your
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.17 | "Youll See"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside this room where you are, many
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.18 | "Beyond Olallie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late one night, drowned in Oregon
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1/28/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.19 | "Beyond Olallie"
Typed draft.
First line: We yelled and sang and played late
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1/28/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.20 | "Owl Calendar"
Typed draft.
First line: When Now goes and When comes
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.21 | "It Sounds Extravagant But Without Wounding
Anyone"
Typed draft.
First line: If in your thought I could speak
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.22 | "Walking Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light at a country place, a line of road
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2/1/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.23 | "0.616 Living on the Plains"
Typed draft.
First line: That winter when my thought came, how the river
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.24 | "Snowflake at Vale"
Typed draft.
First line: Many came over the pass tonight
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12/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.25 | "Snowflake at Vale"
Typed draft.
First line: Many came over the pass tonight
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12/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.26 | "Someone You Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Arms out, I turn. Wires in each hand
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2/2/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.27 | "Walking Alone"
Typed draft.
First line: A light at a country place, a line of road
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2/1/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.28 | "Hinge in the Wind (Mariner IV,
#2)"
Typed draft.
First line: When they come by, I sing them away
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.28 | "Beyond Winter the John Haines Place(Mariner
IV, #4)"
Typed draft.
First line: A traveler we met in the cold
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.29 | "Unknown (Mariner IV Notes on Space,
#1)"
Typed draft.
First line: World, where are we? I whisper to it while it
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.29 | "Owl Calendar (Mariner IVNotes on Space,
#2)"
Typed draft.
First line: When When comes and Now goes
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.30 | "Walking at the Zoo"
Typed draft.
First line: You move till a step seems
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.31 | "Prairie At Lubbock Christian College: an
Audit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have land and sky and courtesy
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2/7/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.31v | "Reading The Golden Treasury"
Typed draft.
First line: Today beyond the page where Sydney wrote
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2/7/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.32 | "Lake Wendoka"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the sidewalk where the Indians were
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.33 | "Lake Wendoka"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the sidewalk where the Indians were
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.34 | "Box in the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because my eyes are dark, when I enter
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2/17/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.35 | "Box in the Library"
Typed draft.
First line: Because my eyes are dark
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2/17/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.36 | "What a Generator Tells a Wire"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a place before the end
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2/23/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.37 | "What a Generator Tells a Wire"
Typed draft.
First line: To enjoy life lengthwise you must accept
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2/23/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.38 | "What a Generator Tells a Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To enjoy life lengthwise you must
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2/23/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.38 | "Salvations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will come back saves you
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2/24/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Earth, once given a child, will not
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11/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.40 | "On Any Clear Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slow talk of the stars, each one
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11/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.41 | "Our campus is on a hill...
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking across the campus yesterday...
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11/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.42 | "Our Path"
Typed draft.
First line: What follows is not a song
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.42 | "Wind in the Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: At the level of treetops it is one last branch, then
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Correct as the hawk that plunged
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11/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have to be where evryone is gone
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11/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.44 | "He Did Honor the Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the season when whales went by
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10/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time gone breathless into the woods
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10/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the storms have discovered leavings
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10/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.45 | "Meeting Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All around us it is almost ready
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10/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.46 | "Standing on a Mountain with a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far enough north or south, sea level is
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10/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.46 | "Late Autumn Report from the Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sycamore sails its frisbees
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10/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.47 | "Wild Horses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any gait will serve, downhill
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10/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look back. Its long from here
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10/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.49 | "(=12787)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the only sound is a storm
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10/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.50 | "(=12786)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The storm that came upon you when
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10/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.50v | "Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain says Etcetera, its
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.51 | "Air Will Forget You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one was around when I came on campus at dawn
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10/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.52 | "Saying Goodby"
Typed draft.
First line: At this time for singing we hear a thin
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10/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.53 | "Newz where it at: new education McLuhan
Blues"
Typed draft.
First line: Alla same commandment E-mc2
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12/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.53 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the north all winter the dust
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12/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.54 | "Newz Where It At: New Education"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alla same commandment E=mc2
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12/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dust is white. In the North. All winter
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12/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.55 | "Early Evenings"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometime you will be in a store
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.55v | "Ms. Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: It is Ms. Poem vs. Ms. Type
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12/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once here on earth, you cling
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12/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.56 | "Leveling with the Trees
Coincidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night without a dream you tremble
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12/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.57 | "Ms. Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is Ms. Poem vs Type
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12/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.58 | "Dog on the Library Steps"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its on these steps, the sun its winter
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12/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Northwest the trees almost won.
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12/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.59 | "This Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A phone rang and rang, but not
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12/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.60 | "Some Time Walking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...while in the sky, where there was a star, a space
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11/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.61 | "Coincidence"
Typed draft.
First line: One night a tree was having a dream
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12/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.62 | "This Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A phone rang and rang, but not
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12/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.63 | "By the Door"
Typed draft.
First line: It gave one leaf, then more, then all
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.63 | "On Any Clear Night"
Typed draft.
First line: The slow talk of the stars,each one
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11/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.64 | "On Any Clear Night"
Typed draft.
First line: The slow talk of the stars, each one alone
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11/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.65 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When in my dream...
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12/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wall with no picture, I think
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1/1/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.67 | "Snowflake at Vale"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snowflake reporting at Vale: our vote
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12/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.68 | "Assessing the Off-Campus Course"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With binoculars we spelled them outa teal
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12/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.69 | "Chevy on the Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my fourth gear I rattle
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12/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter, late afternoon, in the room with
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12/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.70 | "Snowflake at Vale"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And how many divisions has the sun?
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12/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.70 | "Slave on the Headland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they brought me here from the north island
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12/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.71 | "Hinge in the Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you come by, I sing you
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12/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.72 | "Chevy on the Corner"
Typed draft.
First line: In my third gear I rattle
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12/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.72 | "Slave on the Headland"
Typed draft.
First line: When they brought me here from the north island
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12/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.73 | "Hinge in the Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: When they come by, I sing them away
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12/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.74 | "Finding a Relic In a Country
Churchyard"
Typed draft.
First line: Part of someones name carved on a stone
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1/2/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.75 | "Waking at Night in the Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere in a pipe or bearing a little thud
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1/3/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.76 | "Waking at Night in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in a pipe or bearing a little thud
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1/3/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.77 | "Finding a Relic In a Country
Churchyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of some ones name carved on a stone
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1/2/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the road when shadows are long
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1/1/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.79 | "Waking at Night in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in the main bearing a little thud
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1/3/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dog is gone - who saw her last?
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1/16/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.80v | "Haines Place: Mile 68, Fairbanks,
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.81 | "Poets in Your Classroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First Session
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1/15/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.81v | "Poets in Your Classroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fourth Session
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1/17/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.82 | "Assumptions about modern poetry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scared of modern poetry
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1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.82 | "Haines Place: Milepost 68,Fairbanks,
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its on a bluff...
|
1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.83 | "Haines Place: Milepost 68,Fairbanks,
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the Haines place it was quiet
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1/14/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was out here with the other animals
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1/10/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the earthquake struck I was thinking
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1/11/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.85 | "(=12840)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wont get me, that wind, that
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1/11/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a long way from nothing, even
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1/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this game rules change, and those
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1/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.88 | "meeting notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Situation of Alaska writers
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.88 | "(=12836)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Count for them, breathe
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.89 | "Solitary Horseman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way to Winnemucca
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12/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.89 | "In the Darkroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I take you out of my camera. You have been
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12/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.90 | "Recipe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It and the - just so - become
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1/21/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careful, opening eyes wide, registering
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1/14/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe it will be like being born - dying
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1/14/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not for the world to be afraid
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1/12/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.92 | "Beyond the John Haines Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One traveler we met in the cold
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1/12/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.93 | "Our Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remind me again - together well
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1/13/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.94 | "Owl Calendar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When When comes and Go goes
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1/17/1976 |
Box: 18 | 75.95 | "Three Travel Poems 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After that wisdom river we climbed farther
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9/15/1959 |
Box: 18 | 75.96 | "Adults Only"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our airdale owns a fur world
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9/16/1959 |
Box: 18 | 75.97 | "Adults Only"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals own a fur world
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9/16/1959 |
Box: 18 | 75.98 | "Saying Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the time for singing we heard a thin
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10/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.99 | "Saying Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the time for singing we heard a thin
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10/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in the world falls the right
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10/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We glance aside at each other, the real
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10/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming by all the time, and then
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10/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The reverse of this world, almost reached
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10/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.103 | "Wage Slave, Art Department"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across their straight paths, and wandering
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9/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.104 | "Wage Slave, Art Department"
Typed draft.
First line: Across their straight paths, and wandering
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9/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you work, you gain. If you suffer
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8/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.106 | "Late, Passing Prairie Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sill of the house is worn by my many
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9/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.106 | "Moving by Finding Silence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first when I wrote it was daylight
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9/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.107 | "Late, Late, Passing Prairie Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night like a star a single bulb
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9/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.108 | "Back into Harness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the last night of summer. Forced
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9/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.109 | "Late, Late, Passing Prairie Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: All night like a star a single bulb
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9/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.110 | "Autumn 1975 Back into Harness"
Typed draft.
First line: It is the last day of summer. Forced
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9/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.110v | "Late, Passing Prairie Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: The sill of this house is worn by steps
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9/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.111 | "Moving by Finding Silence"
Typed draft.
First line: At first when I wrote it was daylight
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9/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.111v | "Late, Passing Prairie Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: The sill of this house is worn by
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9/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.112 | "Birthright"
Typed draft.
First line: No other heart has found the beat of mine
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.113 | "Birthright"
Typed draft.
First line: No other heart has found the beat of mine
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.114 | "Poets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came back and said the first
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9/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.114 | "Scholar Adventurers Research
Assistants"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the darkened library we carried
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9/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.115 | "Research Assistants"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out here no light can reach books
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9/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.116 | "Summer in the Tetons"
Typed draft.
First line: Through some of the peaks - noblesse oblige
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10/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.116 | "Pictographs in Paiute Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Hunger are hands, my hunger hands
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.117 | "Last Summer in the Tetons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through some of the peaks - noblesse oblige
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10/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.118 | "Air Will Forget Me You"
Typed draft.
First line: When I come on campus at dawn
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10/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.119 | "Ways to Say an Indian Says
Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: Moves around in the woods without
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10/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.120 | "Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mornings or evenings
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10/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.121 | "Ritualing Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Struck hard high in their approach the geese
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10/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.122 | "Assurance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not the same world when it is
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10/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is only a season, one by one
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10/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.124 | "Evening in the 30s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of my principles - then here
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10/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.125 | "Being a King"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You close a soundproof door; the birds
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10/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.126 | "History of Tomorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the stones, they say, that began
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11/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.126 | "Looking Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many hours looking at the fire
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11/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.127 | "Looking Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: back of me the world, waiting for me
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11/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.128 | "Something to Keep"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some flower - sunflower? - (nodding) (yes)
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11/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.129 | "Something to Keep"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No shadow after - everything carried
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11/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.130 | "Wherever You Go on the Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When circles and soft lights appear
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10/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.131 | "Being a King"
Typed draft.
First line: You enter a house with large windows
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10/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.131 | "Being a King"
Typed draft.
First line: You breathe. You walk. You
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10/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.131v | "Wherever You Are Go on the
Island"
Typed draft.
First line: Built slowly from fog, lef
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10/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.132 | "Werever It Is You Go on the
Island"
Typed draft.
First line: Not a disguise, merely its own being
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10/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.133 | "History of Tomorrow"
Typed draft.
First line: It is the stones, they say, that began
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11/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.133 | "Looking Away"
Typed draft.
First line: Many hours looking at the fire
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11/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.134 | "Say the World Had an Hour"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A caribou crosses the road, and her calf
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10/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.135 | "Say the World Had an Hour"
Typed draft.
First line: A caribou crosses the road, and her calf
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10/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.136 | "The Gift Something to Keep"
Typed draft.
First line: No shadow after - everything carries
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11/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.137 | "Assurance"
Typed draft.
First line: You will never be alone, you hear so deep
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10/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.137 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It is only a season, one by one
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10/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.138 | "Any Day Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Mornings or evenings you can put hands on
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10/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.138 | "Ritualing Again"
Typed draft.
First line: Struck hard high in their approach the geese
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10/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.139 | "Bergman"
Typed draft.
First line: You begin with stillness. You make it
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11/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.140 | "Bergman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You begin with stillness. You make it
|
11/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.141 | "Wind in the Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the level of treetops it is one last branch, then
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11/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After you turn this page: its where
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11/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.142 | "Our Path"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What we followed was not a song
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11/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.143 | "Riding Across Hutchinson Town with My
Kamikaze Aunt"
Typed draft.
First line: This old car - runs too fast. I cant
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7/25/1953 |
Box: 18 | 75.144 | "Maybe There is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a triangle, perspective, either
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11/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.145 | "Charged by Moonlight"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever this dance were in,
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11/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.146 | "Vocation of Telling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who is going to tell the world - will you
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11/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.147 | "Power of Ten Maybe There Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could there be a star so pure you would die
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11/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.148 | "By the Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It gave one leaf, then more, then all
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11/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.148 | "Some Time Walking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In some low mood youll stop, look down
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11/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.149 | "Meeting Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then at last that sound, you hear it
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11/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.149 | "Cheri"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Raymond was her dude but she
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11/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.150 | "Cheri"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The shadows in her arms got
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11/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.150 | "Listen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have a contract with sun,read over
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11/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.151 | "Research Assistance}"
Typed draft.
First line: In the darkened library we carry
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9/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.152 | "Research"
Typed draft.
First line: In the darkened library we shine
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9/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.153 | "Along the Margin"
Typed draft.
First line: In the carpet factory they all sing
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9/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.153v | "Daily Shoot-Out for Tourists on the Square in
Jackson, Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: What got away? something the women once
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.152v | "Daily Shoot-Out for Tourists on the Square in
Jackson, Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: What got away? Something the women
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.154 | "That Kind of World"
Typed draft.
First line: When people call for you you dont
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9/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.155 | "That Kind of World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When people call for you you dont
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9/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.156 | "Along the Margin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the carpet factory they all sing
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9/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.157 | "Happy In Sunlight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe its out by Glass Butte some time
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9/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.158 | "Pictographs In Paiute Country Hot
Springs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hunger are hands, my hunger hands
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9/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some words I hold in, horses
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9/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.160 | "From the Harbor Bridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you talk the river finds
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9/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An owl person in the early morning
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9/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.162 | "For a Marker"
Typed draft.
First line: Where I lay first the grass
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.163 | "Shaft of Light What the Old Town
Says"
Typed draft.
First line: Open was the summer window
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.164 | "After Space Travel: A Report to the Academy
4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After our summer, after many
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9/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.164 | "Back to Work After Space Travel: A Report to
the Academy 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the map, even of Hawaii, no matter
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9/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.165 | "After Space Travel: A Report to the Academy
2: The Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After anything left, people admired
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9/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.166 | "After Space Travel: A Report to the Academy
1: The Word"
Typed draft.
First line: When we finally got home our world had become
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.167 | "At the End of summer After Space Travel: A
Report to the Academy 4"
Typed draft.
First line: After our summer, after many
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9/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.167 | "At the End of Summer After Space Travel: A
Report to the Academy 2"
Typed draft.
First line: After summer
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9/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.168 | "Three for the End of Vacation After Space
Travel: A Report to the Academy 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the map, even of Hawaii, no matter
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9/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.169 | "Pictographs in Paiute Country: Hot
Springs"
Typed draft.
First line: Down where grass are fish are
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9/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.169 | "In Sunlight"
Typed draft.
First line: No judge as fair as the sun - you turn
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9/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.169v | "Two Kinds of Death"
Typed draft.
First line: That man on a camel south of Karachi tapped
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.170 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I woke...
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9/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.171 | "Rusticated In the Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bears and wolves growl and howl
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9/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.171 | "On Duty Every Morning at the Last
Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside in the cold with a little light
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9/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.172 | "Hearing the Sad Coyotes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They know.
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9/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.172 | "Weathervane"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open to the warm air, true
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9/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.173 | "Report on the Yound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of them are still saying
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9/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.173 | "Great Arcs Matinee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dragged by the horse, everyone
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9/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And it was after. Then
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9/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.174 | "On Duty Every Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside in the cold with a little light
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9/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.175 | "Hearing the Sad Coyotes"
Typed draft.
First line: They know
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9/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.175 | "Weathervane"
Typed draft.
First line: Open to the warm air, true
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9/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.175 | "Matinee"
Typed draft.
First line: Dragged by the wild horse
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9/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.175 | "Report on the Young"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of them are still saying whatever the lastest is
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9/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.176 | "Little Fictions, Little Truths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world is upside down in the eyes
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10/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.177 | "Coming Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The engine at fifty driving
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10/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.178 | "Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We also serve. The wind
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10/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.178 | "Little Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If somewhere in the world a little light
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10/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.179 | "Little Fiction, Little Truths"
Typed draft.
First line: The world is upsdie down in the eyes
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10/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.179 | "Coming Home"
Typed draft.
First line: The engine at fifty, driving
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10/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.180 | "Another Twilight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime you will be in a store
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10/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.180 | "Pioneer Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the cold a stranger arrives
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10/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.181 | "Another Twilight"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometime you will be in a store
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10/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.181 | "Pioneer Story"
Typed draft.
First line: Now in the cold a stranger arrives
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10/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.182 | "Thinking of Salt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Salt says its part, what it says
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10/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.182 | "At a Place on the Map"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you will go to the last birch tree
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10/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.183 | "Trouble with Being Alive"
Typed draft.
First line: Tangle with time, you right away got
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7/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.184 | "Sitting Up Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond Silence, on the other side merging
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.184 | "Safety"
Typed draft.
First line: Those trains we heard, before the track
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.184v | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: All towns are by the gulf
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.185 | "Humble Petition"
Typed draft.
First line: You pessimists,
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7/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.185v | "Sitting Up Late"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond silence, on the other side merging
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.186 | "High Thinking"
Typed draft.
First line: Some thoughts have hate. Bareheaded, some
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.186 | "Humble Petition"
Typed draft.
First line: What is outside the world, oh it looks
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7/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.186v | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes now when a real day ends
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.187 | "Some Notes on Space"
Typed draft.
First line: Not born enough, we labor on
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.188 | "Finding Out Something"
Typed draft.
First line: It takes a long time, how cats learn to walk
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.189 | "Water"
Typed draft.
First line: Water suffers to be divided, then
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.189 | "Registering What Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: As well as I can, I will sort what
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7/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.190 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry is the kind of thing...
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7/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All towns are by the gulf
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7/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.191 | "Safety"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trains I heard, before the platform
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7/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.192 | "Moynihan Crosses Crossing the
Border"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tasting the names, down through
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7/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may know high breathing
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7/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.193 | "Some Notes on Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Born, but not born enough
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7/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.194 | "Humble Petition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From where quiet history has left us
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7/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.194 | "Sitting Up Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond silence, on the other side merging
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7/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.195 | "High Thinking Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some thoughts have hats. Bareheaded, some
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7/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.195 | "Humble Petition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is outside the world, oh it looks
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7/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.196 | "Finding Out Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes a long time, but cats learn to walk
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7/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.197 | "Registering What Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As well as I can, I will sort what
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7/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.198 | "Water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that water finds itself, but
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7/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow dawn close to the sun a figure
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6/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fog and the cliff behind us - we could
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6/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lark in heaven, wake me
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6/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Narrative of clouds, their wandering
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6/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.203 | "Trouble with Being Alive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tangle with time, you got right away
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7/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After awhile we heard
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7/3/1905 |
Box: 18 | 75.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She stands about as high as my heart
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7/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You, wherever you are, is there
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8/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this dust the people I saw
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8/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.207 | "Shaft of Light What the Old Town
Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open was the summer window
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8/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are mountains above the railing
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8/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.208 | "For a Marker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I lay down the grass was
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8/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.209 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Once I sang a thistledown that crossed
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8/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.209 | "For a Marker"
Typed draft.
First line: Where I lay the grass
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8/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.210 | "City People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By a glance they know each
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8/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.211 | "Instead of a Knife After Space Travel: A
report to the Academy:1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we finally got home our world had become
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8/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.212 | "Someones Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Once, crossing an old mountain
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.213 | "For Ben Hur Lampman"
Typed draft.
First line: In this lonely country after sundown
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8/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.214 | "For Ben Hur Lampman"
Typed draft.
First line: In this lonely country after sundown
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8/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.215 | "One Way For Ben Hur Lampman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the desert after sundown
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8/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close as air, loving as water
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8/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other light, people now lost in this
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8/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.218 | "Invitation after a Party at Sisters
Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunrise, light at its true aim
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8/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.219 | "Finding Out Something Someones
Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not bricks, I was looking at gravel
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8/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any sentence is just for life
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7/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.221 | "Why the World Is Vacant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way the weather travels, Ill join
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6/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.222 | "Rain Forest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under a cloudy sky, when the woods
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7/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.223 | "Humble Petition"
Typed draft.
First line: You pessimists
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7/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.224 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Repeatedly...
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8/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.225 | "Yes, It Offers Itself, But Surviving a
thunderstorm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way it holds off and stays the same
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8/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.226 | "There on the Morning Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early, by candlelight not to
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8/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quietly before daylight rain came. A few
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8/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.228 | "Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Etc, etc. Thats what rain says, its
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8/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.229 | "Unknown"
Handwritten draft.
First line: World, where are we? I whisper to it while it
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8/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.230 | "Two Kinds of Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man south of Karachi tapped on a basket lid
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8/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.231 | "conference notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Regionalism...
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8/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.232 | "conference notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is fiction...
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8/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.233 | "Across Nebraska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Popcorn spoke. A cathedral praised
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8/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.234 | "That Man South of Karachi Two Kinds of
Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He tapped a basket, lifted the lid
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8/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the corner they wait for me, my
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8/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.236 | "Unknown"
Handwritten draft.
First line: World, where are we? I whisper to it while
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8/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.237 | "Two Kinds of Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He tapped a basket, lifted the lid
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8/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.238 | "Two Kinds of Death"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That man south of Karachi tapped on a basket lid
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8/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.239 | "Reassuring My Survivors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On tomorrows road
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8/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.240 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To Hoback Junction...
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8/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.241 | "Daily Shoot-Out for Tourists on the Square in
Jackson, Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is more serious now...
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8/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.242 | "Gutters of Jackson: Cache Street North Colter
to the North Edge of Town (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gum wrapper, Coors can (flat)...
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8/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.243 | "Across Nebraska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Popcorn spoke. A cathedral praised
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.244 | "notes on Madeline De Frees talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Learning to Fly...
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8/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.245 | "notes on talks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ingrid Salisbury...
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8/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.246 | "notes on talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bad poem...
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8/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.247 | "notes on talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry knows...
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8/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.248 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ingrid Wendt...
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8/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.249 | "Gutters of Jackson: Cache Street
North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gum wrapper with nothing, Coors can
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8/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.250 | "Daily Shoot-Out for Tourists on the Square in
Jackson, Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is more serious now, the encounter
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8/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.251 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The American West...
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.252 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when I want to write...
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8/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.253 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ingrids poem...
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8/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.254 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A story or...
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8/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.255 | "Birthright"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No other heart has found the beat of mine
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8/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though the year, following the worlds
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8/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trucks may shake the earth, but
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8/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.257 | "Surviving a Thunderstorm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way it holds off and stays the same
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8/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.258 | "Birthright"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No other heart has found the beat of mine
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8/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.259 | "Birthright (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No other heart has found the beat of mine
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8/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.260 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two cultures...
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8/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.261 | "Birthright (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No other heart...
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.262 | "Reasons for Silence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People say mountains, but mountains
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6/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are with me. It is cold, but
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6/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of their children they did not name
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6/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.265 | "Today, Tonight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today, when silence comes Ill hear
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6/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.266 | "Even Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the roads go back, when
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6/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the grain falls off the wheat
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5/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the middle of the night you hear
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5/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again we came around the wall
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5/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shadow solid, moon quiet, house of
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5/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind outside our door, tomorrow
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5/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.271 | "Today, Tonight"
Typed draft.
First line: Today, when silence came, we heard
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6/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.271 | "Trying to Get Lost Across the
Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: The country discovered by dawn beyond
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.272 | "You breathe..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: They came here again. Dust and then
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6/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You stop and sit down on
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6/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees are secret: inside a trunk what
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6/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.273 | "Charm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For if the plane goes down
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6/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.274 | "Couldnt We"
Typed draft.
First line: Fish in their weather they wear
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.274 | "What Lasts"
Typed draft.
First line: Animal I am, but other, other
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6/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.275 | "Today, Tonight"
Typed draft.
First line: Today, when silence came, we heard
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6/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.275 | "Across the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: That country discovered by dawn beyond
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.276 | "You breathe..."
Typed draft.
First line: You breathe where their breath touched the curtain. Day came
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6/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.276 | "Charm"
Typed draft.
First line: For if the plane goes down
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6/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt make any difference, but
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5/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hawks that establish air, attitude
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5/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.277v | "Reasons for Silence"
Typed draft.
First line: People say mountains, but mountains
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6/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.278 | "Being No One"
Typed draft.
First line: I meet many who measure me no one
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.278 | "To Have"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the dream to have instead of forever
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.278 | "Past Goes Dark"
Typed draft.
First line: From the middle of the night you hear
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.279 | "Fish in Their Weather They Wear Couldnt
We"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fish in their weather they wear
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6/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.279 | "What Lasts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animal I am, but other, other
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6/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.280 | "Close-Ups of the Big Scene"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When some of the pieces came
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7/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.280 | "Something Light for Ends of Conferences End
of a Writers Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Next time lets be animals, have
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7/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.281 | "End of a Writers Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: its word in gold. Go now enchanted
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7/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.282 | "Jet Lag"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile when the world slowed down
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6/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.283 | "End of a Writers Conference"
Typed draft.
First line: Lets go sing at that cave in the mountain
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7/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.284 | "translation of Demain des laube by Victor
Hugo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow, at dawnm at the hour when fields turn white
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.284v | "class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Authority and Beginnings
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Streets that deny day run athwart
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6/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.285 | "Room 422 423"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trapped in our dim skins, we watch
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6/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.286 | "Accepting Surprise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The right mistakes, that rich moment
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6/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.287 | "Dream of My Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The days go by. Hearts do not change
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6/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.288 | "For My Young Friends Who Are
afraid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a country to cross you will
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6/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow the lines inside the hand no one
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6/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.289 | "Learning to Live in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For us, there are a few passes over the
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6/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.290 | "Learning to Live in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even at night you can go out and hear
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6/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.291 | "Hearing Billy Graham"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking through weather
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7/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.292 | "Meeting Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You enter a crowded room; nobody
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7/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.293 | "Writing the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that stillness around me no one can cross
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7/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.294 | "Writing the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am writing for my life. That stillness
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7/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.295 | "From the Back Country Talk from the
Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone, or maybe only two branches
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7/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.296 | "Meditation at Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden as the sky, your day comes
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7/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.297 | "Hall of the Mountain King"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the real days came, but after
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7/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.298 | "Hall of the Mountain King"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...the tide of wind onward, a tide of blades
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7/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One face in the silence bleared, was another
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7/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kittens and puppies ahve done what they could
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7/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.299 | "Hall of the Mountain King"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lay that rich head on a pillow
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7/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.300 | "Learning to Live in the World"
Typed draft.
First line: For us there are passes over the
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6/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.301 | "For My Young Friends who Are
Afraid"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a country to cross you will
|
6/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.302 | "End of a Writers Conference"
Typed draft.
First line: Lets go sing at that cave in the mountains
|
7/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.302 | "Jet Lag"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile when the world slowed
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6/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.303 | "Room 423"
Typed draft.
First line: Trapped in our dim skins, we watch
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6/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.303 | "Accepting Surprises"
Typed draft.
First line: The right mistakes - that rich moment
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6/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.304 | "Room 2609 423"
Typed draft.
First line: Trapped in our dim skins, we watch
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6/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.305 | "Accepting Surprise"
Typed draft.
First line: The right mistakes - that rich moment
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6/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.306 | "Life: a Dream Dream of My Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Days go by. Hearts hardly change
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6/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.307 | "Some Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the form of mist from under a stone
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7/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.308 | "Declaration for the New World:
1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We woke together inside this pearl at dawn
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4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.308v | "Declaration for the New World:
1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We wake together inside a pearl at dawn
|
4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.309 | "Declaration for the New World:
1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We woke together inside this pearl at dawn
|
4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.309v | "Declaration for the New World:
1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We woke together inside this pearl at dawn
|
4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.310 | "Declaration for the New World:
1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We wake together inside a pearl at dawn
|
4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.311 | "Walking the City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So late even the robbers are asleep
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4/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.312 | "Ducks Down in the Meadow"
Typed draft.
First line: Night turns gray, stays like that
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5/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.312v | "Walking the City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So late even robbers are asleep
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4/6/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.313 | "Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you close your eyes it is
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5/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.314 | "Customs Declaration: Honolulu"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds, when they come, belong, and the waves
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.315 | "That Day One of the Years"
Typed draft.
First line: You will think it an ordinary day
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5/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.316 | "Different World Declaration for the New
World: 1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We woke together inside a pearl at dawn
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4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.316v | "New World Declaration for the New World:
1976"
Typed draft.
First line: We woke together inside a pearl at dawn
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4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.317 | "dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tolstoy...
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3/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can hear the sun pass, far side
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3/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now but not now - alone in the time
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3/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Apparently we meet in an Ice Age. I touch
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5/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.321 | "Ducks Down in the Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night turns gray, stays like that
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5/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.322 | "That Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You will think it an ordinary day
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5/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.323 | "Different World Declaration for the New
World: 1976"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We woke together inside a pearl at dawn
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4/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.324 | "Customs Declaration: Honolulu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These clouds belong because they came
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4/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.325 | "Graduation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about now every year
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4/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.325 | "Kibby Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but Lonely was here, that gray
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4/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.326 | "Customs Declaration, Honolulu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds, when they come, belong, and the waves
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4/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.326v | "When Tomorrow Comes Dear Jim
Long"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a wound called thought
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn left, then remember the bump
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4/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.328 | "Look--"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - from my head this bubble labeled Love
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4/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.329 | "Hydrophobia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The biter from fear went mad
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3/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.329 | "Electric Eye on the Saigon Road"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, sister, sister, child, son
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3/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because I do not know where to bow
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5/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.330 | "When You Hear This:3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you hear this you should
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5/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.331 | "When You Hear This 1 & 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you hear this I am twenty
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5/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.332 | "When You Hear This Dear Jim Long"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear ---
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.332 | "When You Hear This 1 & 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you hear this I am twenty
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5/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.333 | "When You Hear This Dear Jim Long"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear ----
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.333v | "When You Hear This:3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you hear this you should
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5/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.334 | "Being No One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shaken to zero, I met a man
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5/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.335 | "Waking Some Night To Have Walking the
City"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the dream to have instead of forever
|
4/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.336 | "Waking Some Night To Have Walking the
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the dream to have instead of forever
|
4/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.337 | "Looking at a Pen"
Typed draft.
First line: Back there in the country around here, before
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5/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.338 | "Looking at a Pen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back there walking the country around here
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5/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.339 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miles-long the marsh discovered itself
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4/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.340 | "draft of commencement speech?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In such parts of our lives...
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3/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.341 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Naz Rassokh...
|
3/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.342 | "Graduation"
Typed draft.
First line: Along about now every year
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4/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.343 | "Lecture That Starts with a
Prayer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the heads bent and before the prayer
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5/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way the world was to me, and its
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5/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.344 | "Dear Jim Long"
Handwritten draft.
First line: by looking away we are saying
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4/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the library you see people
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4/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.346 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only away, or other, will serve
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4/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.347 | "Walking at Night Walking the
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the dream I have instead of forever
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4/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.348 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we live, and the place we
|
3/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.349 | "Colors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The color I am afraid of is
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3/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.349 | "Visiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not coming to see them. It is
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3/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.350 | "Day at Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the near pine rain hangs
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3/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.351 | "Finding the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roving forward, the diesel headlight when
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3/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.351 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Divided by fire, the real number inside
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3/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.352 | "Meeting at Berkeley in the 40s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steam I guess it was tapped a pipe
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3/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.352 | "Colors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The color of light is telling you something. The color
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3/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All over a field of summer
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2/22/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.354 | "Some Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A face in the sky, some say, says, Rain
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2/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.355 | "Nada"
Typed draft.
First line: A narrow track
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11/9/1974 |
Box: 18 | 75.355v | "Pan Am"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some lines across the dust - Rome
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1/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A face I saw said, Wait! The way
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1/30/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.356v | "Nada"
Typed draft.
First line: A narrow track
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11/9/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.357 | "Oregon Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the animals moves, heavy. Another
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1/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.358 | "Song of Whatever Road"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the highway you hear the song
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1/24/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.359 | "Perspective: Near the Staenders
Road"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a scattering of stones on the plain
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1/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.360 | "Still Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rabbitbrush accepting the light, promising
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1/23/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.361 | "Looking Back at the Willamette
Valley"
Typed draft.
First line: In summer a glass bowl of light fills
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.362 | "Lines to a Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Mornings I write down my dreams. All day
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.363 | "Lines to a Friend (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Often in the rain, its curtain opens
|
1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All else may thrive, from rain, the rain
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1/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As careful as may be, open eyes you
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1/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We bend the limbs aside and find the path
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1/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.367 | "Have You Heard? Slim Sonnet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say if you kneel and bow a spirit
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1/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.368 | "Because We Cannot Stop Looking
Inward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cave that has a ghost, the last cave
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1/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.369 | "Beginning"
Typed draft.
First line: Our kind who live now can forget
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3/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.369 | "Communion Among the Piranha"
Typed draft.
First line: It sank. They came. Dispersed. The world
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2/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.370 | "Ecology in Southern California"
Typed draft.
First line: A woman with a cane came into the room
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.370 | "At a School for the Deaf"
Typed draft.
First line: They talk their hands. They
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.371 | "Spirit of 75 (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Joseph is in the pit
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3/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.372 | "Spirit of 75 (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond that mushroom of smog
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3/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.373 | "1930s You Men of the 1940s"
Typed draft.
First line: In the wild of the stree our kind
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2/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.373 | "You and Me Sitting on a Bus by a Silent
Traveler"
Typed draft.
First line: Around the echo, we build the cave
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3/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.373v | "1930s You Men of the 1940s"
Typed draft.
First line: In the wild of the street our kind
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2/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.374 | "A Speech on Accepting the Watch"
Typed draft.
First line: Upon my wrist where time taps
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3/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.374 | "Far Across the Sea"
Typed draft.
First line: By spaced and careful flakes we are
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.375 | "Some Say"
Typed draft.
First line: A face in the sky, some say, sasy Rain
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1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.376 | "Locating Sorrow"
Typed draft.
First line: In the neck the Atlas bone
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2/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.376 | "It Is Always Now"
Typed draft.
First line: In your life you have to watch out or a leader
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2/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.377 | "One of Your Lives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of your lives, hurt by the sight of
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3/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.378 | "From Your Thorp Springs
Correspondent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you take one of these days, this one
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3/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.379 | "One of Your Lives"
Typed draft.
First line: One of your lives, hurt by the sight of
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3/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.379v | "From Your Thorp Springs
Correspondent"
Typed draft.
First line: If you take one of these days, this one
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3/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.380 | "From Your Thorp Springs
Correspondent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Thorp Springs, where no one comes
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3/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.380 | "From Your Thorp Springs
Correspondent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To go back over the bridge nobody intended
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3/15/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.381 | "Canon F 1 in France"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spun from the light this picture
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1/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.382 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now joins now; then extends
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3/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.382 | "Taking the News"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we could leave, without arriving
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3/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.383 | "Taking the Bad News"
Typed draft.
First line: If you could leave without arriving
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3/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.383v | "Meeting in Berkeley in the 1940s"
Typed draft.
First line: Bourgeois ricocheted often. I seem to remember
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3/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.384 | "Bird Inside a Box"
Typed draft.
First line: A bird inside a box, the box will
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4/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.385 | "Bird Inside a Box"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At every hold, let go. Every day
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4/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.386 | "Artist, Come Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember how bright it is
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4/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.387 | "Song of Widows and Orphans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lincoln said, open hand
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3/29/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.388 | "Stillness Is the Right Wave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the shore we always chose
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4/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.389 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had it for awhile - maybe again
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4/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.389 | "Mist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now it is the other shore, this one
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4/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.390 | "High Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willow were here first, and they
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4/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.391 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our moon, sung to, sails down, so
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4/14/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.392 | "Rain Blew Upward UNder the Eaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain blew upward under the eaves
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4/1/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.393 | "Moose Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alder, it was, holding the old burn
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4/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.393 | "Moose Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you say Broad leaf, miles
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4/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.394 | "Child of Pain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the light is like this it is like
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12/10/1974 |
Box: 18 | 75.395 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In was in our own time the cruelest deed was done
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1/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.396 | "Be Careful What You Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They hold your ankles when you wade
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1/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.397 | "Looking Inward"
Typed draft.
First line: A cave that has a ghost, the last cave
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1/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.398 | "Have You Heard?"
Typed draft.
First line: They say if you kneel and bow a spirit
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1/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.399 | "Lines to a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place on the earth curves upward
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1/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.399 | "Lines to a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dreams: Suddenly a friend
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1/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.400 | "Big Rooms Lines to a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe a friend is talking. You listen
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1/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.401 | "Lines to a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lines in a bottle to be tossed in the ocean
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1/20/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.401 | "At the Beauty Parlor Looking Back at the
willamette Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In summer a glass bowl of light fills
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1/21/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.402 | "Locating Pain Sorrow"
Typed draft.
First line: In the neck the Atlas bone
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2/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.402 | "For the Album"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the muskrat ice our creek
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2/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.403 | "For the Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the muskrat ice our creek
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2/11/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.404 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every kind of weed that helps a
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2/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.405 | "Quiet of the Land"
Typed draft.
First line: I feel the stone, therefore I am
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2/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.406 | "Quiet of the Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I feel the stone, therefore I am
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2/7/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your life - plenty of dreas. They are
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2/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the clock wind leave them
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2/4/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.408 | "(dream)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This was a long time ago
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2/5/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.409 | "Accountability"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter nights outside the taverns in Wyoming
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2/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.410 | "Accountability at Casper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter nights, outside the taverns in Wyoming
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2/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.411 | "Canon F 1 in France"
Typed draft.
First line: Spun from the light this picture
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1/31/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.412 | "Surviving a Poetry Circuit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My name is Old Mortality. This is the hand
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2/19/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.413 | "It Is Always Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your life you have to watch out or a leader will
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2/17/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.414 | "Pain in the Neck Locating Sorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the neck the Atlas bone
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2/12/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.414 | "At a School for the Deaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You talk some hands, they wave, you
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2/13/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.415 | "Ecology in Southern California"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A woman with a cane came into the room
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2/16/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.416 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out here in the boondocks...
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2/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.417 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Delusions of ordinariness. The dream of
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2/18/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.418 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here come the flowers, all springs host
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2/8/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.419 | "Spirit of 75"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joseph is in the put
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3/3/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.420 | "Far Across the Sea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By spaced and careful flakes you
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2/25/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.421 | "Accepting the Watch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Upon my wrist where time taps all
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3/2/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.422 | "You and Me Sitting on a Bus by a Silent
Traveler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around this echo I build the cave
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3/10/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.423 | "1930s You Men of the 1940s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the wild of the streets our tribe
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2/26/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.424 | "Communion Among the Piranhas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It sank. They came. Dispersed. The world
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2/27/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.424 | "Notice What This Poem Is Not
Doing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light along the hills in the morning
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2/28/1975 |
Box: 18 | 75.425 | "Beginning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our kind who live now can forget
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3/1/1975 |
Box: 19 | 76.1 | "Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the day for not telling where
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12/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.2 | "On the Road Last Night"
Typed draft.
First line: On the road last night I heard the tires
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12/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.2 | "There Is Blindness"
Typed draft.
First line: There is blindness; there is
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12/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.3 | "There Is Blindness"
Typed draft.
First line: There is blindness; there is
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12/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.4 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A fly pays attention
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.5 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When a fly buzzed, when the Earth
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.6 | "There Is Blindness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brought close and louder, faces
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12/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.6 | "On the Road Last Night`"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the road last night I heard the tires
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12/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.6 | "There Is Blindness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is blindness; there is
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12/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.7 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday morning...
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12/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.8 | "A fly pays attention..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now stones will be still, walls lean but
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12/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.8 | "Hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half the hills are underground. Moles
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12/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.9 | "Hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where hills are, sometimes a cave interrupts
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12/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hiding in this failure, trying to deserve
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12/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the door Dog said, Somebody
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12/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.11 | "Hearing the Future"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into no sound but stronger than a drum
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12/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.12 | "In Touch Totem People, Street
People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They need a bird, something to say
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12/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds trying to become a face, likewise
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12/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.14 | "World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: has changed: there are two
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day, every path, every breath
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12/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.15 | "Quaker Agent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inform clients about others who might better
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12/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.16 | "Railroad Double-Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the first place, te locomotive, hustle
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.16 | "Surveying for the Pipeline"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the earthquake we threw away
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.16 | "World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about noon, turn around. Its
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.17 | "Strangeness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the surprise comes, the surprise is
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12/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.18 | "What Ever Happened to the Beats?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am your sound of the other hand
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12/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.19 | "Poem That Leads to Nothing Where Zero Lives,
a Round"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where Zero lives has
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12/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.20 | "Starting a Reading at Stephens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This winter day, breath of the north
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11/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.21 | "Two Messages from At the Fireflies and the
Snuffies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They didnt say anything, but those plants
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12/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.22 | "At the Fireflies and the
Snuffies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What ever happened to those letters you
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12/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.23 | "At the Fireflies and the
Snuffies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They didnt say anything, but those plants
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12/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.24 | "Asking You to Turn THese Pages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was only important things, great thinkers
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12/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.25 | "Asking You to Turn THese Pages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was only important things, great thinkers
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12/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.26 | "Receiver"
Typed draft.
First line: Ive listened late at parties, hearing
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12/31/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.27 | "Still Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone is telling a friend about
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.28 | "Being Patient in a Line at the
Postoffice"
Typed draft.
First line: Let this day link back: after refreshments
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.28 | "Locked on Our Way"
Typed draft.
First line: We left a light on in that cave
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.29 | "Locked on Our Way"
Typed draft.
First line: We left a light on in that cave, and
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.30 | "Locked on Our Way"
Typed draft.
First line: We left a light on in that cave, and
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.31 | "Receiver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along water where you can put your
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12/31/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.32 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you encourage...
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12/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.33 | "Re-Doing the News"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the days prime it shone. They recorded
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12/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.33v | "Smoke"
Typed draft.
First line: Smokes ways a good way, always
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12/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you move, the light changes. Part
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12/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.34 | "Smoke"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smokes way is your way, always
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12/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.35 | "Thinking About Someone Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but Jo fell. She was gone
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12/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.36 | "World Is Like the University of
Missouri"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world is like the University of Missouri
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12/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when I was flying a 707
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12/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.37 | "Bit of Luck"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the difference is, when a north wind
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12/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.38 | "River Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water has a lot of maybe in it
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12/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody heard it at first, for it wasnt
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12/25/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something enters, early. It is incidental. But
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12/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.41 | "World"
Typed draft.
First line: A face over there in the trees - its not clear
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.42 | "Window to Let Pride Out"
Typed draft.
First line: This place by the fire we keep for a ghost to sleep
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.43 | "Little Night Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: There was a certain flake. For miles it
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.44 | "Starting a Reading at Stephens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A winter day has fallen into my mind
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11/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.45 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taped interview...
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11/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world has fallen into my mind, carrying
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11/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.47 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some discourse...
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11/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.48 | "When You Close Your Eyes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside will be dark, even the stars
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11/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.49 | "Forgetting Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the city puts a big hand, Howdy,
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11/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.49 | "Forgetting Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This river found the one best canyon
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11/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain bend of road slanted
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11/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.50 | "Kansas State-ment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any room is a little room. Stand
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11/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finding things, to know something is
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11/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.52 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two dreams
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11/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, all over those mountains
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11/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.54 | "Report on the Evening of November 5, 1976
(1)"
Typed draft.
First line: All night the yellow-eyed blinker alone
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11/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.55 | "Report on the Evening of November 5, 1976
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, theres wind
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11/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.56 | "Report on the Evening of November 5, 1976
(3)"
Typed draft.
First line: Something that happens: the moon flares into the
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11/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.57 | "Report on the Evening of November 5, 1976
(3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: walk on toward our car, the host explains
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11/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.58 | "Report on the Evening of November 5, 1976
(2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: rolled-up slices of turkey from the lavish
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11/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.59 | "Report on the Evening of November 5, 1976
(1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An amber blinker along at the top
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11/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.60 | "For Someone Else"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not like the sun, our eyes go out
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11/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.60 | "Choosing a Day to Remember"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went out slowly and stood
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11/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.61 | "Choosing a Day to Remember"
Typed draft.
First line: We went out slowly and stood
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11/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.62 | "Nobody (contd.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I made mistakes, you always counted
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11/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.62 | "Just Visiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My words are cold. When you let them
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11/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.63 | "Being Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The front end of a day, almost like
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11/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.64 | "Being Found"
Typed draft.
First line: Still breathing of night, the front end of day
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11/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.65 | "Being Found"
Typed draft.
First line: The front end of day, almost like
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11/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.66 | "Starting a Reading at Stephens"
Typed draft.
First line: This winter day, breath of the north
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11/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.67 | "Report from the Quaker Agent"
Typed draft.
First line: This year as always I have informed
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12/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.68 | "Report from the Quaker Agent (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Records - money in and out, as well as
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12/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.69 | "Hills"
Typed draft.
First line: Half the hills are underground
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12/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.70 | "Totem"
Typed draft.
First line: They need a bird, something to say
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12/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.70v | "Tree"
Typed draft.
First line: This is a day for not telling where
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12/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.71 | "Where Zero Lives, a round"
Typed draft.
First line: Here where Zero lives, it has
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12/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.72 | "Strangeness"
Typed draft.
First line: Shadows need other than shadow, a flash, then
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12/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.72 | "What Ever happened to the Beats?"
Typed draft.
First line: On that street in San Francisco
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12/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.73 | "Choosing a Day to Remember"
Typed draft.
First line: We went out slowly and stood in a field
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11/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.74 | "Old Prof (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: I can smell him...
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.75 | "Hell We Interrupt to Bring You"
Typed draft.
First line: It will be coming toward Earth, and
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11/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.76 | "Hell We Interrupt to Bring You
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: ... and Saturday morning horrors, and people are all
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11/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.77 | "Overheard on Fleet Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Western towns they speak to one
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11/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.77 | "Dear World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are many messages needed, and only
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11/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.78 | "Wish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before my body dies, here mixed
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11/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its heavy, being me, the one I have to
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11/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.78 | "(=13385)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about mid-morning I noticed the sky. It was
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11/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.79 | "They Carved an Animal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in a cave they carved an animal
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11/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.79 | "Tree House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No events, a state without borders
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11/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.79 | "Tree House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I lay me down to sleep
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11/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.80 | "(=13381)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well, the green got darker
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11/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.80 | "Layers of Roack, Tree Rings They Carved an
Animal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If in this cave we carve an animal
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11/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.81 | "Hell We Interrupt to Bring You
(1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be coming toward Earth, and
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11/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.82 | "Hell We Interrupt to Bring You
(2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last moment it misses, and I
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11/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.83 | "Vespers Aubade at Spirit Lake "
Handwritten draft.
First line: At one side you can see. Its open there
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11/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.84 | "Tree House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Treat it gently, our house of air
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11/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.84 | "Aware"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near but unknown, this side of
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11/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.85 | "Equations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: X times I called, Y times
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10/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.85 | "October"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun on the grass in fall, that rabbitbrush,
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10/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.86 | "For Ed Farrell at the Casper Conference,
Wyoming Association of Teachers of English, October 1976"
Typed draft.
First line: Carry home from here this funny picture
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.87 | "Seeing Oedipus Rex on Campus
(prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: Out of their masks from time Oedipus and Jocasta
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10/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.88 | "Seeing Oedipus Rex on Campus
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of their masks from time Oedipus and Jocasta
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10/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.89 | "Rural Company (2pp)"
Typed draft.
First line: That mud stops the horses. Pulling
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Box: 19 | 76.90 | "Winter Light October}"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That rabbitbrush this
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10/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.90 | "William Stafford: Winter Light Rural
Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Glint, then lost, those eyes frozen
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10/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.91 | "John Haines: Homesteading Rural
Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was no road, and the first moose
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10/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.91 | "Wendell Berry: Kentucky Stronghold Rural
Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When mud stops the horses, pulling
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10/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.92 | "Berky"
Typed draft.
First line: I wasnt at your house, regret,
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10/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.93 | "Faculty Retreat"
Typed draft.
First line: They go by dragging their chains. I hook
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.94 | "The Frog with the Good Voice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every time he croaked he went to heaven
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10/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.94 | "Berky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wasnt at your house, regret
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10/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my dream I was awake and
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10/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I saw too muchour everything
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10/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.97 | "Someone Sleeping"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You rumple your pillow, an ear
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10/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.98 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If I saw too muchour days (everything)
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10/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.98v | "Locating"
Typed draft.
First line: Right here, today, now: what sleeps
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10/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recently more awaare of an edge,
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10/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.99 | "Locating"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right here, today, now: what sleeps
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10/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.100 | "Answers Answerers"
Typed draft.
First line: No one but Sobs the Ghost in this house
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.100v | "Someone Sleeping"
Typed draft.
First line: You rumple your pillow, an ear
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10/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.100v | "Answerers"
Typed draft.
First line: There are songs to wide for sound. There are
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10/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not like other clouds, not ever changing
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10/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today its back to standard time. Not like the sun
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10/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.102 | "Just Visiting"
Typed draft.
First line: My words are cold. When you let them in
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11/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.102 | "Nobody"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet when I come home, you
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11/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who lifted and levelled at our job worked
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10/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.103 | "Nobody :After Retirement"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet when you come home, you
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11/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.104 | "Seeing Oedipus Rex on Campus"
Typed draft.
First line: Out of their masks from time Oedipus and Jocasta
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10/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lookthis ink draws a child with a knife
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.106 | "Answer Answerers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but Sobs the Ghost in this house
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10/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.107 | "William Stafford: Genial Reflections Rural
Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You start where markers are
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10/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Or came, a good friend for the woods
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10/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of these people, they learn
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10/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.109 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming down Carson...
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10/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lane to highway, north, and lane
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10/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the springy grass, its answer
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10/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, not rockand only the direction
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10/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Less than a sound, but more
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10/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turned when they go by, she watches
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10/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.113v | "Incident on a Road Near Sisters,
Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: If you had been there, when the snake
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9/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.114 | "Look I Saw in Sisters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am a child with large eyes
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9/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.114 | "At Menucha Dean at Faculty
Retreat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dragging their chains, they go by. I hook
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9/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.115 | "Map of Your Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look at the map of your hand, a province
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9/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.116 | "Wildcat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She was gone of course, not a dream
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9/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.116 | "What She Left"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dress with flowers on it and
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9/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.117 | "Old Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the traveler they tell of
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9/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.118 | "Old Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often in that story at the end
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9/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.119 | "Faust Is the Name Old Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mr Devil, she said, I want to buy some more
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9/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.120 | "Old Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One walked the long hall, one
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9/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.121 | "Letter to Dick, from Dismay,
Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like an animal, I cross fields
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9/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.122 | "I Always Hoped the World Would Come
True"
Typed draft.
First line: While the convention was meeting, an unexplained
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.123 | "Incident on a Road Near Sisters ,
Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you had been there, when the snake
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9/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.124 | "Being Contemporary"
Typed draft.
First line: A touch and awake and its Monday
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.125 | "Beyond What the Stock Market
Says"
Typed draft.
First line: We move a compass and watch the needle
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9/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.126 | "Old Story"
Typed draft.
First line: I am that traveler they tell of
|
9/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.127 | "Beyond What the Stock Market
Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does the earth have a tide? And
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9/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.128 | "In Bread Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have it pretty good
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9/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quick as water, looking at the side
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9/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.129 | "Giving Away Our Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the map, every country has a color
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9/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.130 | "Finding the Way"
Typed draft.
First line: Carefully a wind caresses the lake
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.130 | "Your Self"
Typed draft.
First line: It comes from a shadow, and is
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.131 | "Out Camping"
Typed draft.
First line: It is out there; we hear it; you can
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.131 | "Moths Under a Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Often under a streetlight pieces of life
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.132 | "(letter to Dick)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: of your last letter I stand
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9/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.132 | "Casper Conference: Wyoming Council of English
Teachers, October 1976"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carry home from here this funny picture
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10/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.133 | "I Always Hoped the Worlds Would Come
True"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Chicago while the convention was meeting, an unexplained
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9/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.134 | "I Always Hoped the World Would Come
True"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Win a few, lose a few, thats what our speaker
|
9/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.135 | "Railroad Double-Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: In the first place, the locomotive, hustle
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.135 | "Surveying for the Pipeline"
Typed draft.
First line: After the earthquake we threw away
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12/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.135 | "Being Found"
Typed draft.
First line: Still breathing of night, the front of day
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11/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.136 | "Inside Lincolns Head in the Black
Hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid the weight of time, that wristwatch
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8/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.137 | "On a Gray Evening Whats Happening Where I
Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Where is Truth? I ask the rain
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To lose track of time, to find
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8/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.139 | "Being Contemporary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A touch and awake and its Tuesday
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8/31/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night of all the stars were brilliant
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8/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.141 | "Out Camping"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is out there; we hear it; you can
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8/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.142 | "Moths Under a Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often under a streetlight pieces of life
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8/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.143 | "Finding the Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careful the wind crosses a lake
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8/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.144 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can hear better....
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8/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.145 | "Yourself Your Self"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes from a shadow, and is
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8/25/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.146 | "Through the Junipers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the afternoon I wander away through
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8/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds that add themselves
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8/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.148 | "Composing a Disagreement Ending an
Argument"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Conduct that weaves a coat, the rest of
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8/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont know aht day it was
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9/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.150 | "(notes on house)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bill Cunningham..
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8/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.151 | "(notes on house)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Windows...
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.152 | "Last Day of Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between ground and fog
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9/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.153 | "(class notes)`"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The virtues of tolerance..
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.154 | "Waiting at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun tugs across the sky. Our house
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8/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.155 | "Naming the Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is a tree tired? If it lets go does it
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8/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.155 | "Things That Happen Where There Arent Any
People (title only)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: title
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8/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.156 | "Students"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They go burning by. Their sleeves tug
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8/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.157 | "Evening Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the animals were looking over
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8/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.158 | "In the Quiet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere on Mars it is dawn
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8/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.159 | "My Mother Said Told Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miners carried a bird and watched it
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8/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.160 | "Students"
Typed draft.
First line: They go burning by. Their sleeves
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8/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.160 | "Waiting at the Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: The sun tugs across the sky
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8/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.161 | "Heron in Residence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our high-shouldered patient heron
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8/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.162 | "Afraid of the Dust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid of the dust, and closely peering
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8/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.163 | "Afraid of the Dust"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid of the dust, and closely peering
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8/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.164 | "Staying Free in Provo Salt Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: An unplanned inkblot here means
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.165 | "Simple Folk Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: Spilling themselves in the sun bluebirds
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.165 | "Remote But There"
Typed draft.
First line: Mornings a shaft of light pauses to read
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.166 | "12:01 What Ill See That
Afternoon"
Typed draft.
First line: The young man who has to look
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.167 | "When I Met My Muse"
Typed draft.
First line: I glanced at her and took my glasses
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.168 | "Inside Lincolns Head in the Black
Hills"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid the weight of time, that wristwatch
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8/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.169 | "What Ill See That Afternoon
12:01"
Handwritten draft.
First line: the girl with the face, a piece of paper
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8/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.170 | "When I Met My Muse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I glanced at her and took my glasses
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8/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.170 | "12:01 What Ill See That
Afternoon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The young man who has to look
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8/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.171 | "(notes)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To take to Corvallis
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8/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.172 | "Deep World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the moon sails down
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8/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.173 | "At Port Townsend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night, crow color, and then hurt light
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7/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.174 | "Happenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The emblem on the rock, I have often
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7/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting this day, how much do I give
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7/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bequest not lost held
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7/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.176 | "Headed Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A car on the freeway last night
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7/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.177 | "Soccer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a radio inside following, turning
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7/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are to choose where the world goes
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7/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.179 | "Things That Happen Where There Arent Any
People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was cold on the Northside road
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7/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.180 | "Happenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An open line. Somewhere a listener. Now
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7/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.181 | "Visitor at Room Five Happenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fair as the light as it arrives flat, nothing
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7/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frost has its burning, face burns cold
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7/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.183 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Selected among thousands, never informed
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7/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.183 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Carefully, I am in this tree. A storm
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.184 | "Usual Miracles"
Typed draft.
First line: One warm day in the city buildings turn green
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.185 | "Happenings"
Typed draft.
First line: An open line, somewhere a listener: now a
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7/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.185 | "Happenings"
Typed draft.
First line: Fair as the light as it arrives flat, nothing
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7/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.186 | "Things That Happen Where There Arent Any
People"
Typed draft.
First line: It is cold on the Northdside road
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7/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.187 | "At Port Townsend"
Typed draft.
First line: All night I sat up watching
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7/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.188 | "Soccer"
Typed draft.
First line: Like a radio inside following, turning
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7/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.189 | "In FlOrence"
Typed draft.
First line: GiOttO drew a big O freehand
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.189 | "Cro-Magnon"
Typed draft.
First line: They fled before the sleet
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.190 | "Happenings"
Typed draft.
First line: Emblems on the rocks, I have often
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7/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.190 | "Headed Home"
Typed draft.
First line: A car on the freeway last night
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7/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.191 | "Happenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: and stares a long time, slowly turning away
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7/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Selected among thousands, never informed
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7/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alive against that country where the clouds pass
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7/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light blade in the Skilsaw, screams
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7/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.193 | "Map of Your Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: You look at a map of your hand, a province
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9/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.194 | "Through the Junipers"
Typed draft.
First line: In the afternoons I wander away through
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8/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These towns, Im sorry have not
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7/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.196 | "Being Someone Else"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside you now, if your dont look
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7/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.196 | "Walking in the Meadow
Neighborcrat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careful fish tiptoe under the bank
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7/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its deep, what you see, but the eye
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7/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.198 | "notes on Bruce Clark talk)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joy and Burden of Talent
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7/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.199 | "notes for WS talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How to have something to say
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.200 | "Electra"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a long hard ride, face toward the window
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7/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.201 | "Simple Folk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spilling themselves in the sun bluebirds
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7/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.201 | "Remote But There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mornings a shaft of light pauses to read
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7/25/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.202 | "Staying Free in Salt Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An unplanned inkblot now means
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7/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rock, I never said it
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7/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.203 | "Salvaged Parts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fire took the house. Black bricks
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7/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: May I be one of you? Theater
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7/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.205 | "Meadow"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a roller coaster downhill, at night, the meadow
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7/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.206 | "Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a roller coaster downhill, at night
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7/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.206 | "Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pouncing, Boo! Real Bogeys
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7/25/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.207 | "Salvaged Parts"
Typed draft.
First line: Fire took the house. Black bricks
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7/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.208 | "Help from Anywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, ears: when the sun came up
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6/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.208 | "Traveler,"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I see a forest that drag
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6/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.209 | "What Roger Told Me Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt like a garden
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6/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.210 | "Miracles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in this house with trees, myself
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6/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.211 | "At the Last"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last its Fear
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6/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.211 | "One Leaf Comes Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One leaf comes down. The crew
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6/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.212 | "Traveler,"
Typed draft.
First line: When you see a forest, that drag
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6/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.212 | "Help from Anywhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Listen, ears: when the sun comes up
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6/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.213 | "Miracles"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember waking up, the clouds of your feet
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6/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.214 | "Exile"
Typed draft.
First line: It was nothing like a garden
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6/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.215 | "Places That Will Be Saved"
Typed draft.
First line: Sacred for whats not yet done
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6/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.216 | "Reading Assignment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in tomorrows porch listening
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6/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.217 | "Reading Assignment"
Typed draft.
First line: Translate from sound and make an intelligent
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6/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.217v | "One Leaf Comes Down"
Typed draft.
First line: One leaf comes down. The crew
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6/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.217v | "At the Last"
Typed draft.
First line: At the last its Fear
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6/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.217v | "Places That Will Be Sacred"
Typed draft.
First line: Sacred for whats not yet done
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.218 | "One of Those Mornings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whether the house is burning
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6/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.219 | "One of Those Mornings"
Typed draft.
First line: Whether the house is burning
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6/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.220 | "Place in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An early place - come near and look
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6/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.221 | "Mercenary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Till the real villain, I was a stand-in
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6/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.222 | "Today"
Typed draft.
First line: The ordinary miracles begin. Somewhere
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6/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.223 | "Morning Today"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere a signal arrives: Now
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6/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.224 | "Today"
Typed draft.
First line: The ordinary miracles begin
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6/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.224v | "Trying for the Early Song"
Typed draft.
First line: You hold the best word under your hand
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6/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.225 | "Trying for the Early Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Worms in an earthquake, birds in
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6/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.226 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open, open your hands. Lift them
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6/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.227 | "Owls at the Shakespeare Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How do owls find each other?
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6/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the mirror where you used to be
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6/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.228 | "Owls at the Shakespeare Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How do owls find each other
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6/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.229 | "Owls at the Shakespeare Festival"
Typed draft.
First line: How do owls find each other
|
6/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.229 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: On the mirror where you used to be
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6/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.230 | "Next Room"
Typed draft.
First line: but you see
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.231 | "Looking for You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our whole house is a face, windows
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6/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.232 | "When Its Over"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When its over the candles are gone
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6/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.233 | "Mercenary"
Typed draft.
First line: For the real villian, I was a stand-in
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6/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.233 | "Place in the Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: An early place - come near and look
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6/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.234 | "This Ink"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Declarations in ink bottles already
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6/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.235 | "Myth Stories to Live By - For Robert Penn
Warren"
Typed draft.
First line: Earth is not stable enough to rely on
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6/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.236 | "Stories to Live By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking for light like a leaf
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6/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have a quick environment, and soon
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6/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.237 | "Opening an Imperfectly Sealed Time
Capsule"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody breathe now while I put
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4/13/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.238 | "Storms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully, I am in this tree. A storm
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6/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.238 | "Storms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shaped like an egg, huddled by a cliff
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6/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.239 | "Ususal Miracles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sponged out, week ends, and sponged in for work
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6/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shake hands with heroesanyone at all
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6/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.241 | "By a Stream in Northern California Places
that Will Be Saved"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sacred for whats not yet done,
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6/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.242 | "Early Ones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They put it down level. And low. Even
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5/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.243 | "Hearing You the Content"
Typed draft.
First line: Your voice, no matter how good, fades
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5/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.243 | "A.M.L. or John Muir A Private
Person"
Typed draft.
First line: You would think while the hours helped
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.244 | "Good Samaritan"
Typed draft.
First line: Doors of that room are white
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.244 | "Lucky Person"
Typed draft.
First line: Like the nothing Mozart used
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.245 | "Been Missing You"
Typed draft.
First line: Its work, breathing alone. Come be
|
1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.246 | "Another Way to Run"
Typed draft.
First line: Across our meadowit is near
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5/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.246 | "Finding the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Finally you feel treasure: others
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5/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.247 | "Early Ones"
Typed draft.
First line: They kept it all level. And low. Even
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5/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.248 | "Early Ones"
Typed draft.
First line: They put it down level. And low. Even
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5/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.249 | "Abstractions"
Typed draft.
First line: Space is where Time goes on a vacation
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5/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.250 | "Vespers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I will take my life and make it
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5/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.250 | "Abstractions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Space is where Time goes on a vacation
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5/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats one song we turned around
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5/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I remember we could walk. It was open
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5/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.253 | "Memo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To each plant in our yard:
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5/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.254 | "Apache Word for Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: and across the White Mans world
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5/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.254 | "Any Old Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep in the morning
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5/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.255 | "Apache Word for Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowly that word, forgotten, finds
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5/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.256 | "Hornet"
Typed draft.
First line: An earthquake on wings caught in
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.257 | "Steelhead"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden into deep water
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5/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.258 | "Apache Word for Love"
Typed draft.
First line: This word forgotter glows
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5/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.259 | "Any Old Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Deep in the morning
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5/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.260 | "Another Way to Run"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across our meadowit is that near
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5/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.261 | "Hearing the Content"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your voice, no matter how good, fades
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5/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.261 | "Finding the Best World "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finally you feel treasure. The others
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5/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.262 | "John Muir A Private Person"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would think while the hours helped
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5/7/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.263 | "Run Sheep Run A Game and a
Brother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid but not really afraid, we heard
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5/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.264 | "Games at Home A Game and a
Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid but not really afraid
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5/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.265 | "Games at Home A Game and a
Brother"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid but not really afraid
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5/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.266 | "By a Late Fire Three Stories from Inside
James Dickeys Guitar"
Typed draft.
First line: It burns in the mind like juniper, steady,
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.267 | "Any Morning Three Stories from Inside James
Dickeys Guitar"
Typed draft.
First line: One morning you are a ghost. The world
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.268 | "Afterwards Three Stories from Inside James
Dickeys Guitar"
Typed draft.
First line: High in an oak you listen quietly
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.269 | "Invitation to Explore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The next that is going to happen
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5/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.270 | "Photographer With Dark Glasses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can look at that country and know
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5/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.271 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Inside those clouds the miles are
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.271 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: I remember we could walk. It was open
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1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.272 | "Afterwards Three Stories from Inside James
Dickeys Guitar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: High in the oak I listen quietly
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5/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will you tell me, words? It seems
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6/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.273 | "Any Morning Three Stories from Inside James
Dickeys Guitar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: beyond what you could say, not
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5/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.274 | "By a Late Fire Three Stories from Inside
James Dickeys Guitar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sit downlets visit. Gray for miles, a day
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5/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.275 | "Any Morning Three Stories from Inside James
Dickeys Guitar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One morning you are a ghost. The world
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5/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.276 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does life have a plot?
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5/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.277 | "Yesterday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So high it falls in whispers
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4/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.278 | "Whats Happening Where I Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is the truth? I asked the rian
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4/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.279 | "Whats Happening Where I Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is Truth? I asked the rain
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4/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.280 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That place in Iowa where you saw
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4/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.280 | "Two Poems with One Ending 2: Good
Samaritan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doors of that room are white
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4/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.280 | "Two Poems with One Ending 1: Lucky
Person"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the nothing Mozart used
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4/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.281 | "Duet for Two Typewriters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I try not to like it when a sentence
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4/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.281 | "Youve Seen It from the Highway Lake
Ceyenne"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a groove in the grass
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4/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.282 | "Hornets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: High weeds and from them hornets
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5/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.283 | "Been Missing You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its work, breathing alone. Come be
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4/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some wonder, some know. A few
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4/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How long we held one scene
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4/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.286 | "Passages on How to Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes a miracle every day, living
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4/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you know the sun, and it comes
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4/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, but a statement has no side or
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4/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To say the tings we know, to say
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4/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.290 | "Priorities at Friday Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ever see that gray antelope
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4/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.291 | "There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere on your walk a strange thing
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4/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.292 | "Learned While Eating Popcorn Learning Your
Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have other studies in their eyes
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4/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.292 | "Staring from out of Fiction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two stand-ins in this play thats not
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4/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.293 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it is time, all the leaves freeze
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4/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.293 | "Staring from out of Fiction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That play were inits not about you
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4/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.294 | "Staring from out of Fiction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This play were in thats not about us
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4/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.295 | "Interview in the Deans Office"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was your mouth hard like that
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4/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.296 | "Waking in the Loft"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long I knew it was light, then
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4/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.297 | "Next Room (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All our life you gave it away - your life
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4/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.297 | "Next Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...but you see
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4/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.298 | "Next Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...but you see
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4/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.299 | "Cro-Magnon Sleet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They fled before the sleet
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7/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.299 | "In FlOrence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Giotto drew a big O freehand
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7/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.299 | "Naptime Dialog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: mmm. Why mmm?
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7/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the place of the drowned city
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3/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.300 | "Retrospective Certainties"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great rivers disdain what they
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4/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.301 | "Glimpses (not same as 3/15/76)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We talk one day. We hear, yes
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3/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.302 | "Staring Out of Fiction"
Typed draft.
First line: Two stand-ins in this play called you and me
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4/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.302 | "Learned While Eating Popcorn Learning Your
Place"
Typed draft.
First line: They have other studies in their eyes
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4/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.303 | "Inerview in the Deans Office"
Typed draft.
First line: Was your mouth hard like that
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4/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.304 | "On a Hill at Sunset"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond my - gesture - hand
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3/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I walked out, found the end, then
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3/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, having reached an offered place
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3/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.307 | "Hearing a Record"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One part goes on, slow, deep, and one
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3/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To have said it
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3/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.308 | "Scenes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grandpa gives me a candy watch
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3/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.309 | "Scene"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was the slow wind finally got
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3/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.310 | "Having a Name Driving Cold
Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On mailboxes some people here have a name
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3/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.311 | "Reaching"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond what we know - that space, that
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3/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.312 | "Someone I Thought Of"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day when I woke day
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3/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.313 | "Pretty Stone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some other year, if the sun
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3/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lift morning and see - long clouds
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3/25/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.315 | "Pretty Stone"
Typed draft.
First line: Some other year, if the sun
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3/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.315 | "Someone I Thought Of"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when I woke day
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3/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.316 | "Reaching"
Typed draft.
First line: It doesnt have to mine to exist
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3/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.317 | "Another Day, Trying to Do Right"
Typed draft.
First line: Ducks plane home. A wind catches
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3/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.318 | "Hearing a Record"
Typed draft.
First line: One part goes on - deep and slow - and one
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3/18/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.319 | "Driving Cold Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people on their mailbox have a name
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3/22/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.319 | "Scene"
Typed draft.
First line: Grandpa gives me a candy watch
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3/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.320 | "On a Gray Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Where is truth? I ask the rain
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4/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.320 | "Yesterday"
Typed draft.
First line: So high it falls in whispers
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4/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.321 | "Finding the End of a Day Another Day, Trying
to Do Right"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The end of day opens. At review
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3/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What was on top? We could see
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3/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.323 | "(continuation of There is a dream going on
while I am awake, 323v)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For intervals, then, throughout our lives
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3/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.324 | "What It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By luck, it finds where to flow
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3/6/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.325 | "notes"
Typed draft.
First line: Notes from the circuit
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3/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.326 | "Glimpses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look down a track. Where sun
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3/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.327 | "Way I Do It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best words I ever said
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3/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.328 | "Someone You Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Arms out, I turn. Wires in each hand
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2/2/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.329 | "Looking for You"
Typed draft.
First line: Your whole house is a face
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6/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.330 | "This Ink"
Typed draft.
First line: Look: this ink draws a child with a knife
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6/15/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the walls meet I come in close
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2/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.331 | "There is a dream..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a dream going on while I am awake
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3/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.332 | "There is a dream..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: For intervals, then, throughout our lives
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3/1/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.333 | "The Way I Did It"
Typed draft.
First line: The best things we said, I
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3/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For always, that friend the wind first met
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2/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.335 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has been years...
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2/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.336 | "Before Anything Moved"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let there be cedar bark, it be warm
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2/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.337 | "Tree at the End of the Drive / Late
February"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold rain came down so hard
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2/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.337 | "What a Generator Tells a Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a place beyond the end
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2/23/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By giving space to what you do
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2/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow the night. Then hide. What you have
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2/19/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.339 | "What a Generator Tells a Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Say the wind is blowing when your voice
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2/20/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.340 | "Reporting the Jazz Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every event you could then detail...
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2/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.340 | "At This Point in Time Reporting the Jazz
Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the spoke air, after the festival
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2/17/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.341 | "Lake Wendoka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father tapped with his cane
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2/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.341 | "Lake Wendoka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: World that never moved, and then
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2/12/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.342 | "Reading The Golden Treasury"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day beyond the page where Sydney wrote
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2/11/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.343 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading MSS for the Walt...
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2/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.344 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a place in the mountains no one
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2/10/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.345 | "(page of prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it was good...
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2/3/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.346 | "Walking at the Zoo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You move till a step seems
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2/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.346v | "Reporting the Jazz Festival"
Typed draft.
First line: All the spent air, after the festival
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2/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.347 | "How to Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Down the walk where sunlight is
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4/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.348 | "Duet for Typewriters"
Typed draft.
First line: I try not to like it, when a sentence
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4/16/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.349 | "Interview in the Deans Office"
Typed draft.
First line: Was your mouth hard like that
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4/5/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.350 | "How to Live"
Typed draft.
First line: Down the walk where sunlight is
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4/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.351 | "Fir Trees of the Valleys"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they are together, their darkness
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1/4/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.352 | "Later (prose in DW)"
Typed draft.
First line: You and I can swim away leaving
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12/30/1975 |
Box: 19 | 76.352 | "(prose in DW)"
Typed draft.
First line: When in my dream the car just about
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12/29/1975 |
Box: 19 | 76.353 | "Living on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At breakfast while my mother stirred the cereal
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1/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.354 | "Highway 101"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To turn like headlights, first one, then
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1/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.354 | "Living on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That winter when thought came, how the river
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1/30/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.355 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many in a row, forgive me
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1/28/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.355 | "Every Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one has the one who walks
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1/29/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.356 | "Youll See"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Youll see, those people, how chaotic
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1/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.356v | "In the Darkroom"
Typed draft.
First line: I take you out of my camera. You have been
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12/21/1975 |
Box: 19 | 76.356v | "Recipe"
Typed draft.
First line: It and the - just so - become
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1/21/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.356v | "Something Robert Hodin Said"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe it will be like being born - dying
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1/14/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These messages come quietly, then
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1/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.357 | "Youll See"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside this room where you are, those many
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1/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.358 | "Having Survived Survivor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, in this place, holding your
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1/26/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.358 | "Company Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are trees here that do not live but they exist
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1/27/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the last day dawned clear, and it was
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1/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.360 | "Without Wounding Anyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: all the air has accepted us into itself
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1/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but Song at home, and Song
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1/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.361 | "Without Wounding Anyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If in your thought I could speak
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1/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In someones eye to see part of a star
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1/24/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trees are giving toward spring, their hands
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1/8/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Purple is what almost moves from color
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1/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.364 | "Way I Do It"
Typed draft.
First line: The best words we ever say, I
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3/9/1976 |
Box: 19 | 76.365 | "Way I Do It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So I go down and listen them back
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3/9/1976 |
Box: 20 | 77.1 | "Messages to Read on the Bus For You, Walt
Whitman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a message for younobody sent it
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12/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.2 | "Old Pickerel in Walden Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And never came back. I think he was a lover
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12/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.3 | "Seeing, Hearing, Knowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My eyes want to look out so far
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12/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.4 | "Saturday Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Radios in their voices, programs you
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12/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.5 | "Old Pickerel in Walden Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One winter open, I remember it was
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12/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.6 | "In Fire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Copper turns blue
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12/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.7 | "In Fire"
Typed draft.
First line: Copper turns blue
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12/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.8 | "Pessimist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere down this road, or
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12/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.9 | "Reading Conrad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A message from another world
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12/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.9 | "Gift Book Hand-Made Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is maple I think, leaf and winged
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12/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.10 | "For President John Howard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For Jack
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It had a dark, hickory flavor, the end of the year
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12/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.11 | "Our Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was so good we were afraid
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Voices beyond our hearing, our voices repeat
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A storm keeps telling the meadow
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I needed yes, thats alljust yes
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.13v | "Thinking about Being Called Simple by a
Critic"
Typed draft.
First line: cherish? In the dark with the truth
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.13v | "Our Cave"
Typed draft.
First line: It was so good we were afraid
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.14 | "Our Cave"
Typed draft.
First line: Because it was good, we were afraid
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.14 | "Reflecting on Thinking About Being Called
Simple by a Critic"
Typed draft.
First line: I wanted the plums, but I waited
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.15 | "Seeing, Hearing, Knowing"
Typed draft.
First line: My eyes want to look out so far
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12/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.16 | "Old Pickerel in Walden Pond"
Typed draft.
First line: One winteropen, I remember it was
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12/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.16 | "Saturday Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Radios in their voices, programs you
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12/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.17 | "Another Time, Another War"
Typed draft.
First line: The mob that captured me that day resented
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.18 | "Forsaking Them Letting Them Have
It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You check out of a big hotel. If the manager
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12/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.19 | "Jogging the Camber"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking the road, alternating steps on the camber
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12/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.20 | "Forsaking Them Letting Them Have
It"
Typed draft.
First line: You check out of a big hotel. If the manager
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12/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.20v | "Jogging the Camber"
Typed draft.
First line: Taking the road, alternating steps on the camber
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12/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.21 | "Gasoline"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the secret plots of gasoline, while it
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12/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They gave us a choice, either service,
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12/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.23 | "What Im Doing Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could, through the clouds at anyones
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12/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.24 | "Talk and Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But and nevertheless and however
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12/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.25 | "prose piece"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once born...
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12/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sorry these year brought war
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12/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.27 | "Old Pickerel in Walden Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I think he was looking out from a life trapped in shallows
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12/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sorrymy age reminds them
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12/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In mist it is a larger world, one island
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12/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.29 | "For You, Walt Whitman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a message for you. Nobody sent it
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12/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was to be wide, stronger than stone
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12/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.31 | "Questions epigraph to TTH"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Did you think, all those times, I was telling
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12/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.32 | "Our Cave "
Handwritten draft.
First line: I remember best when the horses went by
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.32 | "Reflecting on Thinking About Being Called
Stupid Simple by a Critic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wanted the plums, but I waited
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12/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ill guide this little bug over behind
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12/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.33 | "Overhearing Criticism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its own little signal one person gives forth
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12/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let it be far away when you come
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12/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.35 | "Statue by the Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A statue by the door is ready to swing
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12/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.36 | "Chaucerian parody"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This dronke Miller spak ful soone agayn
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11/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.37 | "Some People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its just by chance we met; so
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11/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.38 | "Broken Cookies Resolutions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Broken cookies, only remnant
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11/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.39 | "Now Wait"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you close this book, this page
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11/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.40 | "Bird Sounds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets load the birds, wherever they go
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11/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.41 | "Learning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A piccolo played, then a drum
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11/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.42 | "Some People"
Typed draft.
First line: Its just by chance we met; so
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11/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.43 | "Now Wait"
Typed draft.
First line: When you close this book, one page
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11/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.43 | "Birds Sounds"
Typed draft.
First line: Lets load the birds, wherever they go
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11/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.43 | "Resolutions"
Typed draft.
First line: A watch and keys on a chair and our cups
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11/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.44 | "Gasoline"
Typed draft.
First line: The smell ready as fire seeks out
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12/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.45 | "(prose page)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night Barb...
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11/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.46 | "Consequences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Place your arm against rough stone and bring away
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11/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.47 | "Saying a Big Word"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I said religion or music you might believe
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.48 | "Coming Home to Richmond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You forget, elsewhere, how easy the air is
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11/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.49 | "Shah Identifies Himself to St
Peter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I ran Iran
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11/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the slow sun has found its track
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11/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of the crowd, having to stand
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11/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.50 | "Taking Charge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unnoticed, they speed you on, the almost-absent
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11/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To bats it is light in a cave, our dark
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11/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.51 | "Trying Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Copy the face. Copy all changes
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11/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.51 | "Cocktail Party Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Italic talk. Plain round hard talk
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11/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.52 | "Why My Poems Arent Forceful"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the hills I watch, their sides does it
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11/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way to work, where a railroad line
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11/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.54 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I run out of ideas when I write
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11/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.55 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many writers today are headlong
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11/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Land clouds meant to go over lay there
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11/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A ridge these clouds drag overand they
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11/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back and forth across the meadow
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11/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In place of that day, this day not past
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11/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.60 | "Banalities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me tell you, those were the times (Groan)
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11/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.61 | "On a Windy Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound goes by, maybe geese, maybe
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10/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.62 | "Holding a Cameo of My Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: What the blind have for their light
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One current came, flow over
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10/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Squeak in the wagon thought it
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10/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.63 | "About Yesterday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind past a hollow tree, that month
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10/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.64 | "Getting Ready for Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a few leaves have turned, little islands
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10/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.64 | "While We Are Waiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under a bush in our yard, if I had found it
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10/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.65 | "Marooned on the Owyhee River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time needs us, distracted, we forget
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10/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bushes liftthe morning wind
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10/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.66 | "Going Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lone tree, lost flake, torn cabin wall
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10/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.67 | "Everyone Out Here Knows"
Typed draft.
First line: Flowers jum from the tracks of Big Foot
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.67 | "On Not Taking Advice From a
Critic"
Typed draft.
First line: When the get-up clock wont work
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.68 | "From the New Docent at the Art
Museum"
Typed draft.
First line: Here in this picture you are explaining
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.69 | "While We Are Waiting"
Typed draft.
First line: Under a bush in our yard, if I had found it
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10/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.69 | "Going Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Lone tree, lost flake, torn cabin wall
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10/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.70 | "Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: In the maze of my friends opinions
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.71 | "Windy Day"
Typed draft.
First line: A sound goes bymaybe geese, maybe
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10/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.72 | "Some Lives Its Like That"
Typed draft.
First line: None of us has ever found
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.72 | "Three Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Three times by always we have met. The world
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.72 | "Hanging Tough"
Typed draft.
First line: Let me ask of home:How is the grass
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are there some of us elsewhere in the universe?
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10/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always I was water, accomodating
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10/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.73 | "Things Never Said"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are things people will never say
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10/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.74 | "Metaphysical Problems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am a certain size; it feels good
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10/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late rain dotting the dust keeps
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10/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.76 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your life. . .
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10/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.77 | "Feeling the Pressure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the house wakes up in the morning
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10/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.77 | "Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone who could never listen, could never
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10/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.77 | "Being Original"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Paying attention to everything
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10/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.78 | "Dream of Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All day its the dream of now
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10/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.79 | "Dream of Now"
Typed draft.
First line: When you wake to the dream of now
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10/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is it someone going by on the blind side of the house?
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10/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.81 | "Troubleshooting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the autumn when country telephone
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10/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Getting ready to use the face, mouth
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10/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.83 | "Sound Track for Dan Ercegs Slow-Lap-Dissolve
Slides of Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has to be slow, the light. Let there be light
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10/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under their waves, submerging for help
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10/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do not see, do not believe, turn away
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10/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.85 | "Rescue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fan was turning. In another room
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10/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.86 | "How to Get There"
Typed draft.
First line: By believing you can get there - that edge
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.87 | "School Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the test they sent an expert
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10/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.88 | "School Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a little desk inside my desk, a doll
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10/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.89 | "Why My Poems Arent Forceful"
Typed draft.
First line: Its the hills I watch, their sides, does it:
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11/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.90 | "Banalities"
Typed draft.
First line: Let me tell you, those were the times (Groan).
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11/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.90 | "Simple: a Prose Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: Most of my mental operations might be expressed
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11/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That things in the house are arranged; that
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10/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside, a play was going on. Outside
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10/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.92 | "Freedom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How low or high the river is they mark
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10/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.92 | "Blocked from the Mississippi by a Military
Post"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a law, but steel cant read. A weed
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10/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.93 | "Blocked from the Mississippi by a Military
Post"
Typed draft.
First line: Theres a law, but steel cant read
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10/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.94 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its an invasion, a real fifth column..
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.95 | "Once in a Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the road run, the river stop, all
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10/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.96 | "Once Deep in a Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when we hid from each other you passed
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10/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.97 | "Once Deep in a Dream"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when we hid from each other you passed
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10/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.98 | "Consequences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lean your back against rough stone
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11/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.99 | "For a Small Bright Statue Cameo of Your
Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wheel that wont go on and
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9/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.99 | "Note Left for Someone Always Often
Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You changed the time
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9/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is cold here, where the people turn
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9/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the beams that come, or where
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9/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.102 | "Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a place honored for what it used to be
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9/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.103 | "Looking and Listening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In perfect quiet, aiming as still
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9/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.104 | "Imagining the End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was just a matter of time
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9/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taking whats later there, we supply all
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9/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.106 | "Loosing a Rumor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the story gets away, one of the selves
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9/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.107 | "Some Lives Its Like That"
Handwritten draft.
First line: None of us has ever found
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9/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.108 | "Book About You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The book that tells about you slumps in the library
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9/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.108 | "These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Usually these days I am reading
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9/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.109 | "These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The many books I read cannot
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9/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.110 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream
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9/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.111 | "Book About You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The book that tells about you slumps in the library
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9/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.111 | "These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Usually these days I am reading
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9/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.112 | "Day to Remember"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I didnt think anybody would care
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.112 | "Can We Still Say This? Even Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the number of things accorded their own
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going up where the lonely are, or waiting
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9/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.113 | "Accounting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without belonging to anybody, and by now unwanted
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.114 | "Accounting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a time every night when something
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.115 | "Day to Remember"
Typed draft.
First line: Im standing at Lakeside Drive with the bike
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.115 | "Accounting"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a time every night when something
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.116 | "Accounting"
Typed draft.
First line: Gray animals, birds, even crystals
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9/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.117 | "Standing and Knowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever the mountains put their white gloves on
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9/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.117 | "Duty Visits to In-Laws"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light that sprang crazy into their lives
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9/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.118 | "Duty Visit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...a life with something slow and wrong
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9/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take this other end and walk
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9/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.120 | "For an Evening Afternoon Art
Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slants of evening, autumn
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9/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.121 | "Cape Disappointment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things that will never be told
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9/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.122 | "Cape Disappointment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things that will never be told
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9/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.123 | "At Sunrise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A caucus of crows every morning
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9/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.124 | "News Events"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone as an ant exploring a leaf
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.124 | "Going to Work"
Typed draft.
First line: In the elevator we talked four floors, then
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.125 | "How Dancing Began"
Typed draft.
First line: One day Little Drum was going along
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.125 | "Little Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Following back of a light, I leave behind
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.126 | "Visits to In-Laws"
Typed draft.
First line: The light that sprang crazy into their lives
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9/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.126 | "Standing and Knowing"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever the mountains put their white gloves on
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9/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.127 | "Brother Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: Air this morning embraces you, cool
|
1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.128 | "For an Evening Art Afternoon
Class"
Typed draft.
First line: Slants of evening, autumn
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9/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.128 | "Cape Disappointment"
Typed draft.
First line: Things that will never be told
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9/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.129 | "Berryman"
Typed draft.
First line: If you are no ones copy, if you set
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.130 | "For the New Docent at the Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is this picture you are explaining
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9/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.131 | "For the New Docent at the Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this last one you are standing
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9/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.132 | "Everyone Out Here Knows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers jump in the tracks of Bigfoot
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9/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.133 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone held the leaves...
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9/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it is quiet inside I can hear the wind
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9/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: About the time Im / disgusted with life
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9/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the gray light that comes in the morning
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9/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are clouds you cannot see
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9/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.137 | "On Not Taking Advice from a
Critic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the get-up clock didnt work
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9/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.138 | "Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the storm of my friends opinions
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9/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.139 | "Three Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three times by always we have met. The world
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9/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the year well walk aside and watch
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8/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.141 | "Seeing the Real Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day in the afternoon I lay in the grass
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8/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.142 | "Seeing the Real Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I come back. Its the same; days fall
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8/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.143 | "Pronoun Without an Antecedent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It goes out from wherever you are
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8/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.144 | "This Morning For a Reading at Governor
Straubs Office"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At four I got up and dressed and walked out
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8/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.145 | "Before Because Began"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because has a house and land
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8/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.145 | "There There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You walk
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8/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.146 | "Just After Midnight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No way to stop the moon
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8/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.147 | "With Thanks for the Gift of a Patchouli Jar
from Cele Huntington"
Typed draft.
First line: Again you forgot, but in this jar
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8/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.148 | "Thanks to Cele Huntington for the Gift of a
Jar of Patchouli"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again you forgot, but in this jar
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8/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.149 | "Interludes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A nest, hay and horsehair, clung
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8/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.150 | "Touch on Your Sleeve"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I will tell you the slow descent
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8/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.151 | "At Sunrise"
Typed draft.
First line: A caucus of crows every morning
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9/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.151 | "Touch on Your Sleeve"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is the slow descent
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8/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.152 | "Seeing the Real Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Any day in the afternoon I lie in the grass
|
1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.152 | "Visiting the East"
Typed draft.
First line: Hearing about what befell, we walked
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.153 | "Just After Midnight"
Typed draft.
First line: No way to stop the moon
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8/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.154 | "Coming Down to Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the field. From it our class last night has departed
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8/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.155 | "Viewed from the States Australia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees in Australia, as you know, grow
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8/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.155 | "How It Is with People Family"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets assume you have neglected to write
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8/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.156 | "How It Is with Family"
Typed draft.
First line: Lets assume you have neglected to write
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8/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.156 | "Australia"
Typed draft.
First line: The sound the sun makes when it hits your skin
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8/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.156v | "Graydiggers Home"
Typed draft.
First line: Paw marks near one burrow show graydigger
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8/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.157 | "Graydigger at Home {Graydiggers
Home"
Typed draft.
First line: Near the new home by the pasture a graydigger
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8/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bright, there will be deeds bright
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8/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Exactly right, even at the last guided
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8/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.159 | "Day I Died"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first I sang it away. It came back. I
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8/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.160 | "After"
Typed draft.
First line: After, will they have a sky? Will anyone
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8/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.160 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It was cold when Zero came
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8/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was cold when Zero came
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8/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To look at the forest and not to know, to follow
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8/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just ready to be history again, taking sides
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8/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.163 | "After"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After, will they have a sky? Will anyone
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8/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the world some of us were riding
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8/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.165 | "Alternatives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday should and tomorrow will, but
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8/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What part of the air? I go along the roads
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8/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Riverbeds are dry. Where fish were
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8/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something of the mixture we are - our given
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8/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.167 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are distractable. A style or a war
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8/13/1907 |
Box: 20 | 77.168 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 3:30 p.m....
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8/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The answer is - no, I do not like
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8/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pine trees before the full moon, and a white
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8/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.170 | "Hanging Tough"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me ask about home. How is the grass
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8/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.171 | "Taking Up Jogging"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking for Ponce we run
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8/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The part that is left after something ends
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8/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.172 | "Calling the Medicine Man, Calling the
Locust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sick, sick, sick...
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.173 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I got up..
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.174 | "Graduate School A Course in Creative
Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And if you could blow a little whistle
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.175 | "Fourth of July"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By words on a ladder, and they
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.175 | "Leading the Water In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you begin a little past where the water comes
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.176 | "Dreaming Contemporary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gardens and fields, forests, animals
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7/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.177 | "Dreaming Contemporary"
Typed draft.
First line: Air meets lung, and they get along
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7/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.178 | "Glance Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where are the ants taking this field?
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7/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.179 | "One of the Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far as the sunlight finds, and
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7/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.180 | "Serving on a Panel Colloquium"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My telephone does not ring - in the quiet
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7/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.181 | "Learning to Live in the Gutter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Broken pieces of glass on guard
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7/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.181 | "Colloquium"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the telephone does not ring, the messages
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7/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.182 | "Visiting the East Riddle: Siren"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hearing about what fell, we walked
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.183 | "Any The Weather in the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside a big enough balloon, weather
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.184 | "My Poem Mieszkaniec ziemi"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those polacks again, I thought, after
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7/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.185 | "Face"
Typed draft.
First line: Its just by chance, who
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7/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.186 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: You going by, Princess, Prince, your kingdom
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.187 | "Learning to Live in the Gutter"
Typed draft.
First line: Broken pieces of glass on guard
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7/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.187 | "Riddle Siren"
Typed draft.
First line: My tall scream wavers through sleep
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.188 | "Fourth of July"
Typed draft.
First line: By words on a ladder, and they
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.188 | "Leading the Water In"
Typed draft.
First line: If you begin a little past where the water comes
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.189 | "Graduate School Course in Creative
Writing"
Typed draft.
First line: They want a wilderness with a map
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.190 | "At the University"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theyll take you on a walk and say
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7/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.191 | "One of the Old Ways"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We grappled this bird quiet between us
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7/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sure, its unjust - mountains, a scattering
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7/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.192 | "Doze After Lunch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaning even a little, makes
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7/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone took a knife (these mountains
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7/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.194 | "Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cherish the cup, the still, held
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7/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.195 | "Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...abides: others have what they want
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7/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.195 | "cf. The Weather in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say that in a cloud...
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7/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.196 | "Any The Weather in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside a big enough balloon weather
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7/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.196 | "Reporting on Relief Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the rocks rested partway down
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7/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.197 | "Being Sorry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, wait, let me finish. You were
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7/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the shore, low over the grass, a river
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7/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.199 | "Doze After Lunch"
Typed draft.
First line: Leaning, even a little, makes
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7/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.199 | "Meditation"
Typed draft.
First line: Cherish the cup, the stillness held quiet
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7/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.200 | "At the University"
Typed draft.
First line: Theyll take you on a walk and say
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7/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.200 | "One of the Old Ways"
Typed draft.
First line: We grappled a bird quiet between us
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7/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.201 | "Report on Relief Work"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of the buildings had fallen down
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7/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.201 | "Being Sorry"
Typed draft.
First line: When I was a kid I always wanted to
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7/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.202 | "Much Have I Traveled"
Typed draft.
First line: When we heard it like the ocean
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.203 | "Much Have I Traveled"
Typed draft.
First line: It gave us this mandala
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That first day a person came by
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7/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is true, though, that I must act
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7/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.205 | "How Dancing Started"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day Little Drumm was going along
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7/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A word was going through a knot
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7/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning I have a new pain in my head
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7/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I think I could just
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7/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.208 | "Hunting the Cabin The Little
Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Following behind a light, I leave behind
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7/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.209 | "Going to Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the elevator we talked four floors, then
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7/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.209 | "News Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone as an ant exploring a leaf
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7/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.210 | "Graydiggers Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near the new home by the pasture a graydigger
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7/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.210 | "Berryman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are no ones copy, if you set
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7/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.211 | "Hunting Tigers at Aunt Mabels
House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the basement light that filament
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6/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.212 | "Hunting Tigers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By basement light that filament
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6/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.213 | "Pines at La Grande"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These pines came along the edge one
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6/9/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.214 | "Free-Form Inwroughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Branched in the ground - roots run
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.215 | "It Takes a Long Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever a bulldozer gouges into the earth
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.216 | "Looking Out"
Typed draft.
First line: Smallest cloud that crosses the moon
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6/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.216 | "Ways of Seeing"
Typed draft.
First line: Waves that were random
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6/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.217 | "Ways of Seeing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waves that were random now
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6/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.218 | "Back Row"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The company who do not race
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6/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.218 | "Looking Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smallest cloud that crosses the moon
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6/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.219 | "Looking Out "
Typed draft.
First line: Smallest cloud that crosses the moon
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6/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.219 | "Ways of Seeing"
Typed draft.
First line: Waves that were random
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6/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.220 | "Scenes That Escaped from James Dickey
Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some places are islands with a like
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6/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.221 | "What It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is that hope inside a raindrop
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6/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.222 | "Summer August Back Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day was trees. One touched the other
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6/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone in whatever it is given us
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6/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It could be someone forgets: the music
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6/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You carry all day the story
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6/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the print on the menu you can read
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6/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Amid the flash of waters and the pouring
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6/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.227 | "Crossing the Campus with a New
Generation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... landscape, we kept saying...
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6/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Valley by valley, long green escapes
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6/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.228 | "Crossing the Campus with a New
Generation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Practicing how to lose, I have perfected
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6/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.229 | "Crossing the Campus with a New
Generation"
Typed draft.
First line: Practicing how to lose I have perfected
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6/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.230 | "Brother Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air this morning embraces you, cool
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6/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.231 | "Face"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its just by chance, who
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7/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.232 | "Course in Creative Writing"
Typed draft.
First line: They want a wilderness with a map
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.233 | "Colloquies"
Typed draft.
First line: My telephone does not ring - in the quiet
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7/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.234 | "One of the Places"
Typed draft.
First line: Far as the sunlight finds, and
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7/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.235 | "Calling the Medicine Man, Calling the
Locust"
Typed draft.
First line: Sick, sick, sick...
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.236 | "Survival"
Typed draft.
First line: Broken pieces of glass on guard
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7/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.236 | "Riddle Siren"
Typed draft.
First line: My tall scream wavers through sleep
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.237 | "One of the Places"
Typed draft.
First line: Far as the sunlight finds, and
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7/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.238 | "Colloquies"
Typed draft.
First line: My telephone does not ring - in the quiet
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7/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.239 | "Colloquies"
Typed draft.
First line: My telephone does not ring - in the quiet
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7/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.240 | "Survival"
Typed draft.
First line: Broken pieces of glass on guard
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7/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.240 | "Riddle Siren"
Typed draft.
First line: My tall scream wavers through sleep
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7/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.241 | "Star in the Hills"
Typed draft.
First line: A star hit in the hills behind our house
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10/4/1956 |
Box: 20 | 77.242 | "Interview in the Deans Office "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was your mouth hard like that
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4/5/1976 |
Box: 20 | 77.243 | "Bergman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You begin with stillness. You make it
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11/9/1975 |
Box: 20 | 77.244 | "Calling the Medicine Man, Calling the
Locust"
Typed draft.
First line: Sick, sick, sick...
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.245 | "Graduate School A Course in Creative
Writing"
Typed draft.
First line: They want a wilderness with a map
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7/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You going by, Princess, Prince, your kingdom
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6/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you could go into the mountains as
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6/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.247 | "Postcard from Bend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All ready for a story in the stormy mountains
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6/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.248 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone had to get high enough...
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6/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... forward and listen at the open window
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6/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.250 | "Summer - Waking Early"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Five has come the series that sand
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6/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just above the ground at a level to clear
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6/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not like a shell, but only
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6/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mouse, a bird, a chipmunk - a glance
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6/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its in the morning, summer: robins have sung
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6/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.254 | "page of conference notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mary Washington...
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6/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.255 | "page of conference notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charles Peterson...
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6/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being only local
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6/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.256 | "For the Circle of Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the next bend ahead of me
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6/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.257 | "Sabbath"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light, when it is the sun, has broken
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5/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds when they sing I understand
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5/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.258 | "In the Clear Air After Some Readings in
Modern Lit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some oysters dont have a grain of sand
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5/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost in the wind a ribbon of song
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5/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.259 | "You Didnt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You didnt happen to meet someone wandering
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5/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.260 | "You Didnt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are reading this, you didnt
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5/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.261 | "Free-Form Inwroughts: 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open you have to cold some
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5/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.262 | "Free-Form Inwroughts: 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Branched in the ground roots
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5/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.262 | "Free-Form Inwroughts: 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under a hood, quiet where fire
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5/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.263 | "Three Parts 2: Victim"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a rose, and still fresh
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5/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.264 | "Three Parts 1: Beast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watching you, wherever you are
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5/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.265 | "Three Parts 3: Afterward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning after morning long rays of sunlight
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5/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.266 | "Paying Your Dues"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a flame finds a certain tree
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4/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.267 | "Reno Country Mother Said Austere Hope, Daily
Faith"
Typed draft.
First line: We assumed no saints among us - but even
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.268 | "Giving You Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many loyalties, that road where it
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5/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.269 | "Cheat Grass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are reading this, please
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5/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.270 | "Together"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Enemy My Friend, Someone
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5/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.271 | "Together"
Typed draft.
First line: Enemy My Friend, someone
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5/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.271 | "They Were Shining"
Typed draft.
First line: I am the other one, a mostly no-
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5/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.272 | "Pegleg Lookout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...The whole world, lined up the books and animals
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5/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.272 | "On an Un-named Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can be sure while you stand
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5/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.273 | "They Were Shining"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am the other one, a mostly no
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5/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.274 | "All Changing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the track will curve
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5/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.275 | "1/6 page of notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To make relationships..
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of these leaves was the right
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5/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the flood we saw what the river
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5/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.277 | "On Their Blindness (Serving
Dagon)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I consider how Milton is spent on ears
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5/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.277 | "Maybe Juniper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the grate fire holds
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5/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.278 | "Scenes That Escaped from james Dickey
Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: ... A train whistle searches deep into woods
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6/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.278 | "August Back Then"
Typed draft.
First line: A day was trees. One touched the other
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6/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.279 | "What It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that the hope inside a raindrop
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6/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.279 | "Scenes That Escaped from james Dickey
Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: Some places are islands with a lake
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6/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.280 | "Giving You Something"
Typed draft.
First line: Days when you live come across
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5/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.280v | "Scenes That Escaped from james Dickey
Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: Someplace is an island with a lake
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6/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.281 | "Cheat Grass"
Typed draft.
First line: If you are reading this, please
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5/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.282 | "All Changing"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes the track will curve
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5/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.283 | "On an Un-Named Mountain"
Typed draft.
First line: You try to be sure while you stand
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5/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.284 | "You Didnt"
Typed draft.
First line: You didnt happen to meet someone
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5/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.285 | "Three Parts 1: Beast"
Typed draft.
First line: Watching you, wherever you are
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5/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.285 | "Three Parts 2: Victim"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a rose, and still fresh
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5/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.285v | "Blackbirds"
Typed draft.
First line: One day we sang
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.286 | "Three Parts 3: Afterward"
Typed draft.
First line: Morning after morning long rays of sunlight
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5/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.286v | "Accountability"
Typed draft.
First line: Cold nights outside the taverns in Wyoming
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.287 | "Watching a Candle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A candle went doen its own stair
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5/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.288 | "Flaubert at Croisset"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The summer was long, and sometimes I died
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5/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.289 | "Flaubert at Croisset"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... it was so (Im Charles Bovary
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5/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the corner of my eye the world
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5/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.290 | "Pegleg Lookout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those days, having the morning clouds, and with no one
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5/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.291 | "Watching a Candle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A candle goes down its own stair
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5/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.291 | "Passing an Old Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: They forget to improve old gardens
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5/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.292 | "Passing anOld Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: They forget to improve old gardens
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5/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.293 | "Passing an Old Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the road goes between flower
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5/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.293 | "Passing an Old Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light-locked the barn stands, but
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5/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.294 | "Night School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Getting taller every step along a hall
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4/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.295 | "Falling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just as leaves reach out falling
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4/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.296 | "Knock on the Open Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im from the census: are you
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4/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hall ended in light, the door open
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4/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.298 | "In the Clear Air"
Typed draft.
First line: Out in the stereo world full of
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5/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.298 | "Night School"
Typed draft.
First line: Getting taller every step along a hall
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4/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.299 | "Falling"
Typed draft.
First line: Just as leaves reach out falling
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4/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.299 | "Knock on an Open Door"
Typed draft.
First line: Im from the census: are you
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4/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.300 | "Sabbath"
Typed draft.
First line: A light - its the sun - has broken
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5/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.301 | "How the World Seems to be"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the gravel you awkward along
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4/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a world secure. In it you tell the truth, dont
cheat
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4/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.303 | "page of seminar notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Speer Morgan...
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A plot happens to us: we elect it and
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4/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They were standing out from the boards
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4/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught in the calendar, seined
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4/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.306 | "Reaching Out"
Typed draft.
First line: You cant follow every leaf
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.307 | "Change of Heart"
Typed draft.
First line: In that clear light even then I was afraid
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.308 | "Our Place in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone like Sunday that whole time
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4/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.309 | "Much Have I Traveled"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we heardit like the ocean
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4/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.310 | "Leaving Montaigne"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It all runs - water, wind, the world
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4/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.311 | "Being Tough"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just because my hand struck hard
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4/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.311 | "Class Twenty-Fifth Reunion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where others ran I run my hand
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4/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.312 | "Yesterday in the East Pasture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I lay among the rocks to try being dead
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4/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.312 | "Lesson in Modern Lit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why care whether the cherry trees
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4/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.313 | "Texas Drive"
Typed draft.
First line: God has a ranch in Texas
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.314 | "Getting Old, Ken"
Typed draft.
First line: It doesnt always have to be morning - light can
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.315 | "It Can Happen"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes it happens youve expected
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.316 | "Dedication An Offering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Had you noticed?a shadow
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4/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We saw an eagle, a broad-winged memory
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4/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let it be like this: a tree catch
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4/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.318 | "Dedication An Offering"
Typed draft.
First line: Had you noticed? - a shadow
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4/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.318v | "Offering"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a day stares
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4/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.319 | "Glass Face in the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime youll walk all night. Youll
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4/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.319v | "Glass Face in the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The feet went walking one day meeting
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4/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.320 | "Acome Mesa"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surrounded by air, we live where
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4/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.320v | "Glass Face in the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime youll walk all night; youll
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4/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.321 | "Alone Like Sunday. That Place We Had {Our
Place in the Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone like Sunday that whole time
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4/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.321 | "Coming Inside"
Typed draft.
First line: What I need comes from the cold
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put out the fire. Cut it out
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4/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.322 | "Early Innings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the ball let go of my hand I
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4/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.323 | "Texas Suite Walking Through
Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One arrow said west, one
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3/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.324 | "Walking Through Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One field at a time, the wind picks up
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3/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.325 | "Young Person Looks Back at a Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After so many repeated acts, it will be
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3/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.326 | "Steen Pond Station"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they banked the road out of Steen Pond Station
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3/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.327 | "For You,Viewers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When its over, when Ive lost
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3/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.328 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people...
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3/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.329 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From him I learned space, our lonely
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3/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thrown away, all time at once
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3/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone steady, both hands on
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3/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.331 | "page of stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Texas stories...
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3/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without the need, I walked, in Lubbock
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3/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.333 | "Texas Drive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mesquite trees, these drybacks from Mexico
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3/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We looked around - only the open
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3/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.335 | "Coming Inside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the cold has come we are using
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3/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.336 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the outer world and its air for sound
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3/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.336 | "In the Local News Little Reports"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could anyone beyond the mountains
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3/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.337 | "It Can Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes it happens youve expected
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3/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.338 | "Texas Drive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God has a ranch in Texas
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3/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.339 | "Texas Drive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cheap as dirt, or cheaper
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3/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.340 | "Reno Country / Mother Said Austere Hope,
Daily Faith"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even a villain goes to sleep: atrocities
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3/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.341 | "Assignment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Draw what is inside. If sight didnt
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3/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.342 | "Art Assignment"
Typed draft.
First line: Draw what is inside things - if sight didnt
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3/16/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.342 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: They were running, those caribou pictured
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.343 | "Young Person Looks Back at a Job"
Typed draft.
First line: In the color of evening there is a place
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3/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.344 | "Young Person Looks Back at a Job"
Typed draft.
First line: ...of evening, saying So, so - right or wrong
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3/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.345 | "Logan Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After noon it was going on. Every wind
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3/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.346 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt my street, bending west
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3/31/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.347 | "Change of Heart"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that clear light even then I was afraid
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3/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.348 | "Logan Canyon"
Typed draft.
First line: Avalkanche coming down the canyon
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3/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.348 | "Little Reports"
Typed draft.
First line: Two girls in the third grade have given
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.349 | "Lesson in Modern Lit"
Typed draft.
First line: Why care whether the cherry trees
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4/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.350 | "Lesson in Modern Lit"
Typed draft.
First line: Why care whether the cherry trees
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4/13/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.351 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The drop of oil we chased went under a bridge
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3/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.351 | "What I Remember from Camp / Night
Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A ring like silver held the tent by a pole
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3/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.351 | "What I Remember from Camp / Saying
Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mr Sweeneys boots by the truck
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3/21/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.352 | "Into Summer Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the pieces of light
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3/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Putting one part of the ceiling where
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3/24/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.354 | "Getting Old, Keith Ken"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt have to be morning - light comes
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3/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.355 | "Reaching Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant think every leaf you pass
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3/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was hit on the head I got
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3/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.357 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A thought experiment...
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3/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could only a little not be a meaning here
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2/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When something wants to be a horse it
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2/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.359 | "Someone in an Elevator"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You reach a standing place with someone else
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2/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.360 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Now every owl in the world has wires
|
1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.360 | "What We Learned in Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: The same bird sang at all
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.360v | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Once I wanted more than came to me - friends
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2/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.361 | "Once I wanted..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind is the kind that honks when passing
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2/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.362 | "once I wanted..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind say, You are lost, you are lost1
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2/10/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.363 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday at Kah-nee-tah...
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2/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.364 | "Prison Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The warden forgot to turn the meadowlarks off
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2/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.365 | "Dawn on the Warm Springs
Rservation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into each frost-white branch
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2/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.365 | "Hear the wind coming?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear the wind coming? I guess
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2/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.366 | "Dawn on the Warm Springs
Reservation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into its frost-white branches
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2/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.367 | "Hear the wind coming?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Together we listen - the wind?
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2/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.368 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days reach out, sun through forest
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2/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.369 | "Sonnet 747"
Typed draft.
First line: You can load on almost anything
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2/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.370 | "Sonnet 747"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can load on almost anything
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2/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.371 | "Sonnet 747"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can load on almost anything
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2/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.372 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our contract isnt written, or
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2/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.372 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trees each other it is
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2/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.372 | "Designing the Sonnet 747"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It can carry heavy loads, but
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2/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.373 | "Beyond Acapulco"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Submarines grunt on their way to wars they invent
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2/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.374 | "Beyond Acapulco"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Queens at every beach
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2/19/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.375 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my head a rumor begins: maybe
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2/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So fast this land becomes itself. If you
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2/28/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.376 | "Young Person Looks Back at a Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the color of evening there was a place
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3/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.377 | "Spin, Spin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ..come these timid surprises
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2/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.378 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes toward you, then it
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2/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.378 | "Spin, Spin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the thoughts you are about to have
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2/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.379 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They were running, thos caribou in the picture
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2/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.380 | "It Takes a Long Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever a bulldozer is gouging into the earth
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2/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.381 | "Memorial Service for a Choir Master
Colleague"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Stan was dead they praised
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1/7/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.382 | "At The Conference on Cold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the conference on cold, snow
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1/6/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.383 | "At a Bus Stop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light comes down in a V
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1/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.384 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Red-brown dustthe wind is
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1/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.384 | "WQFM"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cheerful announcer says cold, says
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1/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.384v | "At a Bus Stop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: light comes down in a V
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1/5/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.385 | "Locked on Our Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the places where you could have
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1/1/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.386 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be about like this, not
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1/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.386 | "Being Patient in a Line at the
Postoffice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let this day link back: after refreshments
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1/2/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.386 | "Still Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somone is telling a friend about
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1/3/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.387 | "Their Names"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sally Scream had a dream: laughter
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1/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who dont even expect a house
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1/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.388 | "Try It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Try it outward. Eyes closednothing
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1/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.389 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near, and wanting to come over
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1/26/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.389 | "To Say by a Campfire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is that the stars, that they have
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1/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When light comes again, that has been
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1/25/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.391 | "Paying Your Dues All of Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a flame finds a certain tree
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1/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.392 | "All of Us Paying Your Dues"
Typed draft.
First line: This is the story of time, our time,
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1/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.393 | "What We Learned on Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things to Regret, a journal of the 1970s
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1/4/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.394 | "Little Night Story Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: There was a certain flake. For mile it
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1/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.395 | "Little Night Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a certain flake. For miles it
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1/8/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.396 | "Their Names"
Typed draft.
First line: Sally Scream had a dream: Laughter
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1/30/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.396 | "Try It"
Typed draft.
First line: Try it outward: Eyes closednothing
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1/29/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.397 | "At the Falls: a Birthday Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few leaves loiter still, even on the maple
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1/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.398 | "To Say by a Campfire"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that the stars, that they have
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1/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.398 | "Finding Out"
Typed draft.
First line: No, not dark. Even at night a glow from a shaft
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.399 | "To Say by a Campfire"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that the starsthat they have
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1/27/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.399 | "Finding Out"
Typed draft.
First line: At the last I was able to say
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.400 | "Finding Out"
Typed draft.
First line: No not dark. Even night a glow from a shaft
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1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.400 | "Monster"
Typed draft.
First line: The way people do, I walk looking
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1/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.401 | "At the Falls: a Birthday Picture"
Typed draft.
First line: A few leaves loiter still, even on the maple
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1/17/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.401 | "Spin,Spin"
Typed draft.
First line: Among the thoughts you are about to have
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2/18/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.402 | "Window to Let Pride Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Invisible but shaking an oak
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1/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.403 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One winter two words went out
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1/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.403 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the bridge where the clear water
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1/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.403 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ever go back, stand there for
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1/11/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.403v | "A.P. , United et al"
Typed draft.
First line: They are re-doing the news
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12/20/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.404 | "Kindling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Limbs give back their
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1/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.405 | "Monster"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way people do
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1/15/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.406 | "Window to Let Pride Out"
Typed draft.
First line: This place by the fire we keep
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1/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.407 | "All of Us Paying Your Dues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the story of time, our time
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1/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.408 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only for a while dust. Rock again
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1/14/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.409 | "Paying Your Dues All of Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting, while the family passed those years
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1/22/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.409 | "Paying Your Dues All of Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away when summer comes, away
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1/23/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.410 | "Finding Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, not dark. Even at night a glow from a shaft
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1/12/1977 |
Box: 20 | 77.410 | "Finding Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last I was able to say
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1/13/1977 |
Box: 21 | 78.1 | "Now Playing, Everywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now playing everywhere: Now
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12/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.2 | "Its a vulgar book..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: A book that is vulgar, like life
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12/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.3 | "Secrets"
Typed draft.
First line: Leafing through a calendar, you come
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.4 | "Secrets not= 78.3 Room"
Typed draft.
First line: Mostly the blossoms drift by, but one day
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.4 | "Something About Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Now that its over you want it even more
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.5 | "Backwoodsman in New Orleans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you ever heard a woman
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12/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.5 | "Jogger Tales"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jogging down through town, following
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12/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.6 | "Seeing and Perceiving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You learn to sing the song that everything
|
12/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.7 | "Coyote"
Typed draft.
First line: My left hind-
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.7v | "Coyote"
Typed draft.
First line: My left hind-foot
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.8 | "Now Playing, Everywhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Now Playing, Everywhere
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12/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.8 | "Weekly Syllabus"
Typed draft.
First line: Monday-Liberties Days
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.9 | "With Neighbors One Afternoon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone said, stirring their tea, I would
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12/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its windows are hard to go up and down. Its engine
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.10 | "Secrets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leafing through a calendar, you come
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12/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.11 | "Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly the blossoms go by, but one day
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12/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They came from the South in the 1930s
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12/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.12 | "Learning to Like the New School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They brought me where it was bright and said
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12/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.13 | "Its a vulgar book..."
Typed draft.
First line: Its a vulgar book, a disturbing book
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12/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.13v | "Looking Across the River"
Typed draft.
First line: Come for me now, World
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12/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.14 | "Passing a Pile of Stones"
Typed draft.
First line: A shadow hides in every stone
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.14 | "That Picture of the Kids Walking Away Down an
Alley"
Typed draft.
First line: If I could bring their faces toward me
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.15 | "Jogger Tales (2 pp.)"
Typed draft.
First line: Jogging down through town, following
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12/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.16 | "Seeing and Perceiving"
Typed draft.
First line: You learn to sing the song that everything
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12/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.17 | "Day at a Time: How You Do It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something comes through the brush on its hands and knees
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.18 | "Surviving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A swimmer avoids a wave
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12/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What put the spin on the earth and filled
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12/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Need, your need: air, light, someone
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12/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.20 | "Friends: a Recognition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I came silent in my thought
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12/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.20 | "(as prose in CUS, p.6)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a path opens, you follow it
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12/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont know, and I dont know
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12/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.22 | "Sending These Messages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over these writings I bent my head
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12/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.23 | "Afternoons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traffic in my head piles up
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12/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.23 | "Once a Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow is your birthday. The person
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12/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe tomorrow, but maybe it was
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12/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.24 | "From Over My Shoulder"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A face in the river flowing away
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12/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You didnt know it but all the time
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12/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.25 | "Part by Part"
Typed draft.
First line: A sound at a time it comes on - a plane, an
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.25 | "Realities"
Typed draft.
First line: The dream of not having a dream took me
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.26 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: To let our betters talk, and lean
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.27 | "Busy Signal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting for the blackmail call, we got
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12/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.27 | "Cabbage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today leafless trees are still, but firs
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12/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember I sang these words
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12/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.29 | "Haiku (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away from the road its a hundred years ago
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12/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.29 | "Guarding the Inner Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my eyes waver, during your lecture to me
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12/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.30 | "Passing a Pile of Stones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I would have it now, that walk, the touching
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12/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke fled through the trees - only
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12/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.31 | "That Picture of the Kids Walking Away Down an
Alley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could bring their faces toward me
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12/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.32 | "Day at a Time: How I Do It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something comes through the brush on its hands and knees
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12/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.33 | "Darker, Brighter, Farther"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the tree grows, and the limbs
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12/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.33v | "Learning to Like the New School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They brought me where it was bright and said
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12/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.34 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...the essential distinction...
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12/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.35 | "Remembering Mountain Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put your foot in cold water
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12/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.36 | "Vanacy (A Round)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Neon outside the curtains, dim room
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1/2/1979 |
Box: 21 | 78.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How far fire goes when
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12/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the feeling I have when you
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12/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may forget, when the time comes
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12/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The next thing used to be after
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12/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.39 | "Tour of the Neighborhood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming north again
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12/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.40 | "Gargoyle"
Typed draft.
First line: Hurt once and forever, this face
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.40 | "Remember This"
Typed draft.
First line: An Inca god with hollow head
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.40 | "Legs"
Typed draft.
First line: When shoes go by, their legs astir
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.41 | "Tour of the Neighborhood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Start with Phil and Sally
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12/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They go by this light, candled and counted
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12/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where we should hurt, we do - why
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12/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.44 | "Legs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some shoes go by, their legs
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12/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in summer
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12/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alive in the river they shuddered forward
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12/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.47 | "Weekly Syllabus Schedule"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Monday - Liberties Day
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12/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.47 | "69 Volvo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you ask it, it yeas
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12/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.48 | "Heroes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Make faces, World. You scare us, and we
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11/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.49 | "Heroes"
Typed draft.
First line: Make faces, World - scare us. Let smoke
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11/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.49 | "Brought Back from One of Those
Trips"
Typed draft.
First line: Dont quote me, the moon says
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11/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.49 | "Nevertheless"
Typed draft.
First line: In the mode of hope, like
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11/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.50 | "Joining Us"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day youll come near. Youll cross
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.50 | "Finding an Identity"
Typed draft.
First line: You start across a bridge when you are young
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.51 | "Rover"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came out of an evening, low
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12/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.52 | "Looking Across the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were driving the River Road
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12/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.53 | "Looking Across the River"
Typed draft.
First line: We were driving The River Road
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12/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.54 | "Looking Across the River"
Typed draft.
First line: We were driving the river road
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12/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.55 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 8 a.m. Ready to start...
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11/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.56 | "Brought Back from One of These
Trips"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont quote me, the moon says
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11/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.56 | "Nevertheless"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mode of hope like
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11/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.57 | "Moss attends..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows have goodwill. Pines try. Where
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11/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.58 | "Accompaniments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up where the air held it a balloon
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11/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hands folded in, the figure has become
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11/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.60 | "Why Tomorrow Is Coming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you hear when all else goes quiet, even
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11/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.61 | "Watching Her Go"
Typed draft.
First line: Tomorrow was demanding her face for its pay
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11/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.62 | "Watching Her Go"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For its pay, tomorrow is demanding her face
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11/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.63 | "Why Tomorrow Is Coming"
Typed draft.
First line: What you hear when all else goes quiet, even
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11/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.64 | "Why Tomorrow Is Coming"
Typed draft.
First line: What you hear when all else goes quiet, even
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11/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.65 | "Acceptance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That certain shape you walk around in - you
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11/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.66 | "Acceptance"
Typed draft.
First line: That certain shape you walk around in - you
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11/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.66 | "Sidelong Glances"
Typed draft.
First line: Little things about your life, like Whether youre
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11/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.67 | "Sidelong Glances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little things about your life, like Whether youre
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11/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.68 | "These Hands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once they could hold (though they dropped
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11/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.69 | "Moss attends..."
Typed draft.
First line: Moss attend its green
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11/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.69 | "Accompaniments"
Typed draft.
First line: Up where the air holds it, a balloon floats over
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11/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.69v | "These Hands"
Typed draft.
First line: Once they could hold (though they dropped
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11/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the shadow on the wall, the pen
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11/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tracks, little ones, crossed the deep snow
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11/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.70 | "Statement About Making
Literature"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person can tell about an event or feeling
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11/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.71 | "Welcoming"
Typed draft.
First line: All of you pictures that come, and you howls
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.71 | "Tentative Welcome to Readers"
Typed draft.
First line: It is my hope that those who blame
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.72 | "Encounters with The Telephone
Girl"
Typed draft.
First line: While she was wringing her hands
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.73 | "Encounters with The Telephone Girl
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: ...her ears and goes on staring deep
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.74 | "Chauvinism"
Typed draft.
First line: The magazine you are to be in opens
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11/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.74 | "On the Way to Work"
Typed draft.
First line: I am a weed. I was lucky
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.75 | "Flying Over the Northland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the little clump of willows, finally; its
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11/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.75 | "Something About Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that its over
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11/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.75 | "Waiter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is brief when they come in. They used to
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11/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not what you think. From all
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11/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.77 | "Chauvinism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The magazine you are to be in opens
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11/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.78 | "Finding an Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It goes into a tunnel and you hear it
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11/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.79 | "Promises Joining Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some days youll come near. Youll see
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11/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.80 | "Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is an ocean, they say, without
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11/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.81 | "Learning a Word Once, While
Climbing"
First line: Once I fell, already falling, and from that fall
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11/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.82 | "Realities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dream of not having a dream took me
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10/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.83 | "Part by Part"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound at a time, it unfoldsa plane, an
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10/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.84 | "Big Wilderness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not seeing mountains makes them wilder
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10/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of you pictures that come, and you howls
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10/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.85 | "Letter Not to Deliver"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why should it be anguish (but anguish
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10/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.86 | "Survivor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember that party we had, the one
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10/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.87 | "Address to the Senior Class Wyoming Circuit
6"
Typed draft.
First line: Coming down the hill into this town
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.87 | "Against the Morning Light Wyoming Circuit
5"
Typed draft.
First line: A north wind caught young cottonwoods
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.88 | "Staring at Souvenirs of the West Wyoming
Circuit 3 "
Typed draft.
First line: What if a buffalo eye, big
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.88 | "By Cheryls Old Place Wyoming Circuit
4"
Typed draft.
First line: Fleet as a bronco the road goes
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.89 | "Welcome, Hunters Wyoming Circuit
1"
Typed draft.
First line: You dream in The Sunset. Blood flows from the pickup
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.89 | "Out the South Road Wyoming Circuit
2"
Typed draft.
First line: The sheep dont know if its cold. They stand
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.90 | "Telephone Girl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know its there behind you, tugging
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10/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.91 | "On the Way to Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am a weed. I was lucky
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10/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This book I picked up from another nation
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10/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A leaf is hanging from a spiderweb
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10/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.92 | "Interruptions The Telephone Girl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: However, while she was wringing her hands
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10/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.93 | "Hot Potatoes"
Typed draft.
First line: prose pieces
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9/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.94 | "Bus to Winter"
Typed draft.
First line: prose piece
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9/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.95 | "Now Playing Everywhere"
Typed draft.
First line: NOW
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12/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.95 | "Space"
Typed draft.
First line: It is an ocean, they say, without
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11/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.96 | "How Various Thought Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the race uphill fire wins
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10/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That summer when you
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10/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was a throb of black in the dust
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10/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.98 | "Hot Potatoes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: prose pieces
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9/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.99 | "Things I Noticed Hot Potatoes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: prose pieces
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9/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.100 | "Absolution 3"
Typed draft.
First line: When winter comes, touching leaves, grasping
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.100 | "Absolution 2"
Typed draft.
First line: That afternoon, it was the suns turn
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.101 | "Absolution 1"
Typed draft.
First line: In some strange time, and probably in the dark
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 79.102 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: A woman...
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10/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.102v | "Walking Through Texas, p.3"
Typed draft.
First line: When they count the votes, yours
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.103 | "On the Bus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They turn, in their serious way. They
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10/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.104 | "Growing Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday and all those other days, tomorrow
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10/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.105 | "By Hawthorne Bridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They went on talking about the river
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10/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the storm comes from the north
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9/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.107 | "Absolution 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In some strange time, and probably in the dark
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9/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.108 | "With You In September With You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just before its hands let go / In my dream a person climbed
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9/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.109 | "Absolution 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When winter came, touching leaves
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9/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.110 | "Absolution 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That afternoon, it was the suns turn. It had
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9/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.111 | "Becoming a Number"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While announcements came I stood in the sun
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9/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.112 | "For Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I put my foot on this cold road
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9/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.112v | "Becoming a Number"
Typed draft.
First line: While announcements came I stood in the sun
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9/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.113 | "Madison, Berkeley, Ann Arbor,
Kent..."
Typed draft.
First line: In every city I want to listen: people
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9/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.114 | "Madison, Berkeley, Ann Arbor,
Kent..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: In every city I want to listen. People
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9/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.115 | "Waiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By quiet hill or field in autumn light
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9/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.116 | "You and Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two lines were approaching each other
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9/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dishonestly, in the front row I used to hold
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9/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.117 | "Vamenos"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt before, it isnt later, or when
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9/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.118 | "Two Seasons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows are the first to know
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9/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.119 | "Climbing Mount Adams"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A breath at a time we climb
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9/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.120 | "Possum Crossing: Next 3,000
Miles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the eyes escape. They become
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9/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hardly anyone was traveling: deep snow
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9/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.121 | "Passing a Creche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes through undergrowth in the evening
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9/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.122 | "Certain Gate"
Typed draft.
First line: A vein in the forehead - knows - all
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.122v | "Immediate Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a fast reminder, tapping on your skull
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.122v | "Possum Crossing: Next 3,000
Miles"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of the eyes escape. They become
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.123 | "Passing a Creche"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes through undergrowth in the evening
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.124 | "Note to Correspondents"
Typed draft.
First line: Recently, a demanding project has crowded out...
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9/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.125 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can a shadow have a shadow?
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9/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We come near, in a hall, forced to follow
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9/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.126 | "Bus to Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going into the new bus I held my ticket
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9/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.127 | "Immediate Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a fast reminder, tapping on your skull
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9/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To let our betters talk, and lean
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9/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.129 | "Tentative Welcome to Readers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is my hope that those who blame
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9/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time when grief came, I walked
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10/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.130 | "Getting Along with Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you are balanced on commitment
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9/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.131 | "Absences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when the waves were talking one said
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9/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.132 | "Not Very Loud"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the time now of the moths
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9/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.133 | "Not Very Loud"
Typed draft.
First line: Now is the time of the moths that come
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9/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.133 | "Getting Along"
Typed draft.
First line: Everything in our lives is balanced on a word
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9/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.134 | "Absences"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when the waves were talking one said
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9/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.135 | "Talk at the Beginning of Class"
Typed draft.
First line: You are someones excuse for what they begin to think
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.136 | "Around Some Corner"
Typed draft.
First line: Of a sudden outside the window the leaves
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.137 | "Song"
Typed draft.
First line: When I was young and first saw Colorado
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.138 | "Getting Along with Someone"
Typed draft.
First line: When you are on balance about some commitment
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9/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.139 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Down where the bugs live, its a big country
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.140 | "Thought That Is Real"
Typed draft.
First line: You came in my thought. Wind blew, rain
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.141 | "Dust"
Typed draft.
First line: When you think who it is
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.142 | "Wright Morris at Squaw Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt likely, the church, and those places
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First lift the song inside the words
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9/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.144 | "Opening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little bit of sun reflected from the floor
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9/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.145 | "Climbing Mount Adams"
Typed draft.
First line: A breath at a time we climb
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9/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.146 | "With You in September"
Typed draft.
First line: Just before its hands let go
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9/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.146 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In my dream a person climbed
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9/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.147 | "Vamenos"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt before, or if, or maybe
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9/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.148 | "You and Me"
Typed draft.
First line: Two lines approach each other
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9/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.148 | "Waiting"
Typed draft.
First line: By quiet hill or field in autumn light
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9/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the notes is where the music balances
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9/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Id like someone to tell me what to do
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8/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.151 | "Early in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They passed through here, I thought
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9/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.152 | "Around You, Your House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I give you the rain, its long hollow
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9/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.153 | "Governing Getting Along with
Angels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Governing angels is easy except
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8/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.154 | "Getting Along with Angels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there among people are some angels
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8/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.155 | "Inside Conference Headquarters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Practicing for winter, we shiver. When the wind
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.156 | "Governing Getting Along with
Angels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Governing angels is easy, except
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8/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.157 | "Wright Morris at Squaw Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt likely, the church, and those places
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.158 | "Readying for 1980 the Olympics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please tell me when to cheer, while
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8/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.159 | "Inside Conference Headquarters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Practicing for winter, we shiver. When the wind
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8/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every afternoon wind hit a flat spot
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8/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On balance this valley holds off as far
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8/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.162 | "Readying for 1980 the Olympics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please tell me when to cheer, while
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8/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.163 | "Old Songs"
Typed draft.
First line: What I do is, when I singgo back
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.163 | "Anticipating"
Typed draft.
First line: You run the road, a slide, you fall
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.164 | "Story of My Life"
Typed draft.
First line: In my life I had forgotten, but once
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.164 | "About These Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: Of brass, though broken, see?almost
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.165 | "Facts"
Typed draft.
First line: Zurich is in the Alps, I learned
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.166 | "Staying Aloof"
Typed draft.
First line: Let everything else be to blame. Step
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8/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.167 | "They Came for Me Last Night"
Typed draft.
First line: But my ghost was already gone. It left, one
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.168 | "Having the Right Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is like a color inside your head, that
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8/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.179 | "Having the Right Name"
Typed draft.
First line: It is like a color inside your head that
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8/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile, during the 50s and 60s
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8/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.180 | "Things I Learned Last Week"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When ants meet, do they always pass on the right?
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8/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.180 | "Thought That Is Real"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You came in my thought. Wind blew, rain
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8/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.181 | "Dust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could you say every person owns a piece of the sky?
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8/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.182 | "Down where the bugs live..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we went away down beyond the Canadian
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8/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wanted to ask you about those times
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8/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This house has its clenched nails to thank
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8/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So you wouldnt care who walks the fields
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8/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.185 | "World as Pathetic Fallacy"
Typed draft.
First line: The river turns and looks back farefwll
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.185 | "Fall Season"
Typed draft.
First line: A network staged a warsold
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.186 | "Story of My Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my life I had forgotten, but once
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8/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.187 | "About These Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of brass, though broken, and sometimes
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8/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.188 | "Old Songs / Anticipating"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I do is, when I singgo back You run the road, a slide, you
fall
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8/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.189 | "Staying Aloof"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let everything else be to blame. Step
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8/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.190 | "They Came For Me Last Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My ghost was already gone. It left, one
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7/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.191 | "10 August 1978, 5:30 A.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning is pusheing up, no sound of its own
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8/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.192 | "10 August 1978, 5:30 A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: Morning is pushing up, no sound of its own
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8/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.193 | "Certain Gate"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A vein in the forehead knows: all
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8/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.194 | "Talk To My Children A Talk at the Beginning
of Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are someones excuse for what they think
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8/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some kind of help is comingmaybe
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8/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most streets are irrelevant. There are people
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8/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the trees that bend where the fall winds
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8/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.197 | "Dewey Decimal Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When summer was deep we were old
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8/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the woods in the storybook
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7/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.199 | "Six Years Old"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time I was making shadows
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7/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.200 | "After Arguing Against Stanleys and Dianes
Contention That Poetry Must Come from Discontent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whispering to each hold, Ill be back!
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7/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.201 | "Result from Trying Diane Wakoskis
Assignment: Write a Sestina The Long Lens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave suddenly still, a bird stopped
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7/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.202 | "Story Foghorns Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finally all turned gray. The great gray
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7/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.203 | "Virginias Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the Orkney Islands Virginia saw
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7/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.204 | "Making the Scene at a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming near, I watch their faces
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7/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.205 | "Living with Genius"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A rumor of the sun: she/he comes out
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7/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.206 | "Modern Minor Poet Confronts
MIlton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You write these highfalutin, academic
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7/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.207 | "Morning after a Reading in Port
Townsend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before day a ship in the fog sent out
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7/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.208 | "Considerations Thinking in the
All-Nighter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Considering a simple sound like No
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7/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.209 | "Anticipating Barry Lopez Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes, loping along, I almost find
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7/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.210 | "As Far As I Got"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the way back to Yale I was muttering
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7/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.211 | "For Jim Heynens Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By your way of standing to listen
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7/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.212 | "(prose)Visit to Tess Gallahers
Section"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound from the ceiling...
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7/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.213 | "(prose)Visit to Tess Gallahers
Section"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end, Tess talks...
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7/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.214 | "Two Poems from Brooding About Master Lectures
1 Catechism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who challenged my soldier mother?
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7/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.214 | "Two Poems from Brooding About Master Lectures
2: Poem without Is or Thes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you cant do follows your head, finds
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7/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.215 | "Master Lecture Catechism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who challenged my soldier mother?
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7/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.216 | "Contributors Note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My shoes are laced with old bowstring
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7/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.217 | "Facts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Zurich is in the Alps, I learned
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7/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day began. At first it had some stars
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7/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.218 | "Friends, Farewell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the chores are done I tune
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7/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.219 | "Friends, Farewell"
Typed draft.
First line: After the chores are done I tune
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7/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.220 | "Places with Meaning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was our picnic on the Fourth of July
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7/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Level and low along the ground
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7/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.222 | "Color It That} Really Is"
Typed draft.
First line: The color it really is comes over a desert
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7/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.223 | "Color That Really Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The color it really is comes over a desert
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7/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.224 | "Passing Our Playground"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the children play at the edge of the forest
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7/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.225 | "Passing a Our Playground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the children play at the edge of the forest
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7/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.226 | "Virginias Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the Orkney Islands...
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7/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.226 | "Tess Gallaghers Session"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sound from the ceiling...
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7/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.226v | "Glimpse in the Crowd"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go walking past the things that wake up your life...
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7/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.226v | "Glimpse in the Crowd"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A parachute catches and suddenly you know
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7/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.227 | "Thinking in the All-Nighter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, though all the pattern blocks that move
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7/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.227 | "Considerations Thinking in the
All-Nighter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Considering a simple sound like No,
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7/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.227v | "One of Us A Minor Modern Poet Confronts John
Milton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You write these highfalutin, academic
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7/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.227v | "Result from Trying Diane Wakoskis Assignment
to Write a Sestina The Long Lens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave sudenly still, a bird stopped
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7/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.228 | "Morning After Diane Wakoskis Reading in
Port"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before day a ship in the fog sent out
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7/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.228 | "For Jim Heynens Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By your way of standing to listen
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7/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.228v | "Story Learned from the Sea Foghorns
Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the last all was gray. The great gray
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7/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.229 | "After Arguing Against Stanleys and Dianes
The Contention That Poetry Art Comes from Discontent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not weighted by silver (but something
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7/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.229v | "Living with Genius"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A rumor of the sun: he/she comes out
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7/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.230 | "Letter to Lord Randolph Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weighted by silver my arm swings
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7/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.230v | "Two Poems from Brooding About Master Lectures
Poem Without Any Thes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you cant do follows your head, finds
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7/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.230v | "Two Poems from Brooding About Master Lectures
A Catechism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who challenged my soldier mother?
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7/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.231 | "Catechism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...kept wondering...
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7/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.231v | "Making the Scene at a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming near, I watch their faces
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7/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.231v | "As Far As I Got"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the way back to Yale I was muttering
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7/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.232 | "Contributors Note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some old bowstring ties my shoes
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7/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.232 | "On a Spit in Discovery Bay"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talking math and sipping, we cover
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7/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.232v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it happens in summer well use green
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7/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into little chinks in the earth
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7/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.233 | "Beautiful People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The other hand went around with its famous
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7/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Praise that turns the head
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7/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.234 | "Wyoming Circuit 1: Welcome,
Hunters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dream in The Sunset. Blood flows from the pickup
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10/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.234 | "Wyoming Circuit 2: Out at Julies the South
Road "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sheep dont know its cold. They stand
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10/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.234v | "Wyoming Circuit 6: Address to the Senior
Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming down the hillinto this town
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10/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind is picketing the house
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10/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Busy along this street forgotten by
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10/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.235v | "Wyoming Circuit 5: Outside of Cody Against
the Morning Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind caught the young cottonwoods
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10/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.236 | "Wyoming Circuit 3: Staring at Souvenirs of
the West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if a buffalo eye, big
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10/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.236v | "Trees Around Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone named Singer went through
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10/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.236v | "Seeing a Red Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rich in their ranches near Tensleep
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10/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.237 | "Seeing a Red Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over near Tensleep the highway comes down
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10/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.237v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds come over. They dont know
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10/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.237v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Antelope, they have their scatter pattern
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10/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.238 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the year -2...
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10/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.238v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pressing toward being, uphill, walking cold mornings
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10/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.238v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever you are talking to, somebody else
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10/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.239 | "By Cheryls Old Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fleet as a bronco the road goes
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10/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.239v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your name lives, Earl, inside
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11/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.239v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As we look out from where we are
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11/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well, it was over at Lindas. The day
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11/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.240v | "Notes from Wallace Stegner talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im no expert..
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11/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.240v | "WS Comments on Wallace Stegner
ideas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Troubles above:....
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11/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.241 | "WS Comments on Wallace Stegner ideas
(contd.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: High energy...
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11/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.241v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before these hills we were afraid
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3/11/1979 |
Box: 21 | 78.241v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to be known, to be a lake
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3/12/1979 |
Box: 21 | 78.242 | "cont. of 14901"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in a ditch or under a barn
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3/12/1979 |
Box: 21 | 78.243 | "Glimpse in the Crowd"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A parachute catches and suddenly you know
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7/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.244 | "Tuned In Late One Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listenthis is a tiny station
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6/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.245 | "Tuned In Late One Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I am fading, and end with advice
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6/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.246 | "Tuned In Late One Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Listenthis is a tiny station
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6/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.247 | "Tuned In Late One Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Read with your brights full on. Write with
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6/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Start at the bottom, from the lakeshore
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6/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.249 | "Letter to the Air Force Base"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We regret to inform, not just the commander
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6/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.250 | "At Summer Camp"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone is leavingtears. Someone
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6/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.251 | "Letter to an the Air Force Base"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And Im sorry: they tunneled their tremendous
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6/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.252 | "At Summer Camp"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone is leaving - tears
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6/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.252 | "Ballet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Irish setter
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.253 | "Oboe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a truth down
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.253 | "Report from the Acting Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Actors are like us, but more so, and
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6/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.254 | "Coyote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My left hindfoot steps in the
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.255 | "Coyote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My left hind-
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let willows have the valley floor
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6/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.256 | "Sign in bathroom here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notice
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6/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.256 | "Nature Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbing the steep zig-
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6/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.257 | "Ballet and Poetry Midnight Service for a
Friend Now Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We all have to touch the earth, but some
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.257 | "Coyote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My left hindfoot steps in the track
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.258 | "Oboe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is the truth down
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6/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere on this mountain, a precious life
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6/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.259 | "Assignment: Be an animal
Coyote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My left hind-
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.260 | "Coyote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I come home with a chicken or
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.261 | "Found Poem Sign in bathroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notice
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6/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.262 | "Receiving the Gift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running along the road before sunrise
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6/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.263 | "Ballet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Irish setter
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6/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.263 | "Found Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The film about last year is being re-captioned
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6/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.264 | "Something Has Happened to Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One rock nuzzles the next, and says
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6/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time to stop and look across at the hills
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6/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under this lake there is a lake of oil
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6/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.266 | "Something Has Happened to Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scorned by the lightning, we have survived
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6/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.267 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry brings...
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marjories little dog
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.269 | "Contributors Note (prose) "
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tribe is America...
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6/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.270 | "Being Still"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I try it, being still, in the mountains. They wait
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6/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.271 | "Rocks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sun they pant
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6/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.271 | "Willows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their little ones cry
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6/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.271 | "Doves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All day I heard them
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6/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.271 | "On the Dock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we said the wrong
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6/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.272 | "Voices That Come While Waiting for It to
Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say the air can move and leave a cloud
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6/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.273 | "One of the Many Dreams of
Childhood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Floorboards of an old car. Shaking
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6/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.274 | "Courtesy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you crawled to my door (and you might
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6/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.275 | "Whole Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far awa-a-a-y
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6/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.276 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Succeeding is so common...
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6/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.277 | "Contributors Note (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tribe is America...
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6/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.278 | "Texas Still Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the boots make it Texas. Not really
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6/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.279 | "Courtesy 9Assignment: Write in some voice
other than your own)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you crawled to my door (and you might
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6/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.280 | "Our KInd"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother knew our worth
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6/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.281 | "Report on from the Acting
Workshop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Actors are like us, but more so, and
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6/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First, its a line. Then you know
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6/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.283 | "Morning Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe the message comes quiet as dust casting
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6/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.284 | "Once in the 40s"
Typed draft.
First line: We were alone one night on a long
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.284 | "Haiku (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: The coyotes argue
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.284 | "Haiku (2): After a Big Event"
Typed draft.
First line: The stars came out
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.284v | "Morning Light"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe the message comes quiet as dust coating
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6/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.285 | "Places with Meaning"
Typed draft.
First line: It was our picnic on the Fourth of July
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.286 | "Lipstick on a Coffe Cup Not Being Careful
Learning How to Lose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ten years learning what to leave behind, how
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6/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.286 | "Fishing Easy Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is low in the summer, talking among willows
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6/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.287 | "One of My Letters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My letter to you fell into a river
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6/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.288 | "Fishing Easy Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: It is low in the summer, talking among willows
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6/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.288 | "Lipstick on a Coffe Cup Not Being Careful
Learning How to Lose"
Typed draft.
First line: All my years learning what to leave behind, how
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6/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.289 | "Contributors Note"
Typed draft.
First line: My tribe, for better or worse, is America
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6/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.289 | "One of My Letters"
Typed draft.
First line: My letter to you fel into a river
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6/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.290 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry welcomes...
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6/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.291 | "Our Kind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother knew our worth
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6/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.292 | "Her Name Was Ruby Ruby Was Her
Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother, who opened my eyes, who
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6/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.293 | "Rover"
Typed draft.
First line: It came out of an eveninglow
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.294 | "Haiku (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The coyotes argue
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6/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.294 | "Haiku (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I noticed that the stars
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6/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.294 | "One Time Once in the 40s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were alone one night on a long
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6/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.295 | "Once in the 40s"
Typed draft.
First line: We were alone one night on a long
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6/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.296 | "Modes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is a person in the mode
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5/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.297 | "Ghalib Decides to Be Reticent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a question I would like to ask
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5/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.297 | "Thinking in a Amid the Tumult"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My minds a polling booth where, curtain drawn
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5/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.298 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For Dickens...
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5/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.299 | "World As Pathetic Fallacy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river turns, and looks back farewell
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5/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.300 | "Fall Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A producer set up a war and sold
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5/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.300 | "Once When I Was Little"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said, See you tomorrow. And
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5/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.301 | "Around Some Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the window, sudden, the leaves
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5/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.302 | "Sometimes If You Wait"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was one raindrop that insisted
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5/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.303 | "There Be Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Innocent, encountered by sudden death
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.304 | "On Deerpath Road"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be like running, and the part
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5/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.305 | "Its Funny"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go ahead, laugh
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5/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.306 | "Leaving Lake Forest a Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the earth curves and we walk away on it
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5/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.307 | "How It Always Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home from the trip, I report. We
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5/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.308 | "Hate Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That, spit hog-form low juju man
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5/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone way come. Between
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5/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.309 | "Word for the Body"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of a race I am afraid of that surge
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5/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.310 | "Small Thing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Permit me under the gaze of the judge...
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5/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once I looked at a piece of paper
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5/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.311 | "Lesson in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the school where spiders learn, there is
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5/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.312 | "Lessons in the World"
Typed draft.
First line: At the school where spiders learn
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5/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.313 | "There Are Times cf. Tuned in Late One
Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes where stormclouds are a bird
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5/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you hear a dove you know no one
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5/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.314 | "In That City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the days are Sunday. Children wear headphones
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5/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.314 | "Far in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are warm places. In Alaska for miles
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5/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.315 | "Once When I Was Little"
Typed draft.
First line: They said See you tomorrow. And
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5/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.315 | "Far in the World"
Typed draft.
First line: There are warm places. In Alaska for miles
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5/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.316 | "Along an Edge Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At dawn, carrying my cup, I stood
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5/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.317 | "Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was young and first saw Colorado
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5/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You come to a place in rocks. You stop
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5/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.319 | "Looking Around in August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That hum the world makes, on a still day, comes
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5/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All names jumped when Latin came to Kansas
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4/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.320 | "How It Began"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All struggled their legs and blindly loved, these puppies
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4/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.321 | "note for book selection (Things That
Happen)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For Things That Happen...
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4/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.322 | "Retirement Speech"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that my office hours have ended
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4/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.323 | "Murder Bridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look over the edge, down, down....
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4/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This instant, right now, you are saved by this
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4/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.324 | "Redbird"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the trees between them and the lake
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4/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They were going to Europe, they said, and they
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4/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.326 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The craving to get out and see: I stand
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4/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.326 | "Happy Note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone was whistling. It was easy afternoon
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4/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.327 | "Big Message from Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their message is all this, everything
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4/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.328 | "Its Funny"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go ahead, laugh. Thats how we are
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4/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.329 | "Walk in Chicago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person in Chaicago walks from the lake
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4/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.330 | "My Mother Was a Soldier"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hunting, we dragged the bait till nightfall, then
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4/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.331 | "Presences at Banff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the animals that doesnt exist, or the wind
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4/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the hall, afraid, we saw how
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4/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slow summers; and one face floats upward
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4/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does anyone ever come in the evening past
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4/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone following me falls on the street
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4/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.335 | "Becoming Still"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still within ourselves, we travel. An arch
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4/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.335 | "Quirks Among the Great"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being careful to say please the King
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4/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.336 | "They SayTwo About Music 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now and then in music they discover
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4/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.337 | "They Say"
Typed draft.
First line: Now and then in music you discover
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4/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.337v | "Life Quirks Among the Great"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being careful to say please, the King
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4/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.338 | "Presences at Banff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the animals that doesnt exist
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4/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.339 | "Brahma Again Farther Than Stout
Cortez"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even far out in the air, beyond the trees
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4/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.340 | "Out by Keith and Shirleys"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back door people, ones who borrow a wrench
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4/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.340 | "Slow Dream"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Put out your wings. Come slanting by
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4/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.341 | "My Mother Was a Soldier"
Typed draft.
First line: If no one moved on order, she would kill
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4/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.342 | "Farther Than Stout Cortez"
Typed draft.
First line: Even far out in the air beyond the trees
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4/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.343 | "Shapes in the Country Posed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have risen, but no more: they stand there
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4/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.344 | "Hate Poem: Multiple Choice"
Typed draft.
First line: That (spit) hog-form, low juju man
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5/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.345 | "Repetitions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes at a window when a storm voice comes
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3/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.346 | "My Celebration in Moonlight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With never a sound, for fear of that other always
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3/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.346v | "Repetitions"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes at a window a storm voice comes
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3/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.347 | "Where Poems Come From"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody asks a question and I enter
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3/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.347v | "My Celebration in Moonlight"
Typed draft.
First line: With never a sound, for fear of that other always
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3/21/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.348 | "Childs Face in a Small Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes it happens a storm
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3/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.348v | "Where Poems Come From"
Typed draft.
First line: Somebody asks a question, you enter
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3/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.349 | "Where Poems Come From"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...thought of a river and along it a train
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3/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.349 | "Found Floating in Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once there was a world. In it this announcement
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3/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.349v | "At Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Something is going by. You bow
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3/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.350 | "Going By at Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Something has gone by. You bow
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3/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.351 | "Staging the Real"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...the plot: he must leave his life for a time
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3/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.351 | "Going By at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something is going by. You bow
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3/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.351v | "At Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Something is going by, and you bow
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3/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound of a thin thing rushing
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3/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.352 | "Some Things in My Fantasy Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is the broken phone
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3/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.353 | "Lecture Notes, in the Margin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My teachers are the subjects of my study
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3/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.354 | "Being at Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the clear punch bowl we dived
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3/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.355 | "How It Began"
Typed draft.
First line: They struggled their legs and blindly loved, those puppies
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4/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.355 | "Being at Home"
Typed draft.
First line: Phyllis was buying a house. Could you own
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3/30/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.356 | "Places to Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Brothers, in Oregon, theres
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3/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.357 | "Signs at Our Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We made a place for where we had to be
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3/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.358 | "On an Old Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People that looked from these windows
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3/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.359 | "Valdez , Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In old Valdez houses waited along the street
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3/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.359 | "Fingerprints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You must be ready. You may blink in one
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3/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.360 | "Incident at Bents Fort"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was early when Linda came in today
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3/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...we glance at their quiet kingdom
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3/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A color not yet found, a repeat at
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3/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.361 | "Staging the Real"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saying something behind them, two people
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3/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.362 | "For the Tribes in the Grass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are tribes in the grass who never have
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3/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.363 | "Hoping to Be Caught Up in the
World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything proclaimed in even the best lie
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3/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.364 | "Hoping to Be Caught Up in the
World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We left the air, and all silent went on
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3/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.365 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: I was to take part...
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3/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.366 | "Getting Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too big to be the earth, Wyoming gazes
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4/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With all to the west of here and the sun
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3/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The head calls and the feet follow
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3/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.368 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry consultants ...
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3/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lights on the capitol stay where they are, and
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3/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Following that line in the air, a bird-groove
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3/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.370 | "For Everybody Ambitious, on Retirement of the
Undersigned"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is to certify that the bearer may
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2/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.371 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weather will change. Everything will change
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2/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.371 | "Any Place Is a Historic Site"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who do not carethey lurk as
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2/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.372 | "Explaining My Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because I saw, and for years I saw
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2/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.372 | "Slow Pulse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, alone, alone
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2/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.373 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now on the hills at the edge of snow, plants
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2/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.373 | "Clowns at the Fair"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They wound one up. It danced, bowed
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2/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.374 | "Flying a Pattern Day Dreaming II"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The leaves begin to matter. You are looking at
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2/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.375 | "Flying a Pattern Day Dreaming II"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fast plane trying to stay in the dark
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2/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the volt message dropped
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2/6/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.377 | "Stance in the City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A messenger in disguise through streets
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2/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.377 | "Day Dreaming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ducks kick into flight. From away back
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2/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.378 | "Review of Arthur Koestlers The Watershed a
Life of Kepler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While earth swings wide and our land
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2/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.379 | "Incident at Dawn Near Dawn Some
Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds will have their day
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2/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.380 | "Near Dawn Some Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Im gone
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2/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.381 | "Jogging the Resort Just Before
Daylight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One weak light at Smiths to burn
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2/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.381 | "December Thought "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take a late, blue, winter evening. If you
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2/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.382 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wide good board...
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2/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.383 | "Confessor (prose original)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I have to ask you...
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2/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.384 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the stars were there, and a cold
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2/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.385 | "Six oClock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its right that the dark should win. Im
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2/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.386 | "Confessor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I have to ask you to help me carry a burden
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2/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.387 | "Six Oclock"
Typed draft.
First line: In shadows, where truth is, a new shadow
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2/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.387 | "December Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: Take a late, blue, winter evening. If you
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2/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.388 | "Review of Arthur Koestlers The Watershed a
Life of Kepler"
Typed draft.
First line: While Earth swings wide and our land loses
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2/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.389 | "Day Dreaming I"
Typed draft.
First line: Ducks kick into flight, are out
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2/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.389 | "Day Dreaming II Flying a Pattern"
Typed draft.
First line: A fast plane trying to stay in the dark
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2/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to lose. If others wont let you
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2/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.391 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its like inside of rocks with that
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2/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.392 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Standing at the end of cliches, being
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2/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.392 | "Reason I Believe in the World
One-Liners"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how far I go in thought I always come back to it
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2/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.393 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hands were lying before me extended from shadow
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2/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.394 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in the earth, disguised, a clod
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2/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.395 | "How to Get Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can get there by believing
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2/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went into a little park to have our lunch
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2/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.397 | "Hurt by a Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught by winter, trees hold still. Never again
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2/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.398 | "Staging the Real"
Typed draft.
First line: Turning from someone behind them, two people
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3/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.398v | "Incident at Bents Fort"
Typed draft.
First line: It was earlly when Linda came in today
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3/4/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.399 | "At Lascaux"
Typed draft.
First line: It came into my mind that no one had painted
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.399 | "Kitchen Ceiling"
Typed draft.
First line: Heaven is about there, just there. It waits
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2/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.399v | "Hurt by a Pictures"
Typed draft.
First line: Snow missed and missed again, then found
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2/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.400 | "For the Tribes in the Grass"
Typed draft.
First line: There are tribes in the grass who never have
|
3/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.400 | "Hoping to Be Caught Up in the
World"
Typed draft.
First line: Anything proclaimed in even the best lie
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3/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.400v | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We went into a little park to have our lunch
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2/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.401 | "On an Old Street"
Typed draft.
First line: People that looked from these windows
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3/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.401 | "Valdez , Alaska"
Typed draft.
First line: In old Valdez houses wait along the street
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3/1/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.402 | "Places to Live"
Typed draft.
First line: At Brothers, in Oregon, theres
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3/3/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.402 | "Signs at Our Place"
Typed draft.
First line: My chair has this desk across the arm
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3/2/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.403 | "Serving Time (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: The car wants to be washed. Spring is where
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.403 | "Bad Dreams"
Typed draft.
First line: You are wounded, but at first you think
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.404 | "Word for the Cliche"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside my life it is reflected light
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.404 | "Serving Time (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone like Sunday our daughter calls
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.405 | "At Lascaux"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came into my mind that no one had painted
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2/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.406 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far as the fish go, following the trace
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2/18/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.407 | "Kitchen Ceiling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heaven is about there, just there. It waits
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2/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.408 | "Word for the Cliche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside my life it is reflected bright
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2/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.409 | "Serving Time (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone, like Sunday, our daughter calls
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2/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.409 | "Serving Time (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The car wants to be washed. Spring is where
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2/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.410 | "Bad Dreams"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are wounded, but you think its a badge
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2/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.411 | "Muir in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When people decide they will judge you wrong
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2/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.412 | "Muir in the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: When people decide they will judge you wrong
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2/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.413 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a year is over I put it together
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2/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.414 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again the fields are taking it away
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2/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.414v | "Hurt by a Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow missed and mised again, then found
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2/26/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.415 | "Larry, Moe, and Curly Joe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I always like the part where Moe reaches
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2/27/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From down here it looks cold
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1/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.417 | "Testimony of Witness X from the Singing
Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All in a month too fair to name
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1/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.418 | "Enlightenment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let light from the idea spread
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1/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.419 | "Camping in the Sandhills"
Typed draft.
First line: The taste of dust wakes me. Dawn
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.419 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Even then we were drowning, standing together
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.420 | "Reading the Will"
Typed draft.
First line: The one fails and maybe saves us
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.421 | "Testimony of the Singing Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: The law is prose: it calls itself
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1/29/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.422 | "Enlightenment"
Typed draft.
First line: Let light from its idea spread
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1/31/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.423 | "Knowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To know the other world, turn
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1/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.423 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it should happen that our thought
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1/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.424 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They will come after me then, the way
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1/22/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.424 | "Spending All Day on the Hills of Eastern
Oregon All Day on the Hills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you come, fog; where you
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1/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.424 | "There Is Time Negotiating"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time to feel our way through thickets
|
1/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.425 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn your hand the way a bird
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1/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.426 | "Good Night to Oppressors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We lift the spider, red hourglass
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1/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.426v | "Going Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hobby is being alone. When a path
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1/12/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.427 | "Key to an Old Farmhouse"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the raindrops going by
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.428 | "Being Becoming Sure"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cave I forgot the word: stalagmite
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1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.428 | "Out Camping"
Typed draft.
First line: Today come walking over the water
|
1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.429 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If it should happen that our thought
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1/19/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.429 | "Knowing"
Typed draft.
First line: To know the other world, turn
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1/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.429 | "Spending All Day on the Hills"
Typed draft.
First line: Where you come, Fog; where
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1/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.430 | "There IsTime Negotiating"
Typed draft.
First line: Time to feel our way through thickets
|
1/23/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.430 | "Good Night to Oppressors"
Typed draft.
First line: Lift the spider, red hourglass
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1/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.430v | "Knowing"
Typed draft.
First line: To know the other world you turn
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1/17/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.431 | "Wasp Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new world all the time, its foot
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1/20/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That certain day, because of something
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1/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even then we were drowning, when we stood
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1/24/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.433 | "Camping in the Sandhills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The taste of dust wakes me. Dawn
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1/25/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.434 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rest shuffle and wait for the room
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1/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.434 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They ask me a question in court. What if
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1/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.435 | "After the Service Reading the
Will"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No place too remote for the attention of the wind
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1/28/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.436 | "Key to an Old Farmhouse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the raindrops going by
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1/16/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.437 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We come at behest...
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1/13/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.438 | "Out Camping"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today comes walking over the water
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1/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.438 | "Passing My Exams Becoming Sure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cave I forgot the word: stalagmite
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1/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.439 | "Becoming Sure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I felt such a dolt, not
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1/15/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.440 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So a sentence...
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1/14/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.441 | "Late Flight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home from New York, the moon on the wing
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1/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.442 | "Instead Of"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Instead of summer, you: I knew
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1/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.442 | "Presences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do the trees where I am working
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1/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.443 | "Like Dreams Ways to Save You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your picture has fallen into the fire
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1/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.444 | "Scrap of Music"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A scrap of music, and all else goes far
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1/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.444 | "Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive over mud, a tractor, a day
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1/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.445 | "Instead Of"
Typed draft.
First line: Instead of summer, you: I knew
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1/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.445 | "Presences"
Typed draft.
First line: Why do the trees where I am working
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1/9/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.445 | "Like a Dream Ways to Save You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You picture has fallen into the fire
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1/8/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.446 | "When You Go Anywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This passport your face (not you
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1/10/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.446v | "Tushamoya"
Typed draft.
First line: Tushamoya waited, the tree no one
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1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.447 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First the right hand
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1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.447 | "Thanks, Aristotle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way things turn, they say, south
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1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.447 | "Tushamoya"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tushamoya waited, the tree no one
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1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.448 | "Tushamoya"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may have passed that place and felt
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1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.448 | "From Hallmark or Somewhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think now of a mountain, say that one
|
1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.448v | "Thanks, Aristotle"
Typed draft.
First line: The way things turn, they say, south
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1/11/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.449 | "Another Time, Another War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mob that captured me in McNeill, Arkansas
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1/7/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.450 | "Abandoning Point Zero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A ghost on our radio, it swept by, port side
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1/5/1978 |
Box: 21 | 78.450 | "Another Time, Another War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Playful bushes and the more solemn trees
|
1/7/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.1 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: In a big...
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12/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.2 | "Our Way"
Typed draft.
First line: Representatives for snowso many
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.3 | "Note Briefing for Visitors to Our
Planet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you meet someone, find
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12/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.4 | "Note Briefing for Visitors to Our
Planet"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever you meet someone, find
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12/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.5 | "Music Missionary Meadowlark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear a strange lark inside the engine
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12/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.5 | "Waiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the muses, Westwind said
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12/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.6 | "Contemporaries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My heart and yours are measuring
|
12/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.7 | "Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Loom, our meadow, below the tree line
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12/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.7 | "Ayatollah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im mad at you, I
|
12/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.7 | "Strangers The Critic Meets Another Person
(Four Moves of the Critic, 2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What does that mean, the way
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12/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.8 | "Autumn Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Field after field, a call, then quiet
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12/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.9 | "Starting for Infinity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a hollow place everything else
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12/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.10 | "Part of the Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along in December you begin to wonder
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12/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.10 | "Finding the Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you didnt notice will be there
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12/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.11 | "Still Water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have lakes ever heard of each other? They stare
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12/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running toward stillness I passed those caught by time
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12/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.12 | "Being an American"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some network buys history, all the rights
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12/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.13 | "Place on a Planet Yet to Find Critic Goes
Camping"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to see it from the south
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12/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.14 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Im dragging...
|
12/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.15 | "Getting Up Early The Critic Gets Up Early
(Four Moves of the Critic, 4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You get up early so there will be
|
12/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.16 | "Choosing a Wooden Leg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want it better than real, strong
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12/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.16 | "Gypsies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is this the place? It always was
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12/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This familar torque, this vertigo
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12/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.17 | "You Open a Door The Critic Opens a Door (Four
Moves of a Critic, 1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter will kiss you. When the wind
|
12/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.18 | "Coyote Salutes Central Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Citizen, over your shoulder I glimpse
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12/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.19 | "Coyote Salutes Central Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Citizens, over your shoulder I glimpse
|
12/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.20 | "Critic Approaches the Poem The Critic Goes
Camping (Four Moves of the Critic, 3)"
Typed draft.
First line: At the edge you stop walking and put down
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.21 | "Still Water"
Typed draft.
First line: Do lakes ever hear of each other? They stare
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12/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.21 | "Being an American"
Typed draft.
First line: Some network bought history, all the rights
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12/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.22 | "Getting Up Early The Critic Gets Up Early
(Four Moves of the Critic, 4)"
Typed draft.
First line: You get up early so there will be
|
12/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.23 | "Autumn Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Field after field, a call, then quiet
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12/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.23 | "Finding the Key"
Typed draft.
First line: What you didnt notice will be there
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12/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.24 | "Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Now is a wave beginning, Earth feeling
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12/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.24 | "Ayatollah"
Typed draft.
First line: Im mad at you. I
|
12/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.25 | "Some Other Person The Critic Meets Another
Person (Four Moves of the Critic, 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: What does it mean, the way
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12/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.26 | "(Read the Title Later) (Choosing a Wooden
Leg)"
Typed draft.
First line: I want it better than real, strong
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12/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.27 | "Remember? Honeysuckle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not yet mean enough, still a kid
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12/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: River dawn, gray light, a long molten
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12/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.27 | "We Caught Our Breath"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life came in among our dolls when we put Robertas
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12/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.28 | "People Hunting Each Other (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: If you pretend, I will, too. Well
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.29 | "People Hunting Each Other (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: The same fog that finds the river
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.30 | "Orchard Hood River: Things You Almost
Remember"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Orchard, no one there. A sound
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12/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.31 | "Tracking in Open Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In some dry canyon I startlife
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12/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.32 | "My Hands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time for applause. My hands rest
|
12/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.33 | "Late, Quiet An Incident That
Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: My shoes by a floor lamp, their
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12/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.34 | "Instant That Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: My shoes waiting by a floor lamp
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12/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.34 | "We Caught Our Breath"
Typed draft.
First line: We caught our breath when
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12/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.35 | "Life Came In We Caught Our
Breath"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among our dolls we put
|
12/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.36 | "Instant That May Come Comes for
You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was out awalking
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12/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.36v | "Instant That Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night I saw my shoes waiting by a floor lamp
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12/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.37 | "Our Mother Told About This
Grandmother"
Typed draft.
First line: It could have been Lubbock
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.38 | "Music Missionary Meadowlark"
Typed draft.
First line: You hear a strange lark inside the engine
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12/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.39 | "Contemporaries"
Typed draft.
First line: It being now, my heart and yours
|
12/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.40 | "Waiting"
Typed draft.
First line: One of the muses, Westwind said
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12/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.41 | "Living on the Plain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once in Lubbock, dawn, the sun
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.42 | "Trying to Be Real"
Typed draft.
First line: Look out of your mirrored eyes: what you
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.43 | "Tracking in Open Country"
Typed draft.
First line: In some dry canyon it starts - life
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12/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.44 | "Tracking in Open Country"
Typed draft.
First line: In some dry canyon it starts - life
|
12/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.45 | "Numb Moose Jaw"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not knowing why, a dumb fish
|
12/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.45 | "What You See"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see the great at the Kennedy Center
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12/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.46 | "What It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In life, it is the fox to peer
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12/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.47 | "Numb Moose Jaw"
Typed draft.
First line: Not knowing why, a numb fish
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12/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.47 | "What It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: In life, it is a fox to peer
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12/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.48 | "What You See"
Typed draft.
First line: You see The Great at the Kennedy Center
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12/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.49 | "My Hands"
Typed draft.
First line: Its time for applause. My hands rest
|
12/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.50 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: There isnt anyone inside the ballot box
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.51 | "Before the Parting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river far enough, when you get there
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12/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves come forth called by spring. I reach
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12/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When will the other ones come? Carefully
|
12/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.54 | "Hitting Your Head on the Pavement xerox copy
of page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rock against bone, then cold against bone
|
12/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One at a time when they pass across
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12/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - I am afraid. Why should I have a part
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12/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.56 | "Hood River Orchard: Things You Almost
Remember"
Typed draft.
First line: Orchard, no one there. A sound
|
12/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.57 | "Big Wave"
Typed draft.
First line: Eye-windows of my soul, bring me that big wave
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That sudden strong arc, a joys flight
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11/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.59 | "Where Do They Dreams Go?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dreams fade in sunlight. Their cry
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11/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A warm scarf, and then the rest of the world
|
11/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.60 | "Review notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: about a ms
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once I slept through a whole day
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11/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.61 | "Placebo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when Forever bowed I caught
|
11/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime they will let the river go
|
11/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wren taught the rain to be
|
11/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One wire brought good news, the other
|
11/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the houses I felt a resort
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11/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.64 | "Old Friends in the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For years they dont exist. Rain
|
11/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.65 | "Our Way"
Typed draft.
First line: We representatives for snow (so many
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.66 | "Our Way"
Typed draft.
First line: Representatives for snow - so many
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.67 | "Meeting Big People (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Lets consider describing geniuses the way we describe
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.68 | "Meeting Big People (1) "
Typed draft.
First line: We would sit down, after a visitor had
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.69 | "Where Do They Dreams Go?"
Typed draft.
First line: Dreams fade in sunlight. Their cry
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11/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.70 | "Leaving"
Typed draft.
First line: I take a long look at the candle
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11/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.71 | "Leaving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I take a long look at the candle while
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11/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.72 | "Trying to Be Real"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look out of your mirrored eyes. What you
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11/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.73 | "Living on the Plain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always the hills, ready for their snow
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11/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your now breath, not your then, let
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11/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.75 | "Spirits Coleridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They work other than people. Naturally they
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11/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.76 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: A group...
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11/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes its pain, sometimes
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11/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.77 | "prose?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two dour Indian women at Kluane Lake
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11/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont say anything to a flood
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11/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.78 | "Militarists Farewell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Goodby, Boomerang, see you later
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11/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When snow came, and its persuasion
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11/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.78 | "What Farmland Says About
Littering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pick yourselves up and go
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11/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.79 | "Meeting Big People (notes)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way my mother carried on her argument
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11/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.80 | "Meeting Big People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big people huff up like a cat, fierce or
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11/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.81 | "Meeting Big People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We would sit down, after a visitor had
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11/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.82 | "Permission of the Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside in the perfect snow we beat
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11/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.82 | "Our Mother Told About ThisGrandmother
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One morning the sun was late
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11/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.83 | "Permission of the Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before I give the world back
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11/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.84 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: In a working day...
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11/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.85 | "Poets Epitaph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It took all my life to find out
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11/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While I was being afraid
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11/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They stood patient, the cottonwoods. I go
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11/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An old house is in the sky. We go
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11/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I called my name into a cool, deep cave
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11/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She comes in, and the air goes
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11/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.88 | "Oregon East"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You probably cant hear it, but somewhere
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10/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.89 | "prose page poem from this page: Learned from
Joe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You almost think..
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10/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.90 | "Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bring me enlarged in its frame a low
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10/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.91 | "Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When there was air, when you could
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10/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.92 | "In a Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walls hold each other up when they meet
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10/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There isnt anyone inside the ballot box
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10/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.94 | "Our Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dare not trust faint signals: islands
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10/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.95 | "Graveyard Shift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An ocean of light, in it an island
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10/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.96 | "Pattern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new pagehere, Im starting you
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10/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.97 | "In a Corner"
Typed draft.
First line: Walls hold each other up when they meet
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10/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.98 | "Keeping My Eyes Shut Graveyard
Shift"
Typed draft.
First line: An ocean of light, in it an island
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10/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down where the crows are, something
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10/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.99 | "On an Autumn Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt for us I guess, how the leaves
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10/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a dance called Its Today. You creak
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10/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.100 | "Yellow Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While I was dying I saw a flower
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10/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.101 | "Weapons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By Whiskey Spring lay an arrowhead
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10/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.102 | "Anticipated Encounters 1: Identity Why I Look
Far Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They printed my picture reversed. Their twins
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10/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.102 | "prose?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding a blackthorn cane, steady, swinging through town
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10/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.103 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lines can go ...
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10/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.104 | "Anticipated Encounters 1: Identity Why I Look
Far Away"
Typed draft.
First line: They printed my picture reversed. Their twins
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10/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.105 | "Good Citizens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocks are usually in trouble. But
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10/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.105 | "How to Do Things View from a White House
Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of succeeding is just finding things. You notice
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10/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.106 | "Good Citizens"
Typed draft.
First line: Rocks are usually in trouble. But
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10/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.106 | "How to Do Good Things View from a White House
Window"
Typed draft.
First line: Part of succeeding is just finding thingsyou notice
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10/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.107 | "Losers"
Typed draft.
First line: You learn from losers. You give back their sounds
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10/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.108 | "Losers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You learn from losers. You give back
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10/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.109 | "People Hunting Each Other (1,2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you pretend, theyll try too. You can
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10/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.110 | "People Hunting Each Other (3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The same fog that finds the river
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10/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.111 | "Words to Keep Off the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you say wont stop the rain
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10/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our dog wonr respond to records or tapes
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10/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.112 | "Taming the Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a star, the sun we call it, and
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10/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When clouds let go their edges
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10/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most things are the wrong shape
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10/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.114 | "For Oregon Poetry Day, and
Imagination"
Typed draft.
First line: So provincial in time, the young think; Main Street ends
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10/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not hearing any speeches
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10/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.115 | "Junipers For Oregon Poetry Day, and
Imagination"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They came out of the ground with
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10/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.116 | "For Oregon Poetry Day, and
Imagination"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So provincial in time, the young think Main Street
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10/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ed came to the doorhis hat, anyway
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10/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.118 | "Learned from Joe"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile, when something breaks downsome area
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10/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.119 | "Our Neighborhood "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sams Mother
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9/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.120 | "Our Neighborhood"
Typed draft.
First line: Sams Mother
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9/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.121 | "Report from Number Twelve"
Typed draft.
First line: By the evidence I could see where
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.122 | "At the Wedding of Laura and
Michael"
Typed draft.
First line: Oft it befalls
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9/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.123 | "At Intervals a Thought When the President
Works Late"
Typed draft.
First line: We might go live so far
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.124 | "Thinking a Place"
Typed draft.
First line: A light left on makes a soft yellow
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.125 | "Pages"
Typed draft.
First line: Light is not on the paper, but
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.126 | "Rest of Your Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Time to start, and you
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.127 | "Morning Run"
Typed draft.
First line: Something began to turn the earth all
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.128 | "Return to Garden City"
Typed draft.
First line: By now its history, how they came in
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.129 | "Invitation"
Typed draft.
First line: Seeking a mood, I want to feel
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.130 | "Transience"
Typed draft.
First line: Without anyone knowing, hitchhiker September
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.131 | "Working with a Surly Partner"
Typed draft.
First line: Accompanied by the meadow all day
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.132 | "On the Early Bus"
Typed draft.
First line: Just the fear, the fear wearies
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.133 | "Becoming One of Them Initiation"
Typed draft.
First line: It was my turn. Friends had gone
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.134 | "Signals"
Typed draft.
First line: Only the peaks know when the signal comes
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.135 | "Power of Birds"
Typed draft.
First line: In dimness where dawn finds the woods
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.136 | "Ceremony at the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: Looking at a beach town in the late sun, I
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.137 | "Inside Stories (1) Coming Back to
Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: I smelled the river, no one there, a sound
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.138 | "Inside Stories (2) Coming Back to
Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes youd die laughing. They have prevented you
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.139 | "Transience"
Typed draft.
First line: Without anyone knowing, hitchhiker September
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.140 | "Everything Twice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time a green forest one time
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9/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.141 | "Report from Number Twelve"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the evidence I could see where
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9/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.142 | "Thinking a Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light left on made a soft yellow
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9/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.143 | "For a New Granddaughter Arrival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe there is a way, Kate
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9/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.144 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My brother came home in darkness
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.145 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My brother came home in darkness
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.146 | "Sunset at the Anchorage
Restaurant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sedately when they stroll outdoors, all the gray evenings
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10/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.146 | "When We Got Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One strong headlight from far down the road
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10/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.147 | "Whatever Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fall, rain of the happy tears returns
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9/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.148 | "Because of This Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now when you pick up your glass
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9/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.148 | "Someone I Never Met"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were going to meet, wandering but sure
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9/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.149 | "Reckless Characters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, in the steady light, I hold
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9/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.150 | "Lives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are ridiculaous teachers
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9/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.151 | "On an Autumn Day"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt for us I guess, how the leaves
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10/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.152 | "Yellow Flowers"
Typed draft.
First line: While I was dying I saw a flower
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10/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.153 | "Weapons"
Typed draft.
First line: By Whiskey Spring lay an arrowhead
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10/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.154 | "Choice of Weapons"
Typed draft.
First line: By Whiskey Spring lay an arrowhead
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10/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.155 | "Looking at You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over your shoulder I see something
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9/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.156 | "Some Night Again"
Typed draft.
First line: When the world vanishes, I will come back
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.156 | "Watching the FIre"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the fire burns at the yellow part
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.157 | "Looking at You"
Typed draft.
First line: Over your shoulder I see something
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9/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.158 | "Coming Back to Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night I smelled the river, and felt lucky
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9/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the world. What happens
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9/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.159 | "This Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the open on a lawn someones
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9/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.160 | "Life, a Gift, an Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This gift life, maybe far north, maybe
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9/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.161 | "Things That Come"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After it came down from the mountains
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9/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.162 | "Renegade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My brother came home in darkness
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9/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.163 | "Donations of Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you touch these pictures their virtue
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9/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.164 | "What Are in My Pictures Introducing a Display
of Pictures"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hold that color has, and the powerful sudden
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9/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.165 | "Confessions of an Individual"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I let history happensorry. When Moslems and
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9/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Company, I had to haveresponse, recognition
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9/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.167 | "Serving with Gideon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And now I remember The Legiongambling
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9/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Navahoes think the
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9/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.168 | "Generations Serving with Gideon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came in upon one, that
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9/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.169 | "prose page At the Wedding of Laura and
Michael"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Sisters...for Michael Paulys wedding
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9/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.170 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people...
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9/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming back at night unannounced, walking
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9/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come back, that other faith inside the stones
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9/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.173 | "The Signals They We Send"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some kind of feather lightness barely touching
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9/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Yukon Bend it is freezing now. Twigs
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8/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.174 | "At Intervals a Thought When the President
Works Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We might go live so far
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8/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.175 | "Charm Against the Pepsi
Generation"
Typed draft.
First line: If it should happen you come calling
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.176 | "Everything Twice"
Typed draft.
First line: One time a green forest one time
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9/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.177 | "Receiving the Signals Hunting What
Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are days when everything waitsyou look
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8/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.178 | "Signals"
Typed draft.
First line: Only the peaks hear how the signal comes
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.179 | "Working with a Surly Partner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Accompanied by the meadow all day
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8/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.180 | "Signals"
Typed draft.
First line: Only the peaks hear when the signal comes
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.181 | "Signals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air from the meadow lifts and brings
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.182 | "Getting Out and Back Signals"
Typed draft.
First line: Only the peaks hear how the signal
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.183 | "On the Early Bus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just the fear, the fear waries
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8/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the moon looked back in July or August
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8/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.184 | "Becoming One of Them Initiation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And then it was my turn. Friends had gone
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8/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.185 | "Telling You Carefully About 1940"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...watched whatever happened on the way
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8/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.186 | "How I Left My Hat in the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be tomorrow and people
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8/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.186 | "Telling You Carefully"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It had to be some variation on values
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8/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.187 | "Telling You Carefully About 1940"
Typed draft.
First line: Part of the time I want to tell you
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8/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.188 | "Charm Against the American Way the Pepsi
Generation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it should happen you came calling
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8/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.189 | "Invitation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeking a mood: I want to feel
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8/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.190 | "Transience"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without anyone knowing , Septembers
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8/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.191 | "Power of the Birds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dim opening where dawn
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8/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.192 | "At the Wedding of Laura and
Michael"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From this place go forth, from house
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8/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.193 | "At the Wedding of Laura and
Michael"
Typed draft.
First line: Oft it befalls
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8/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.194 | "At the Wedding of Laura and
Michael"
Typed draft.
First line: Theyll be afraid. Theyll dance. Theyll be glad
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8/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.195 | "Ceremony at the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking at a beach town in the late sun, I
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8/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.196 | "Going Outside One Morning Inside Stories
Coming Back to Kansas 1 & 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I smelt the river, no one there, a sound
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8/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.197 | "Inside Stories Coming Back to Kansas 4 &
3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes youd die laughing. They have presented you
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8/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.198 | "Return to Garden City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now its history, how they came in
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8/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.199 | "Pads of Paper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going back into tomorrow, first
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8/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.200 | "Pages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light is not on the paper, but
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8/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.201 | "Rest of Your Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time to start, and you
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8/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.202 | "My Morning Run"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something began to turn the earth all
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8/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.203 | "prose?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside any thought, they say, a doubleness
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8/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.204 | "Messages from Space"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything that happens is the message
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7/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.204 | "Things Not in the Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I remember my mother hearing the heartbeat
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7/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.205 | "Day on Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When rainits wearinesscomes
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7/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.206 | "Responsibility Things Not in the
Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most things are impossible. But I think
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7/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.207 | "Choosing a Manuscript"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away in the west and low where land
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7/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.208 | "How It Happens Choosing a
Manuscript"
Typed draft.
First line: You tell by something you cant quite
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7/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A trace of smoke follows the wind
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7/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.210 | "On One of the Jobs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were closing ditches one winter
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7/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.211 | "Signals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the peaks hear when the signal
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7/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the center where the world doesnt move
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7/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.212 | "Faith"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A reason for the shape of a flame
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7/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One link, she held the restcousins
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7/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe we thought the lake would become
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7/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.214 | "Honors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They wear medals of ice. They put runners of ice
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7/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.215 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This noon I had...
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7/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.216 | "Watching the Fire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the fire burns at the yellow part
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9/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.217 | "Alaska notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Met at plane
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6/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What speaks to me from this place
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6/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.219 | "Alaska notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who invented the kayak?...
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6/5/1969 |
Box: 22 | 79.220 | "Alaska notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This bone bag running the road unhinges
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6/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If there were a tomorrow, if my
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6/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: River so wild you shake the banks
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6/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On your banks we are building forever
|
6/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.222v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hilma Wolitzer
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6/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: on John Haines
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6/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.224 | "Ways to Say It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to say whatever skipped
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6/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pat Clark on Stafford
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6/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marvin Bell
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6/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.227 | "Till the Rocks Melt with the Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was thin morning, Alaska morning
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6/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kirsch
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6/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On top of the faces and coming along
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6/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.230 | "Faculty Transport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This car, horsepower quivering, lost
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6/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.231 | "Denial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees go on the hill
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6/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.232 | "My Last Service"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Good morning, Mr Custer. May I
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6/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.232v | "Author Calls and Says He Is
Dying"
Handwritten draft.
First line: His woman called and said his travels were over
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6/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How stealthy it is to help me, green
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6/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.224v | "prose notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What context would make any line worthy?...
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6/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.225 | "Things the Trees Have Heard of"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the untracked forest there are places
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6/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because they are birches they have certain
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6/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.227 | "Hunger for Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now its not Japan or a Christmas bell
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6/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.228 | "Hunger for Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now its another big story; its not
|
6/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.229 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marvin Bell lectures
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6/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.230 | "I Like You / And"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I like the icious wo/management
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6/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.231 | "Overheard Through an Airduct in the Reference
Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I cannot read. I have no name. These cards
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6/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.232 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lunch with Ralph Rader...
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6/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.233 | "workshop notes "
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Tolovana Park ...
|
7/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.233v | "Sea Creatures"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the coast, by mullioned windows, living
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7/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.234 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mary Tolberg
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.235 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joy experience
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7/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.236 | "Arts at the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My right eye three inches from the sand
|
7/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.236v | "Encountering a Former Student on the
Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of this days truth Ill say
|
7/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.237 | "Encountering a Former Student"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because life is either/or, goodby
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7/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.237v | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Content...
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7/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.238 | "Kansas Honk"
Typed draft.
First line: Down the road
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.239 | "Smoke Signals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are people on a parallel way
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6/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A cap on a light, and I remember
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6/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today the spirits in the sky are white and wise [Narnia]
|
6/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.241 | "Our Journey, a Story from the
Dust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And a bear? We are going north, where my father told
|
6/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its far, but its on Earth, or its
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6/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.242 | "Slotting Your Trail An Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because you see or hear these words, my real
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6/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.242 | "Our Journey, a Story from the
Dust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every town comes true. Every person stares
|
6/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.243 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Long, rich dream:
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6/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.244 | "Lighting a Candle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little before daylight we lean toward the sun,
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6/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.244 | "Getting the Knack"
Handwritten draft.
First line: list of topics for Steve Dunning
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6/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.245 | "Survival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great armfuls of leaves, and a place
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6/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day, you know, you will go
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6/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One thing to mentionbesides all
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6/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Kansas, Texas was a big hat.
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6/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sprinkler finds that special grass
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6/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.249 | "Daydreams"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my dream of Mongolia I love the grass
|
6/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.249v | "Overheard Through an Airduct in the Reference
Library"
Typed draft.
First line: These cards I sort, I sort by color
|
6/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.250 | "Hunger for Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: By now its not Japan or a bell
|
6/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.250 | "Overheard Through an Airduct in the Reference
Library"
Typed draft.
First line: I cannot read. I have no name
|
6/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.251 | "Hungry Ears"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is out there they bring
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6/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.251 | "For One of the Fathers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He found a still place. There was no fugitive
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6/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.252 | "Denial "
Typed draft.
First line: Trees go on over the hills
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6/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.252 | "From Alaska Things the Trees Have
Heard"
Typed draft.
First line: Have you heard of the pongo?a hollow
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6/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.253 | "On a Still Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the world wants to say something
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6/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Board by board, a nail
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6/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.255 | "Trying to Say It Tao"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to say, whatever skipped
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.255v | "I Like You / And"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bringing in of feelers, and the claws
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6/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.256 | "Inventions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She said, His is my husband.
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.257 | "I Like You / And"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bringing in of feelers, and the
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6/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.258 | "Out in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to recline of an afternoon
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5/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You overhear talk not meant for you
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5/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.259 | "Hiking with a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birdsong-brief
|
5/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.260 | "My Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cradle, and then driving
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5/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the Governor spoke the state
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5/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the part where we are, above
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5/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.262 | "My Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Then over there in the trees, a slant
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5/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.262 | "My Life"
Typed draft.
First line: This day, and back from it
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5/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.263 | "Hiking with a Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: Birdsong brief by the trail up a mountain
|
5/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.263 | "My Life"
Typed draft.
First line: In my cradle, and then driving
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5/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.264 | "Leaving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though time was past, it wasnt Ann
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5/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.265 | "Perspective"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside a summer house where leaves hang down
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5/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.265 | "Spoken at my Mothers Grave A memorial for my
Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long my life left yours. It went
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5/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So here comes gray dawn toward us
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5/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place to build a little fire behind
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5/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.267 | "Ghost Town on the Snake River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Houses in winter sun, their windows
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5/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.268 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Young Mr. Newman
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1974 |
Box: 22 | 79.269 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hank Barthel
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4/21/1974 |
Box: 22 | 79.270 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To California
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1974 |
Box: 22 | 79.271 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 5 May en route
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5/5/1974 |
Box: 22 | 79.271 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An Owl
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5/7/1974 |
Box: 22 | 79.272 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Genevieve Wilson
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5/10/1974 |
Box: 22 | 79.273 | "Perspective"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside a summer house where leaves hang down
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5/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.273v | "Six Years Old"
Typed draft.
First line: One time I am making shadows
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.274 | "A Memorial Day for my Mother"
Typed draft.
First line: For long my life left hers. It went
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5/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.275 | "Superciliousness Going Back to Southern If I
Could be like Wallace Stevens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The octopus would be my model
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5/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.276 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They had this cloud they kept like a zeppelin
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5/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.277 | "Night Train "
Typed draft.
First line: Late, it winds like a snake
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.278 | "Outsider"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some read one side of the page, and some
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5/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.279 | "Reflections on Life
TodayGuarantee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something tells the birds to talk
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5/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.280 | "Auld Lang Syne"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of them -- thats what began to
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5/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They edged out in the wild looking for
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5/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three times my mother gave birth to shadows
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5/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.282 | "Kansas Honk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Honk swang, gol dang, like a hawk
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5/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.283 | "Steady On Solzhenitsyns Address"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some kinds of people, what the years give
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5/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because life is one by one, and because
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5/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.285 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Because life is one by one, and because
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5/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I was a little kid and the world
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5/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.287 | "Snapshots of Consciousness I"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All right, its over, the fevertrying
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5/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.288 | "Forgetting a Name, a Face on same page: two
stanzas of Night Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You faces that said good things, often
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4/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.289 | "Beyond Appearances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever the next place is, here comes
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5/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the way the world is. What is?
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4/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My resting thoughts need care. They move
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4/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.291 | "Maybe This Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is it sudden, when the sky
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4/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.291v | "Perspective "
Handwritten draft.
First line: What part of life could I bring you
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4/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.292 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone said...
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4/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.293 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Emily has a bird named Hope
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4/25/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.293 | "Aeneas at the Trojan Plant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a dog named fire
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4/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.293v | "Aeneas at the Trojan Plant"
Typed draft.
First line: Dont make me look at your town
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4/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves on the birch in spring
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4/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of the cloud, this morning, and, oh,
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4/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the world has little flowers
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4/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.296 | "Gargoyle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hurt once and forever, I let my face
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4/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.296 | "Remember This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An Inca god with hollow head
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4/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.297 | "At Any Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first book and the last person may
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4/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.298 | "On a Shelf At Any Corner"
Typed draft.
First line: The first book and the last reader could
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4/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.299 | "You See"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are marching. Wind are blow
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3/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.299 | "Across Another Range"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A song that saved its ending for its treasure
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3/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.300 | "Remember This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An Inca god with a hollow head that carried fire
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3/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.300 | "Remembering Remember This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...lay in a cave turned toward the wall
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3/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.301 | "No Matter How Lonely"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a few, and they on the horizon
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3/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.301 | "For the Record"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had a campfire, around us the cold
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3/2/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.302 | "Why We Need Fantasy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are animals that find their way
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2/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.302 | "Reflections on Retirement IV: Looking
Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somehow to turn aside, when the truckload
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2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.303 | "Why We Need Fantasy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We shut our eyes in a cave at night
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2/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first, after at last we thought
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2/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.304 | "Why We Need Fantasy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Used up sunlight, a day in dim Oregon
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2/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.304v | "Aeneas at the Trojan Power Plant"
Typed draft.
First line: Dont make me look at your town
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4/26/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.305 | "Amtrack to Missoula Night Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sound of rocks not moving
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4/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.305 | "Amtrack to Missoula {Night Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are so busy, breaking their way
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4/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.306 | "Amtrack to Missoula Night Train"
Typed draft.
First line: Later and later it winds, like a snake
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4/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.307 | "Amstrack to Missoula Night Train"
Typed draft.
First line: All night - the sound of rocks not moving
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4/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.308 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where my head leaned, all down
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3/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the first back of our house I hear
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3/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One after the other they come, touching
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3/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.310 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meadow water has found the ducks again
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3/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then, the soft years. Watched over, helped.
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3/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.312 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sound in the street was nothing but singing
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3/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My walk through the conference felt
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3/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone could call. What have we done
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3/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.314 | "Retiring II, On a Good Day Reflections on
Retirement V: Looking On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a loft with a skylight - I stand there
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3/17/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.315 | "Reflections on Retirement III: Being
Free"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For days and years you glance
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3/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.315 | "Reflections on Retirement III: Being
Free"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the walking too may drift - no longer
|
3/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.316 | "Learning to Look Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gravel, variety, shadowsnow you can trade
|
3/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.316 | "Reflections on Retirement II: Walking
Along"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To the side of our path lie places never
|
3/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.317 | "Reflections on Retirement I: Learning to Look
Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their feet bring all you need. Their shadows
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3/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the night when God said
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3/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.319 | "Retiring I"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its easy, the leaving, the going down dockward
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3/15/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.320 | "Reflections on Retirement IV: Looking
Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When first I heard the stars it was
|
3/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In late winter do your arms begin
|
3/7/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.321 | "Reflections on Retirement I"
Typed draft.
First line: Its easy, the leaving, the going down deckward
|
2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.322 | "Reflections on Retirement V: Looking
On"
Typed draft.
First line: In a loft with a skylight - you stand
|
2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.323 | "Comeuppance"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever I said that you didnt like
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.323 | "Eloquent Box"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is the compartment of truth
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.324 | "Reflections on Retirement II: Walking
Along"
Typed draft.
First line: To the side of your path lie places never
|
2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.324v | "Definitions"
Typed draft.
First line: What is woe? The last wolf in Colorado
|
1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.325 | "Reflections on Retirement IV: Looking
Back"
Typed draft.
First line: When first I heard the stars - winter
|
2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.326 | "Reflections on Retirement III: Being
Free"
Typed draft.
First line: For days and days you glance where
|
2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.326v | "Maybe This Way"
Typed draft.
First line: Is it sudden when the sky
|
4/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No bridge can cross, no light find
|
3/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.328 | "Journey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through many doors its been - through
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3/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.329 | "Character"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why does the face move as it passes along
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3/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.330 | "Forty Inches a Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dancing out Now, performing the Present
|
2/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.330 | "Pause for This Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They would get lonesome - oh all the sets turned off
|
2/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.331 | "Erasers Glimpses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside someones pretense: bring in Saint
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2/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.331v | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes when the wind blows it is years
|
2/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.332 | "Glimpses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when the wind blows it is
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2/5/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The great fir trees bend. They know the wind
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2/6/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.334 | "Parents"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said as far as wind extended or
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2/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.335 | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes when the wind blows it is
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2/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.335v | "Glance at Clouds"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds in their big suits with zippers in the back
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2/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.336 | "Glance at Clouds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds trading places continue their slow
|
2/4/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.336v | "Silent Partner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Mars great storms rehearse through empty time
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2/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.337 | "Silent Partner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again it comesthe nothing world
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2/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.338 | "Metamorphoses / Run for Daylight"
Typed draft.
First line: Explain
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.339 | "Metamorphoses / Run for Daylight"
Typed draft.
First line: They took away the reasons and still
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.340 | "Charms Against Danger"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly far up in the air treetops thrash
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.340 | "Vacancy (a Round)"
Typed draft.
First line: Neon outside the curtains
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.341 | "Cabbage"
Typed draft.
First line: Green brain, great lettuce, fumbling
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.341 | "Busy Signal"
Typed draft.
First line: Awaiting the blackmail call, we got
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12/21/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.341 | "Guarding the Inner Room"
Typed draft.
First line: When my eyes waver, during their lectures to me
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.342 | "Staying with Poets"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside Roberts door a philosopher curled up
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.343 | "One Night"
Typed draft.
First line: A dream within my shadow wakened me
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.343 | "Late Flight"
Typed draft.
First line: Home from New York, the moon on the wing
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.344 | "Faith in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rainwater gray, a window morning makes
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2/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.345 | "Faith in the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Rainwater gray, a window morning makes
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2/22/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.345 | "Being Contemporary"
Typed draft.
First line: We walk forward, space ourselves
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2/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.346 | "Being Contemporary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk forward, then space ourselves
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2/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.347 | "Why We Like Need Fantasy"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a sensational story
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2/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.348 | "Why We Like Need Fantasy"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a sensational story
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2/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.349 | "Silent Partner"
Typed draft.
First line: On Mars great storms rehearse through empty time
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2/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.350 | "Across Another Range"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...there is no other song but two
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2/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.350 | "Across Another Range"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard a song that carries its ending
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3/1/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.351 | "Across Another Range"
Typed draft.
First line: There are songs that save their treasure
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2/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.352 | "Across Another Range"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now its tomorrow. Along a hillside
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2/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one but clouds came by. There were sounds
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2/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.353v | "Every Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Here are some reasons for the sun - the sands
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1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.354 | "At the CATE Conference in San
Diego"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it is time to be sad, some people
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2/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.355 | "Torque"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day all the people came out on the street
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2/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.355 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody knows. Everybody assumes, everybody
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2/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.355v | "Silent Partner"
Typed draft.
First line: On Mars great storms rehearse through empty time
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2/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.356 | "Torque "
Typed draft.
First line: One day all the people come out on the street
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2/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.357 | "When I Was Young Reflections on Retirement
IV: Looking Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to be smothered when the truckload of orchids
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2/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us munching sunflower seeds, we waited
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2/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One tree back of another
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2/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds have forgotten their message. They say
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2/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As teacher, as priest of the imagination
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2/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - I hold up a mirror. Held
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2/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.360 | "Every Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At any moment my irrelevance
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2/21/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.361 | "Coming Back from Music"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across the sound I felt the silence of
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1/8/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.362 | "1940 Metamorphoses/ Run for Daylight,
4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The family heard the car. It stopped
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1/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.362 | "This TIme"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything has changed. Hills
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1/24/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.363 | "Run for Daylight Metamorphoses, 5
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We took away all our reasons and still
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1/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.364 | "Run for Daylight Metamorphoses,
3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hardly anyone came - we brought
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1/27/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.365 | "Inscriptions on Our Cave Wall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day the sun
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1/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.366 | "Inscriptions on Our Cave Wall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow used to peek in
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1/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.366 | "Center of the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I wasnt born, my head was big
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1/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.367 | "Rainbow Meets Water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen - you can hear the blue
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1/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.367 | "Run for Daylight / Metamorphoses,
7"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That great, faint, powerful stream the
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1/19/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.368 | "Run for Daylight / Metamorphoses,
6"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I come back. I want to understand
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1/16/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.368 | "Rainbow Meets Water"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of us are water. Shall we join
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1/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.369 | "Rainbow Meets Water"
Typed draft.
First line: Most of us is water. Shall we join
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1/18/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You saw what was there. The side of the moon
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1/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.370 | "Inquiries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One afternoon like the others
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1/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.370v | "Lipsticks on a Coffee Cup Not Being Careful
Learning How to Lose"
Typed draft.
First line: All your years learning how to live to win, how
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6/28/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.371 | "Inquiries"
Typed draft.
First line: One afternoon like the others
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1/14/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.372 | "Fragments from a Cave Inscriptions on Our
Cave Wall"
Typed draft.
First line: One day the sun
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1/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.373 | "Center of the World"
Typed draft.
First line: When I wasnt born, my head was growing
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1/20/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.373 | "You Had Better Be Deciding Soon"
Typed draft.
First line: A spark in the engine said all right
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1/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.374 | "You Had Better Be Deciding Soon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A spark in the engine said all right
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1/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.375 | "Run for Daylight 1 and 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First when the wind asked me to dance
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1/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You still head, you plate face
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1/28/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.377 | "Afternoons"
Typed draft.
First line: Traffic in my head piles up
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12/29/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.377 | "Sending the Message"
Typed draft.
First line: Over these writings I bent my head
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12/24/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.378 | "Once a Year"
Typed draft.
First line: Tomorrow is your birthday. The person
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12/29/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.378 | "Remembering Mountain Men"
Typed draft.
First line: I put my foot in cold water
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12/26/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.379 | "Surviving"
Typed draft.
First line: A swimmer avoids a wave
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12/28/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.379 | "Friends: a Recognition"
Typed draft.
First line: It came silent in my thought
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12/28/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.380 | "Staying with Poets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Lowells I remember two-storey bookshelves
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1/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.380 | "Haiku"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning
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1/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.380 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why dont we beg someone to tell
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1/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.380 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How reticent they are, the creatures who
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1/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.381 | "Charms Against Danger"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly far up in the air treetops thrash
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1/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.381 | "Staying with Poets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside Keiths door a philosopher curled up
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1/3/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.382 | "One Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A drama within my shadow wakened me
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1/10/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.382v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a career in overcoming people. You find
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1/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.382v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What to do for silver? Its early
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1/9/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.383 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning it was a dream
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1/31/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.384 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowly I approach, humbly become
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1/30/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.385 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am a stranger come among you, trees. This
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1/29/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.386 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday afternoon...
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1/23/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.386 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We always used to come here while years hovered
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1/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.386v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We always came here while years hovered
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1/13/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.387 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees bend over. In the North no one
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1/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.388 | "After Assertivenesss Training"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I crossed their land and came to the end, no change
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1/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They brought it along our street and enforced
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1/12/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.389 | "Ramseys Old Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has its own ridge, and a warning
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1/11/1979 |
Box: 22 | 79.390 | "From Over My Shoulder"
Typed draft.
First line: A face in the river floating away
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12/23/1978 |
Box: 22 | 79.390 | "Feeling the Torque of Music"
Typed draft.
First line: Across the sounds I felt the silence of
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1/8/1979 |
Box: 23 | 80.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The weight of it, even at firstyou know
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12/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody knows, any more, when a home
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12/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It begins to shake when I ask. Do you
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12/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees by the road in winter, little
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12/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.3 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the long light have it, mornings
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12/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.4 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come nearer, those who have been
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12/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.5 | "Nightscape"
Typed draft.
First line: Now has come. The river is inventing
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12/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.6 | "Try It"
Typed draft.
First line: Choose a place and go there and hold out
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.7 | "Some Thought Experiments prose"
Typed draft.
First line: Are there sounds...
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you learn how to let go you can fall
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12/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.8 | "Nightscape"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The many dreams we didnt havethat they live
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12/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.9 | "Nightscape"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now has come. The river is inventing
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12/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.10 | "Time Lapse"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain at the door the door blows open
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12/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.10 | "Small Claims"
Typed draft.
First line: All over town this court of the people
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12/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.11 | "Time Lapse"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain at the door the door blows open
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12/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.11 | "Small Claims"
Typed draft.
First line: All over town the court of the people
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12/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.12 | "Time Lapse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain at the door, the door blows open
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12/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.12 | "Small Claims"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All over town this court of the people
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12/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.13 | "Time to Think of: Tuesday
Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a distance, forest begins. It is open, but
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12/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.14 | "Close Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is it, my life, you are finding? so quiet
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12/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.15 | "Finding the Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Except in the colder latitudes, or at mountain
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12/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.16 | "Easy Riddles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I lift a signal to the other grass, Wait!
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12/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the ordinary storms come
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12/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.18 | "Lakes in the North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even rivers get lost, and three lakes in Oregon
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12/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The slippery folds run away among trees
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12/31/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.19 | "Nothing Special"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone was by the glass in the door. It was late
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12/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.20 | "Nothing Special"
Typed draft.
First line: But that world wont mean anything to us
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12/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.20 | "Favorite Sounds"
Typed draft.
First line: Mushrooms growing
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12/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.21 | "Favorite Sounds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Favorite sounds: Mushrooms growing...
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12/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.22 | "Nothing Special"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone was by the glass in the door
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12/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.23 | "Nothing Special"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night that wind always came. Trucks were
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12/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.24 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We got used to it on earth, having sunlight
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12/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.25 | "Radar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand on the earth
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12/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.25 | "Hi-Fi"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This little quail sound means evening
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12/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you arrive just right, what the lake
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12/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.25 | "At Midnight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every still kitchen comes alive, pepper
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12/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.26 | "Inheriting the Earth: Quail"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats how the wires go
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12/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.27 | "Willow Campaign"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The willows come back. You drive them away
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12/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heres how a wire goespole by
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12/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.28 | "Radar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand on the earth, in fog, you know
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12/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lift a hand for present ones
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12/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the old pen, the one that complained
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12/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.31 | "Just Some Names"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When its the weather or season they
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12/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moss comes to press its
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12/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.33 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: From a storm it was a bird that first
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.34 | "Your Time"
Typed draft.
First line: It is filling all valleys now, something
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.35 | "Vocatus Atque Non Vocatus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before my life, was ther a world?
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12/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a call one night, and a call
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12/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you look in the lake it studies you
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12/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.37 | "Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went to the coastwaves at the base
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12/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.38 | "Puzzles Speer at Spandau"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone is alking you the ultimateq
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11/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.39 | "On an Island Called The Mainland Puzzles
Speer at Spandau"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone is asking you the ultimate
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11/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.40 | "Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a farm. Its away upm the Smoky Hill
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11/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you get all ready there will be something
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11/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.42 | "Try It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know a place, and go there and hold out
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11/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.43 | "Elms in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They wind-scribble their sky page
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11/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.44 | "Silent Invisible Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A silent invisible sun woke up
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11/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.45 | "History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What Earth does, it waits
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11/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brown, almost red, seeds on the ash tree
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11/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.47 | "Re-Dreaming From Our Balloon Over the
Provinces"
Typed draft.
First line: The Power of Quiet
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11/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.48 | "Re-Dreaming From Our Balloon Over the
Provinces"
Typed draft.
First line: By my recollection,...
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11/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.49 | "Just some Names"
Typed draft.
First line: If its just weather or season, they
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12/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.50 | "Vocatus atque Non Vocatus"
Typed draft.
First line: Before my life, was there a world?
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12/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the storm it was a bird that found how
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11/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All it did, that last day, was rain
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11/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.53 | "Places"
Typed draft.
First line: At Lindsborg they have a rock. Its tall
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11/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.54 | "Places"
Typed draft.
First line: never came back. But that farm gleams
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11/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.55 | "Times"
Typed draft.
First line: We go to the coast - waves at the base
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12/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you stop talking you hear, and its
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11/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.56 | "Places in Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Lindsborg they have a rock. Its tall
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11/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then, you had to be lucky, no matter
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11/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.58 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some readers...
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11/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.59 | "What to Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you hear it from strangers, talkers
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11/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.60 | "Before It Burned Over - A Sioux Grass
Chant"
Typed draft.
First line: World carpet, robe, every leaf
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11/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.61 | "Ferde Grofe, as composed by The Grand
Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who? Him? No. But
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11/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.61 | "Before It Burned Over - A Sioux Grass
Chant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: World carpet, yes every leaf
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11/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.62 | "Brahms Poem"
Typed draft.
First line: An Enormous Tract of Great still Trees
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.63 | "What to Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the names you could loft fom a balcony
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11/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.64 | "Forging a Passport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the north side where wind and water
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11/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.64v | "What to Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some you hear about from strangers
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11/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.64v | "Forging a Passport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trained by a hill and then freed
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11/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.65 | "Forging a Passport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stroked by The Trades, these palms have grown
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11/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They always come. They think
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11/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In layers of your room, or cell, messages
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11/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.66 | "Elms in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They scribble the sky
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11/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.67 | "Consistency"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One mole goes deeper, retreating
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11/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.68 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At my birth someone came and said
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.69 | "Sound in the Pasture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coyote came by one time: Yelp.
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11/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.69 | "Your Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is filling valleys now, something
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11/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.70 | "Silent Invisible Sun"
Typed draft.
First line: A silent invisible sun wakes up
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11/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.70 | "In the Quiet Night Consistency"
Typed draft.
First line: The deepest mole doesnt need any
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11/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.71 | "Notice: A Bly Prescription"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These poems are good for you. They enhance
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11/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.71 | "Brahms Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An Enormous Tract of Great Still Trees
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11/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.72 | "Winding Way"
Typed draft.
First line: They use even blindness, become a vessel
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11/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mistakes my legs make over and over
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11/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.73 | "Winding Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Use even blindness. Become a vessel
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11/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.74 | "Recycling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stepping around on old newspapers and broken
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10/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.74 | "Distractions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gypsies move across borders they dont believe
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10/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.75 | "Meaning What You Say What It
Means"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of a window
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10/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.76 | "Dreams of Accompanying A Dream of
Descartes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any morning when the wind comes
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10/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.77 | "Guilt Ardmore"
Typed draft.
First line: By eight it was dark, with a reeze. A dog
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.78 | "Prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Im in a big building ....
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10/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.78 | "Perspectives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If Jesus or Buddha or Saint Teresa came
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10/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My closest relatives, my old clothes
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10/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.79 | "Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How far my friends are! They forget me
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10/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming down through many expressions the face
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10/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.80 | "Taming People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to use food. And they need
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10/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.81 | "Day in Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time I met history. It was a little
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10/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.81 | "Learned at the Dump"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weeds dont pay any attention to trash
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10/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.82 | "Ardmore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father said we were Indian and would
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10/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time to leave. More and more like
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10/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.83 | "Distractions at Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my job at the recycling center at the edge
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10/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.83 | "Dark Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jean, who no longer is, was
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10/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.84 | "Anticipating"
Typed draft.
First line: Keeping your word is like putting a bell into
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.84 | "Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: How far friends are! They forget you
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10/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.85 | "Dream of Descartes"
Typed draft.
First line: When the wind comes along, any morning, it carries
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10/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.86 | "Dream of Descartes"
Typed draft.
First line: When the wind comes along, any morning
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10/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.87 | "Ardmore"
Typed draft.
First line: By eight it was dark, with a breeze
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10/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.88 | "End of Something, North Carolina,
1865"
Typed draft.
First line: Officers arrived, the Blue, the Gray
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.89 | "By the North Platte"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As water comes it is looking for itself, welcoming
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10/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.90 | "By the North Platte"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From this water learn how to lose. It runs
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10/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was it the last, a mere whisper
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10/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are kept by the country. Grass leans in
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10/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.92 | "Alone Late at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Face in the mirror, I am sorry. I place
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10/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.93 | "Bells"
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to law, a bell has to sound
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10/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even moonlight could gradually wear off these hills
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10/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They turned a wheel. Music poured
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10/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.95 | "Guilt Ardmore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By eight it was dark, with a breeze. A dog
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10/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting from now it is hard to find
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10/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way old buildings adjusttheir walls
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10/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the very last, your room contracts
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10/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What comes for you opens its
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10/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.99 | "Writers Conference Elms in
Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elms in winter, their writing in
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10/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.99 | "Elms in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We spell out our story Sky Scribbler
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10/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the wires coming toward your house
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10/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.100 | "Paint"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They rouge the barns, put shadow down
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10/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn around. You find some place
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10/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I know a country, no reason but to be
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10/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.102 | "At a Farm The End of Something, North
Carolina, 1865"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Officers arrived, the Blue, the Gray
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10/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of course Im glad outside wont care
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10/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.103v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing to say, nothing to do
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10/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could hold on harder with my hands
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9/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunlight came through town touching
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9/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.106 | "Deep Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Teeth as they happened to be, a face
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9/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.107 | "Little Red Light The Last Little
Question"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Traveler, the world wants to
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9/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.108 | "Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cat by the road was one I used
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9/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would think someone might blunder
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9/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One color climbed the mountains
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9/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.111 | "New Definition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you stay one place for awhile and people
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9/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.112 | "About The Fate of Those Who Killed the
Missionaries Three Remarks from an Outpost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What anger against them? None
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9/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.113 | "For an Anthology on Anger and Hate Three
Remarks from an Outpost"
Typed draft.
First line: When the spoon gets in
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9/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside of light there is a light. You
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9/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hickory is a tree that knows its name
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9/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.115 | "Even Then It Was Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They stand before me holding hands as they
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9/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.116 | "Witness of a Little Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came down the street. The dogs
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9/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.117 | "Witness of John DarkA Little
Dogl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the screen, and then beyond that other
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9/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.118 | "Open Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is all day in Wyoming. It is where a bell
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9/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.119 | "Maybe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always in the sky, carrying the end, burning air
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9/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When trees come near the house, even
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9/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.120 | "What Are They Doing in Washington
Report?"
Typed draft.
First line: They are playing tennis in Washington. They are
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.120 | "Washington Report"
Typed draft.
First line: Its from the back country, where subtlety is
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.121 | "Washington Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to put it together, have
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9/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleepy by distance, hardly alive to us
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9/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father was a younger son. He gave
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9/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.123 | "Washington Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I know its not a cartoon, the leader
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9/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today Im coming along. Well settle
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9/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.124 | "Over There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not criminals yet, we waited. Our friends
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9/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.125 | "Side Glances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your coat comes calling. It waits
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9/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.125 | "Giving it Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Youll come home. One of the kids will
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9/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.126 | "Side Glances"
Typed draft.
First line: Your coat comes calling. It waits
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9/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.127 | "Three Remarks from an Outpost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every brick in this house is
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9/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.127 | "Ms. Bushidar Rajodigan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She lasted a long time, but one night
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9/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My main job is to understand. To act?
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9/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.128 | "Page of Prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: We found...
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9/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.129 | "Questions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could just the aspect of morning be a signal?
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9/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.129 | "Three Remarks from an Outpost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sure, theyre good people
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9/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always, right at the top, where water is ready
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9/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.130 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Twice dark night crow, return. I gave you
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9/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: About the seals in the Aleutians -- their eyes
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9/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.132 | "Washington Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are playing tennis in Washington. They are
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9/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont know about those miles of poplars
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9/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.132 | "Three Remarks from an Outpost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the spoon gets in my eye when I drink
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9/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.133 | "Reading at American University"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Start with a door buster, how to get in from
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9/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.134 | "The Little Gray Light {The Last Little
Question "
Typed draft.
First line: Traveler, the world wants to
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9/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.135 | "Witness of John Dark a Little
Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond the screen at night
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9/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.135 | "Even Then It Was Late"
Typed draft.
First line: In a drawer -- your fingers know the place
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9/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.136 | "Evasions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where do you hide the one faint little
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9/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night, no one else near I run past
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9/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.137 | "Lie Detector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is an emblem I need, a kind
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9/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting to tell you, then not having
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8/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.138 | "School Play"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You were a princess, lost. I
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8/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.138v | "Lie Detector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hidden but always at work, being
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8/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.139 | "Family Telephone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You answer hello [
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8/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.139 | "As I Was Saying"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wonderful thing happened to me today
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8/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.140 | "Twice-Born"
Typed draft.
First line: Lost but still walking
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.141 | "Something That Glances At
Entelechy"
Typed draft.
First line: It goes into a field and begins to
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8/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.142 | "Something That Glances at
Entelechy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It goes into a field and begins to
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8/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.142v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something new, if you turn your head, something
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8/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.142v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the shadow of truth walks out in the evening
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8/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.143 | "Words"
Typed draft.
First line: Joanna had no story, and when the sun
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.144 | "Maybe it Happens Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a big dark warehouse a flashlight
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8/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.145 | "As I Was Saying"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a long time I forgot how I looked
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8/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.146 | "As I was Saying"
Typed draft.
First line: For a long time I forgot how I looked
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8/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.147 | "Maybe It Happens Like This"
Typed draft.
First line: In a big dark warehouse a flashlight
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8/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.148 | "In the Deep Mirror "
Typed draft.
First line: Teeth as they happen to be, a face
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.149 | "For Other"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let nothing remind me. Let rivers turn into stone
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8/31/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our storm came about four. It was an August
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8/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.150 | "Interrupting the President Boss"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He leans away and I know Ive made
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8/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.150 | "In the Old House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside our Victrola a tin voice, faint
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8/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.151 | "People and Birds and Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like flowers, the old came out, their
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8/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.152 | "Ferns in the Library"
Typed draft.
First line: They have set ferns on the stone fountain
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.153 | "More Than Words Can Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont ask, are you afraid?
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8/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.154 | "Ferns in the Library"
Typed draft.
First line: They have set ferns on the stone fountain
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8/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they say a country it spreads
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8/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.155 | "Ferns in the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the magazines where we used to drink
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8/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.156 | "People and Birds and Flowers"
Typed draft.
First line: Miami shirts, mumus like a garden
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8/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.157 | "In a Country Churchyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You little diggers and birds, things
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8/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.158 | "Optimists Mirror In a Country Church
Yard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A strange mirror was on our wall
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8/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain moves in on Alaska, Juneau to Kotzebue
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8/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cool air waits at the door and leans in
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8/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.161 | "Things Are Talking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the class was walking words
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8/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Autumn will give you a call. That air
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8/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.161 | "Learning Your Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One ocean is enough. It poses and comes
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8/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are approaching that place in the sky
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8/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.163 | "Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joanna had no story, and when the sun
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8/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.164 | "prose poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: With others...
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8/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the leaves on that plant on the coffee table
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8/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.166 | "First Hearing the Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father said, Listen. And silence, that subtle
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7/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.167 | "Living Far Enough Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the shop in my brain where everything happens
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7/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.167 | "Hearing the Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quick as water all my memory
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7/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.168 | "Living Far Enough Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to be there, when something happens, thats
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7/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.169 | "Brother Fire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It took years. At first a gust
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.170 | "World, Getting Old"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you noticed the world lately?- how it
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7/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.171 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday Russ...
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7/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.172 | "What They Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They thought the earth was only space
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7/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is anthropology when we meet, baboons
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7/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.174 | "Kluane Lake Why I Am Happy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now has come, that easy moment for saving
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7/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.175 | "Twice-Born"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of us lost but still walking, we came to this place
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7/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.176 | "Owning an Opinion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My opinion is light. It skips, and often
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7/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.177 | "Owning an Opinion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever happens, it swings in an arc: someone
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7/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.178 | "Why I Am Happy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard it last year all summer at the shore, and laughed
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7/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.179 | "Owning an Opinion"
Typed draft.
First line: My opinion is light. It skips and often
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7/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.180 | "Second Chance"
Typed draft.
First line: It all dissolved this time and came back
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.181 | "Day in Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Cowbird, someone said. I was
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.182 | "Mothers Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Peg said, This one, and we bought it
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.183 | "Remembering Brother Bob"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell me, you years I had for my life
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every ant gives a desperate
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8/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A storm began to speak. Some wind
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8/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little sun, a lot of shade, miles of tentative
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8/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I blame the world that it has forgotten a ridge
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8/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of them sailed little arcs above the meadow
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8/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.187 | "In the Kremlin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alive again, hiding how it is
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8/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away like early times, Tombstone Prairie
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8/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.188 | "Labor Day To Recite Every Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This bread is rye. Many places
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8/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.189 | "In the Kremlin"
Typed draft.
First line: Alive again, hiding how it is
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8/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.190 | "Labor Day To Recite Every Day"
Typed draft.
First line: This bread is rye: many places
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8/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you knew enough no tree could
|
7/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.192 | "Class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats worth writing about?
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7/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.192v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people want
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7/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their way turned when mine went
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7/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.193v | "Part of What the War Was About"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Porcelain flowers and leaves wrapped
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7/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you had, when it was cold or the world
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7/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saints and angels on the wall waiting for
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7/31/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.196v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Would you be afraid? Yes
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7/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You, a lingering echo of those you
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7/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone comes forward, not identified, not
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7/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.199 | "Nils"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wonder sometimes: be a leaf
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7/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.200 | "In the Old House"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside our Victrola a tin voice, faint
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8/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.200 | "Interrupting the President"
Typed draft.
First line: He leans away and I know Ive made
|
8/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere, in slant light, maybe too young
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7/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.202 | "Second Chance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It all dissolved this time and came back
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7/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of you deserve of me a certain
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7/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time you will be walking a road
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7/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.204 | "Why I Am Happy"
Typed draft.
First line: Now has come, an easy time. I let it
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7/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.205 | "All the Time Anticipating"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Keeping your word is like putting
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.206 | "What It Means"
Typed draft.
First line: You will glance out of a window
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10/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.206 | "Distractions"
Typed draft.
First line: At a recycling center at the edge
|
10/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.207 | "Salt Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world went by. It missed the secret
|
6/3/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.208 | "Salt Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: There is a place to go, deep in the country
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6/3/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.209 | "Pinon Jay Getting Old"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that empty country beyond the Cascades
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6/1/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.210 | "Day by Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would think your hand would find
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6/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.211 | "Day by Day"
Typed draft.
First line: You would think your hand would find
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6/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.212 | "Poking Around in the Junipers Crowfoot Belin
on the Tomtom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A stroke on the air dawn
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6/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.212 | "The Only Place Left"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water came higher and higher
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6/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.213 | "prose piece"
Typed draft.
First line: DearIt occurred to me...
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6/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.214 | "Thinking about the Stupid Natives by Seymour
Leaky"
Typed draft.
First line: You find relics they left, sorry
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.215 | "Poking Around in the Junipers by Crowfoot
Belin on the Tomtom"
Typed draft.
First line: A stroke on the air dawn
|
6/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.216 | "Nils"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We two sang. The land said Green.
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6/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.217 | "What You Need"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You need some sky, some trees, a
|
6/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.218 | "Part of What the War Was About"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Porcelain flowers and leaves wrapped
|
7/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.219 | "What You Need"
Typed draft.
First line: You need some sky, some trees, a
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6/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.219 | "Nils Laszlo"
Typed draft.
First line: We two sang. The land said. Green.
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6/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.220 | "Once They Thought Earth What They
Thought"
Typed draft.
First line: Once they thought Earth was only
|
7/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.221 | "World, Getting Old"
Typed draft.
First line: Have you noticed the world lately? How it
|
7/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.222 | "Day by Day"
Typed draft.
First line: You would think your hand would feel
|
6/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.223 | "Day by Day"
Typed draft.
First line: You would think a hand would find
|
6/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.224 | "Remembering Brother Bob"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell me, you years I had for my life
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.225 | "Waiting in Line"
Typed draft.
First line: You the very old, I have come
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any tree is a pressure against the past
|
6/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.227 | "Thought Makes All Things Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thoughts have a sun inside them, their cause
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6/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What a song says looks around
|
6/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light almost as air, leaves wait
|
6/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What can come down from the longest
|
6/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From an open dock where I lay in the sun
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6/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.230 | "Traveling on a Jet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the way, that was Mount Everest we passed
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6/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.231 | "Rich Gift of Being Ignored"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caribou dont miss you; the wolf knows / In the church wall big
sections of mosaic glass
|
6/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.232 | "Making It Makes All Things
Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thoughts have a sun inside them, their cause
|
6/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.233 | "It Thought Makes All Things
Happen"
Typed draft.
First line: Thought has a sun inside it, its cause
|
6/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.234 | "Waiting for the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When being sorry was enough
|
6/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shadows along the street are mine
|
6/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.234v | "Evensong"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I woke up and found a day
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.234v | "On the Road"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Running [list of 10 poems on running]
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.235 | "Evensong"
Typed draft.
First line: When I woke up and found a day
|
6/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.236 | "Rich Gift of Being Ignored"
Typed draft.
First line: Caribou dont miss you; the wolf knows
|
6/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.237 | "Taking Pictures"
Typed draft.
First line: If they have this world again, or think it
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.238 | "letter concerning manuscripts"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear ----
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How silent the sun is - you can
|
6/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She is the word love translated
|
7/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.240 | "Waiting in Line"
Typed draft.
First line: You the very old, I have come
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.241 | "Waiting in Line"
Typed draft.
First line: Inherited all this, even the bereavement
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.242 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some dust is better than other dust
|
6/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.243 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: No letting them know what the mountain has told you
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.244 | "Expression"
Typed draft.
First line: Whe you look do you let very old light have
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.245 | "Camping"
Typed draft.
First line: We get ready. We escape from our friends
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not letting them know what the mountain has told you
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6/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.247 | "Thinking primitive thoughts Waiting in
LIne"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You the very old, I have come
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6/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.248 | "Waiting in Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...inherited this, even the breavement
|
6/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light is how I see the dark. Dark
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6/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.250 | "Late Guest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I guess I thought it was music - it was
|
6/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.250 | "Saving Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In shabby boxes in the attic I have
|
6/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.251 | "Saving Things"
Typed draft.
First line: In shabby boxes in the attic I have
|
6/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.252 | "Just to Say It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A crack begins in a dam. Thousands
|
6/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again, have hidden powers touched
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6/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you are far enough away you might
|
6/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.255 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: From ignorance a great volcano came
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.256 | "Invocation to Language"
Typed draft.
First line: Nights in the woods, cold, we
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.256 | "Commencement"
Typed draft.
First line: Here on this day, with whatever
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.257 | "Strange World"
Typed draft.
First line: You breathe onto cold glass and then clear it away
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6/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.258 | "Strange World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who knows - you might be out on a lake
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6/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.259 | "Goodby from St Helens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The earth sleeps, but it is alive
|
6/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.260 | "Taking Pictures"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If they have the world again, orr think it
|
6/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out here in the sun where I do my breathing
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6/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.261 | "Lifes a Game"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lifes a game you were given to play
|
6/4/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.262 | "How It Really Is"
Typed draft.
First line: Neutral minutes are flooding their unobserved way
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6/4/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.263 | "How It Really Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Neatral minutes are flooding their unobserved way
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6/4/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Swung here, a fir family clings. Tough people
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6/7/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.263 | "Other Ocean"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can we cross a line made before us?
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6/8/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn toward a window. But that isnt
|
6/7/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It burns a little out the side. It jumps
|
6/5/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of what you say, the river already said
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6/5/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a few days every summer that opens,
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6/6/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An easy climb, its tomorrow, someone asks you
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6/2/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.268 | "It Still Happens You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You make me walk my town - its terrible
|
6/2/1981 |
Box: 23 | 80.269 | "Invoking Words Invocation to
Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those nights in the woods, cold, we
|
5/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.270 | "Making Best Use of a Workshop"
Typed draft.
First line: Please write notes...
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.271 | "Same Old Character"
Typed draft.
First line: Howdy, Im the rain
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.272 | "Outside of Anchorage"
Typed draft.
First line: They were little nartrow trees
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.273 | "Outside of Anchorage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our world is a concert: we never pass
|
5/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.273 | "Same Old Character"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you run away through the rain
|
5/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You get up and invent your life
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5/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.274 | "Listening Deep"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came to me that a river is flowing
|
5/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A crow went to sleep. Its dream fanned out
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5/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.275v | "Scenes of "
Handwritten draft.
First line: First they show a lake, from right down
|
5/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.276 | "Why I Say Adios different poem from 5/7/80
version"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was dark by the time we finished
|
5/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.276 | "Carrying the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lift your world this morning. Carry it
|
5/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.277 | "Why I Say Adios"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saved - like a wrist action at the last - I sling
|
5/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You thought there would be a person
|
5/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.279 | "Dear Marvin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I merge with your message Wherever
|
5/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.280 | "Dear Marvin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We listen for gold; the dogs hear silver
|
5/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.280 | "Dear Marvin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They dont come from here. No eyes
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5/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they open tomorrow our whole state
|
5/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is today, a part of always. I am
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5/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now listen, Jehovah: there are
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5/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.284 | "Archetypes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That summer we lived in a tree - two
|
5/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.285 | "Smuggling the Names"
Typed draft.
First line: I have a need: in my talk
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.286 | "Then"
Typed draft.
First line: There will be a room. I will be
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whales came up, great, gray
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5/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.287 | "Accepting What Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a mirror so deep its forever I see
|
5/30/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.288 | "Accepting What Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: In a mirror so deep its forever I see
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.289 | "Accepting What Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: In a mirror so deep its forever I see
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where no light, there darkness where
|
5/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its today, that never should have come
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5/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.291 | "Outside of Fairbanks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were some little narrow trees
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5/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.292 | "Commencement"
Typed draft.
First line: ...back of those days a bigger world moves
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.293 | "Hearing a Great Horned Owl"
Typed draft.
First line: Over a large, dark opening, out of
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.294 | "Happy Go Lucky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you are struck by lightning
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5/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.294 | "Poems Faintly Political
Expression"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Threads of your sight, carefully
|
5/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.295 | "Intermittent Universe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That long spark of time, the whole
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5/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One long gush of air held our town up
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5/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.296 | "PLaying the Game Thinking About the
Natives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You find relics they left, sorry
|
5/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.297 | "Expression"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...I want your glance to waver
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5/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.298 | "Camping"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away to our right in the big circle
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5/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I become real when the closeness leans
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5/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.299 | "Rod Kilmer Soap Opera"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I feel too much I cannot say
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5/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people have studied how far
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5/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.300 | "Little Compositions Exercises for the Left
Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they play the world again Hitler
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5/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.301 | "Little Compositions Exercises for the Left
Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a soccer match the crowd
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5/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.302 | "Life in the Fashion Pages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Secure in myself, dressed right
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5/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.303 | "Living Out Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out here, I have missed many advantages
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5/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.304 | "Ending in Silence: a Soap Opera by Rod
Kilmer"
Typed draft.
First line: What I feel too much, I cannot say
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5/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.305 | "Exercises Little Compositions for the Left
Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: In acres of silence a little bird was
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5/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.306 | "Living Out Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Out here, I have missed many advantages
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5/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.307 | "Life in the Fashion Pages"
Typed draft.
First line: Secure in myself, dressed right
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5/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.308 | "This Morning Thoughts Out Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fence posts went away in the mist. After
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5/31/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.309 | "This Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: Fence posts went away in the mist. After
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5/31/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.310 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A seismograph...
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5/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Invisible zeppelins move eastward all day
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5/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the road came near a cottonwood grove
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5/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.312 | "Late Guest"
Typed draft.
First line: I guess I thought it was musicthat sound
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These lines God thought of, through
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5/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From ignorance a great volcano came
|
5/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.314 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the desert once I fell and felt
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.315 | "Why I Am Happy"
Typed draft.
First line: Now has come, this easy time for saving
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7/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.316 | "Smuggling the Names"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have a need: in my talk
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4/29/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.317 | "Relay Little Rooms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Darkness came while I was high in the oak
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4/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father held me and let me watch
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4/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old guy next door comes
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4/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals the world sent into the wilderness
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4/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.321 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever you bump into, theres a reason, and
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4/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.321 | "Yellow Cars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the cars are yellow, that go
|
4/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.322 | "Big Schoolhouse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The new world they find in the morning
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7/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.322 | "Talking to Students"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Observing their silence, I bend over my desk
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7/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.323 | "Merry Go Round"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe someone likes you
|
4/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.324 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robert Scheible...
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4/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.325 | "Why It Is All Right"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My career is to manage you
|
4/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.325 | "Grain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In boards, are the light lines summer, the dark
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4/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.325v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was our luck, what didnt
|
4/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.326 | "Ordinary People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There they are, themselves - anyone
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4/19/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I think of what didnt happen
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4/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.327v | "Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There will be a room. I will be
|
4/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.328 | "page of 8 notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry....
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4/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.329 | "By a River in Osage Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They called it Neosho, meaning
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4/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the first place, no, it did not happen
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4/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As a thin cloud blends all the wide blue
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4/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.332 | "Relay Little rooms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was high in the oak, and secure - big branches
|
4/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.332v | "For My Party the Rain (epigraph to
SCBT)"
Typed draft.
First line: You again, raindrop
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont send me anything. When we pass
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3/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.333 | "Returns"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This thread I follow came one day
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3/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.334 | "After Spring Pruning Little
Rooms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I rocked high in the oak - secure on big branches
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4/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.335 | "Our Volcano Marry Go Round"
Typed draft.
First line: Shes getting ready to blow - shivers
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.336 | "Not Saying Anything"
Typed draft.
First line: A big limb falls and the tree
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.337 | "Hitting Your Head on the
Pavement"
Typed draft.
First line: Rock against bone, bone against cold
|
1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All earth , arrangements, weather, air
|
3/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.339 | "Ways to Get There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through this day we tunnel into tomorrow
|
3/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.339 | "Confrontation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They ask, but why should you answer?
|
3/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.340 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With prehensile thought you form a dream
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3/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.340 | "At the Reunion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By looking at a strangers face I made
|
3/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.341 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning robins discover the world again
|
3/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.341 | "The Voters Late Returns "
Handwritten draft.
First line: My vote floats awhile, turns aside
|
3/11/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.342 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A truck slams past the neighborhood. Air
|
3/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.342 | "How It Is "
Handwritten draft.
First line: One clear small gaze found my face. It was
|
3/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.343 | "Last Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you know something is strange, you know
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3/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.344 | "Last Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is cold and the horses breathe white. It is
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3/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.345 | "Things the Wind Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly the wind wont say. What is carries
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3/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.345 | "Things the Wind Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything still should move
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4/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.346 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound began in my ear, maybe
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3/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.347 | "Things I Learned Last Week"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They stuck a pin in the map right
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3/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.347 | "Anyone Can"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can go out and call. Your voice
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3/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.348 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That pattern outside will connect
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3/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.348 | "Special copyright Notice for the Critics of
This Book "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember - no conclusions may be
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3/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.348v | "Anagrams"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little pieces you pick up
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2/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.348v | "Things I Have Learned This Last
Week"
Handwritten draft.
First line: loves poetry and educating the young
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2/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.349 | "Prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun is...
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2/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.350 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the long channel a whisper
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2/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.350 | "Words to Keep Off the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you say wont stop the rain
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2/25/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.351 | "Things I Learned Last Week"
Typed draft.
First line: Ants, when they meet each other
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2/28/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.352 | "Optimism "
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you can make with a knife
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2/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You notice how often they pretend: This is
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2/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every still juniper discovers its way
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2/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.353 | "Testing, Testing, Not Being Lost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever it is, you hear it, a hum
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2/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.354 | "Passing a Test a Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: A house in the country holds a spirit
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.355 | "Returns"
Typed draft.
First line: This thread I follow come one day
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3/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.356 | "Last Things"
Typed draft.
First line: It is cold and the horses breathe white. It is
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3/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.357 | "At the Reunion"
Typed draft.
First line: By looking at a strangers face I made
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3/12/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.358 | "Testing, Testing, Not Being Lost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And Im off questing again, hearing
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2/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take any storm. Theres a reason for everything
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2/23/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then, rescued, fed, asked
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2/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.360 | "Crossing Northern Minnesota in
January"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is left will wait here
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2/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear night, rain patter, openings
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2/17/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other days and other people
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2/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the people disappeared
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2/15/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.362 | "Passing a Test a Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A house in the country holds a spirit
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2/16/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.363 | "Its All Right Sometimes "
Handwritten draft.
First line: It goes away. You can look again
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2/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thin air of early morning finds
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2/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.364 | "Starting the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside my hood cold mornings
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2/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The school ground, from our big tree
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2/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.366 | "Hearing a Great Horned Owl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees that belong together, back
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2/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the language true forever beyond what anyone
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1/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.367v | "Help from History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please help me know how it happened
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.368 | "Prayer Word"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The island you are on is ice
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1/8/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.369 | "Help from History"
Typed draft.
First line: Please help me know how it happened
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1/14/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.370 | "Accepting It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many dreams. You dream fast, when
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1/21/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.371 | "Big Wave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Windows of my sould, bring me that big wave
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1/9/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.372 | "Learning, Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were singing one day about justice
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1/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.373 | "Big School"
Typed draft.
First line: Will you be afraid when miles of sagebrush
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1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.374 | "From Our Balloon Over the
Provinces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A road in the sand hills went off
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1/22/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.374v | "Sensitive Chaos"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our lake respondsa wind, a moon
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1/20/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.375 | "Big School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will you be afraid when miles of sagebrush
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1/24/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.376 | "Hello"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People around you saying hello, hello
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1/27/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.377 | "Starting the Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside my hood cold mornings
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2/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.378 | "Its All Right Sometimes"
Typed draft.
First line: It goes away. You can look again
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2/4/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.379 | "Not Saying Anything xerox copy of
page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the big limb falls and the tree
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1/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.380 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was the contour of a sound, back of
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1/18/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.381 | "Anyones Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first light a high, thin sound we cant
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1/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.382 | "You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear strange opinions. They indicate
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1/5/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.383 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You find a place in the rocks, out of
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1/6/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.384 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I would lean like this, trying for more
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1/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.385 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careless, committed, friendly, our dog
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1/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.385 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light fell across my hand. Rescue had come
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1/3/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.386 | "Remembering the 1950s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is easy to say it is not the same
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1/2/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.387 | "Remembering the 1950s"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is easy to say today Its not the same.
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1/1/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If one of us could meet where the crossbeams
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1/31/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.389 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A curtain pulled, this day awake
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1/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.389 | "Dorothy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: January jogs by slow
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1/7/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you open your eyes it is
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1/26/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.391 | "Scenes of Rain in the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: First they show a lake, from right down
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5/10/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.392 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A group of trees came through the forest
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5/13/1980 |
Box: 23 | 80.392 | "Commencement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here on this page, with whatever
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5/13/1980 |
Box: 24 | 81.1 | "You Dont Know the End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even as you die, a part of the world
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12/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.2 | "Hearing Wind at Night"
Typed draft.
First line: We live in that sky where - almost found once
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.3 | "Someone, Somewhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Not you, standing with your host by a window talking
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.4 | "Owyhee Canyon"
Typed draft.
First line: After we climbed out of the whirlpool, survivors
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.5 | "That Time of Year Chronicles of Time
3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weeks pass, all snowy days. Birds huddle
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12/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.5 | "Relative Trouble Chronicles of Time
2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They fade. They arent true any more. All
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12/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.6 | "Remarkable Events Chronicles of Time
1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tunnel of our century goes through here
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12/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe you choose, and then time begins to deny
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12/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.7 | "What Art Cant Depict: Outside
Calgary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This hesitation, this imperfect Indian, and
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12/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.8 | "Owyhee Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we climbed out of the water, survivors
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12/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.8 | "Someone, Somewhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not you, standing there with a host by a window talking
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12/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big, heavy clouds come serious east
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12/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Above our city, but not so high as God
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12/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.10 | "Realest Thing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now comes the strange part, a morning
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12/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.11 | "Going for a Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees and rocks are so physical, and
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12/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.11 | "Learning Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days lift; they cross and go down. Weeks
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12/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.12 | "Even in the Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know how willow is. Well
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12/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.13 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: A group...
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11/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At intervals, back in little valleys, fog patches
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12/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.15 | "Emily"
Typed draft.
First line: Monuments last too long - her voice
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.16 | "Emily"
Typed draft.
First line: Monuments last too long - her voice
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.17 | "Emily"
Typed draft.
First line: Monuments last too long - her voice
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.18 | "Emily"
Typed draft.
First line: Monuments last too long - her voice
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.19 | "Emily"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Monuments last too long - her voice
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.20 | "Course in Creative Writing with Friends One
Afternoon / New Friends on Las Cumbres Naomis Writing Conference, San Jose
/ At the Clarks Mountain Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone like this, found by time, your hold
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.21 | "Phenomena"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A big horse down from the ranch came late
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12/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.21 | "You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hear a sound like someone elses heart
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12/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On that day no night will come, or shadow
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12/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cars churn by in the snowy night
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12/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.23 | "Scenes (contd.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through slits in your eyes you give jade
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12/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.23 | "In That Fine Heaven Vinita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that fine heaven where the stars
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12/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.24 | "After an Accident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was cold that day I fell. For a long time
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12/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.25 | "Birthday Gift - 1916"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees rings of that year are wide. Count back
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.26 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When will you be home?
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12/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls when they fly find their part of the wind
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12/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.28 | "Someones Cave I Think About"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A road that isnt straight goes up
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12/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter comes too often, its breath
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1/8/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.29 | "Real Places Being Alive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life makes the world real - it was a rumor
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1/9/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.30 | "Sour Fruit, Thats the Way the World Is,
Lemon Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How promotions people like to work? - with
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.31 | "Loyalty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people are so heartless that when they
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12/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.31 | "New Times, New People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Soon when a year dies they will care for it
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12/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.32 | "New Times, New People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These people need what time passing gives:
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12/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.33 | "Every Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They told me, but they told me wrong
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12/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.34 | "Every Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time looks out of a rock, then closes
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12/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.35 | "Why It Is Dark in Church / Scenes in
Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every April a piercing call from the woods
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12/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In another place when a sound comes, out
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11/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.37 | "So What?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the things I do, othere consider
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11/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.38 | "Facing Outward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things by saying you have them,
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11/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.38 | "Bird Count"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Choose a day: Whatever birds come
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11/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.39 | "At the Clarks Mountain Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Found by time, alone like this, we have come
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.40 | "Considering My Face Met in an Alley
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eyes were not the same, one
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.41 | "108 East Nineteenth"
Typed draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.42 | "108 East Nineteenth Street xerox"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.43 | "108 East Nineteenth Street xerox"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.44 | "108 East Nineteenth Street xerox"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, where you fell, where you
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.45 | "108 East Nineteenth Street xerox"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I guide my hand
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4/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.46 | "For a Daughter Gone Away"
Typed draft.
First line: When they shook the box, and poured out its chances,
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.47 | "Kluane Lake (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A chunk of cold fell here, stayed
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.47 | "Living Space (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rival trees crave the sun. For trees, they move
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.48 | "(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am waiting, a blue spring day by Kluane
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.49 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heres a show
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.50 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The neighborhood with trees growing and
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6/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.50 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way someone turns to listen means
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6/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.51 | "Calling to Arms at the End For a Daughter
Gone Away, first draft (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tired legs know the pioneers, and my eyes
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6/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.51 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, running alone in winter before dawn heas come
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6/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.52 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: When they shook the box, and poured out its chances
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.53 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: When they shook the box and poured out its chances
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.54 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: It was always a show, life was, dress, manners
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.55 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now running alone in winter before dawn has come
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.56 | "Listening Around"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone to Willow
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11/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.56v | "Watching Aunt Helen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Her eyes came alive yesterdayit was from
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11/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say we are souls, what looks out of our eyes
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11/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone sang a note. It echoed from brick walls
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11/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.59 | "Farewell Bend"
Typed draft.
First line: From this place of our anger, from these
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11/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.60 | "Farewell Bend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before it was taken we gave our hope away
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11/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.61 | "One Way"
Typed draft.
First line: In the night make a fire somewhere out of the wind
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11/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.61 | "Getting from Here to There"
Typed draft.
First line: For you, page, this pen
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11/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.62 | "Getting from Here to There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For you, page, this pen
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11/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.62 | "How to Be Saved One Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night make a fire somewhere out of the wind
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11/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.63 | "Have You Noticed"
Typed draft.
First line: When wind comes a gull lifts a wing
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11/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.64 | "Have You Noticed?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They sent all the birds to look, but they
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11/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.65 | "Professionals"
Typed draft.
First line: It seemed like serious, but we werent hungry
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.66 | "Listening Around"
Typed draft.
First line: Anyone to Willow
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11/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.67 | "Watching Aunt Helen"
Typed draft.
First line: Her eyes came alive yesterdayit was from
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11/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.68 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: If youre a leaf you hardly care
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They walk around in jungles, padding their feet
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11/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.69 | "Being Snubbed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People youd meet, youd meet Michael, say
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11/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost where space was, they became their own
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11/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.71 | "Trusting Each Other"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could crawl where a ditch
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11/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.71 | "Trusting Each Other"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never, or tomorrow, someone will climb
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11/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.72 | "Dancing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the treetops, the very ends that float
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12/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.72v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The heavy fact of the world as it is
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12/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.72v | "Cannon Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faces move and peer out of different
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12/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.73 | "Loyalty"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people are so heartless
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12/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.74 | "Loyalty"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people are so heartless, they dislike
|
12/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.75 | "Trusting Each Other"
Typed draft.
First line: Even at the height of the storm we crawled
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.76 | "Trusting Each Other"
Typed draft.
First line: Even at the height of the storm we could crawl
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.77 | "New Year, New People"
Typed draft.
First line: Soon, when the year dies, they will care for it
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12/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.78 | "Cannon Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Faces appear and peer out of different
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12/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.79 | "Dancing"
Typed draft.
First line: Even the treetops, the very ends that float
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12/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.80 | "Hearing Wind at Night"
Typed draft.
First line: We live in that sky where, almost found once
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.81 | "Hearing Wind at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Almost found, but inside the earth now
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12/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.82 | "You Dont Know the End"
Typed draft.
First line: Even as you die, a part of the world
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12/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in the slow lane, late but
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11/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.84 | "Sharing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scared, held prisoner, starved, unable to see
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11/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.85 | "Dirt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Taste the kingdom inside the bread. Gnaw
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11/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.86 | "Next of Kin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say the death car was dark and silent
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11/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.87 | "Any Night Someone You Dont Know
"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking into the hall, not pressing, never
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12/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.88 | "So What? "
Typed draft.
First line: Some of the things I do, others consider quaint:
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11/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.88 | "Seeing an Old Snapshot"
Typed draft.
First line: We will be different people when yesterday comes
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11/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.89 | "Any Night Something you Dont
Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking into the hall, not pressingnever pressing
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12/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.90 | "Seeing an Old Snapshot"
Typed draft.
First line: We will be different people when yesterday comes
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11/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.91 | "For the Chair Distribution to Any Committee
Im On "
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you value my opinion, please be
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10/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.92 | "For the Chair of Any Committee Im
On"
Typed draft.
First line: If you value my opinion, please be
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10/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.93 | "News in Our Town "
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a dim corner where a cedar
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10/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.93 | "Postcards From Abroad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats always me, there in the foreground
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10/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.94 | "Early Waking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across an easy field, rolling and small
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10/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.95 | "They Telling Them Off"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a wilderness of shade one
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10/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in the flames it is all new
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10/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.97 | "Memorial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Nagasaki they have a little room
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10/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.98 | "Waiting All The Time Sometimes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside your hands when you clasp them while waiting
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10/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.99 | "On Duty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You give what youve come to give
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10/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.100 | "Memorial"
Typed draft.
First line: In Nagasaki they have built a little room
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10/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.101 | "Postcards from Abroad"
Typed draft.
First line: Thats always me, vague in the foregound,
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10/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.101 | "News in Our Town"
Typed draft.
First line: At a dim corner where a cedar
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10/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.102 | "On Duty"
Typed draft.
First line: You give what youve come to give
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10/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.102 | "Waiting All The Time Sometimes"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside your hands when you clasp them while waiting
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10/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.103 | "October December"
Typed draft.
First line: Now it is still in the woods, the way
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.104 | "Letting Your Mind Pull Clear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starsthey are not slow, but far
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10/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.105 | "So"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So it will come back. But in that strange
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10/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.105 | "Dedication: For Everyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I only say it. Everyone acts it out
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10/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.106 | "Page of Prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clear, moon . . .
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10/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.107 | "Any Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is only a thin wall, then the stars
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10/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.108 | "October December / Any Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now it is still in the woods, the way
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10/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.109 | "Clouds and Faces "
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day the world became what it is, with people in it
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10/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.110 | "Sparkle Depends on Flaws in the
Diamond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wood that can learn is no good for a bow
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10/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.111 | "Clouds and Faces"
Typed draft.
First line: One day the world bacame what it is, with people
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10/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.112 | "Sparkle Depends on Flaws in the
Diamond"
Typed draft.
First line: Wood that can learn is no good for a bow
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10/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light on a mountain we forgot
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11/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.114 | "Watching Aunt Helen"
Typed draft.
First line: Her eyes came alive yesterdayit was from
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11/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.115 | "Professionals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seemed like serious, but we werent hungry
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10/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.116 | "For Someone Who Said Boo to Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the good times come: if you can get scared enough
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10/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If youre a leaf you hardly care
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10/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are afraid when they tell blizzard
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10/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.118 | "Things Talking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the bridge heard the runaway coming
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10/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.119 | "Evenings"
Typed draft.
First line: Calling the animals back home
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.120 | "Serious Things"
Typed draft.
First line: I dont care for those who dont care for me
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.121 | "Serious Things"
Typed draft.
First line: I dont care for those who dont care for me
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willow follows water. Cedar has
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10/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.123 | "Becoming Learning to Be a Person"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hit a few times, you learn; held
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10/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.123v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A great heavy bird lifted from a crag
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10/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best face to put upon them
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10/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let rain find indoors. Dry, within
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1/23/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.125v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time in the years, and maybe soon
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2/3/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter accompaniment birdsong cottonwood
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2/3/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new kind of bird after the next war
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2/3/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.126v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow brings it own braille, a touch
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2/3/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life, partly taken away, still has
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2/4/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fear by a lake, you lose that coziness
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10/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yellow leaves on the ash, then
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10/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.130 | "Facing Outward"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things, if you say you have them
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11/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.130 | "Bird Count"
Typed draft.
First line: Choose a day: whatever birds come
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11/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.131 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Scripture....
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10/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.132 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the roar of waters along Canyon Creek
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.133 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We used to wander looking for a place
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10/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to travel
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10/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the roar of waters along Canyon Creek a little bird
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10/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.136 | "Not Being Lost"
Typed draft.
First line: Away in the night sky...
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10/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.136 | "Dedication: For Everyone"
Typed draft.
First line: I only say these. Everyone acts them out
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10/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, it was a long time, steady and strong
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10/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.138 | "Any Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Tonight, if you hear the wind, if it is cold
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.139 | "So"
Typed draft.
First line: So it will come back. But in that strange
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10/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.140 | "Serious Things"
Typed draft.
First line: I dont care for those who dont care for me
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10/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.141 | "Serious Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont care for those who dont care for me
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10/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.142 | "My Day Hours in the City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The blade that rides between sooner and later
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10/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.142 | "Serious Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When others went home at the end of the day
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10/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.143 | "My Hours in the City"
Typed draft.
First line: An earnest young man speaking from the depths
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10/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.144 | "Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calling the animals back home
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10/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.145 | "Fittest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When infants die, the ones who carry
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9/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.146 | "Fittest"
Typed draft.
First line: When infants die, the ones who carry
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9/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.147 | "Protected Lives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ever get here to our place
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9/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.148 | "Archives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A shell washed up from the deep
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9/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.149 | "It Is Nothing"
Typed draft.
First line: From beyond a wall came a voice, Lazarus
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.150 | "Stone, Paper, Scissors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You put your hand on stone, for the coolness there
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9/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every time something is true, many more
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9/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An old dog wheezed by - far off, the sound
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9/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those poplars lifted in moonlight, breathless
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9/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the hills were doing, there at the last, was rest
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9/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place on the floor outside the main group at a party
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9/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.155 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You ask yourself..
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9/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You may be sure no mountain
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9/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Interested in what the world makes of my experience
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9/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.157 | "Odysseus Talks About Paths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A path in my haed makes me question
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9/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.157v | "Gethsemane Manor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, at the last, trying to explain
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9/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.158 | "cf. Gethsemane Manor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Write me a letter some time. Let those
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9/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.159 | "Triage"
Typed draft.
First line: It stretches around you, rabbits
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.160 | "Gethsemane Manor"
Typed draft.
First line: This is my hand, Mom, pressing your hand
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9/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.161 | "It Is Nothing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From beyond a wall there was a voice. It was Lazarus
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9/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.162 | "Protected Lives"
Typed draft.
First line: Is it true the trees walk, over there? - banyans, theyre
called
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9/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.163 | "Early Waking"
Typed draft.
First line: Across an easy field, rolling and small
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10/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.164 | "They Telling Them Off"
Typed draft.
First line: In their view, what you carry is carrying you
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10/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.165 | "page of notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Drove from Lake Oswego ...
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9/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.165 | "In the Presence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter lives here. Cold waits. It leans
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9/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.165v | "Watchers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Students own a campus for awhile. They
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9/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over there in the mountains nobody
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9/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.166v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are ways other than these
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9/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.166v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear the sounds outside? No
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9/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the mountains a silent alarm begins
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9/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.168 | "Theres a thing That Happens How to Regain
Your Soul"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt make any difference who you are
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9/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.169 | "Dear Sky"
Typed draft.
First line: This note is to explain...
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9/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.170 | "Dear Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This note is to expain after my death
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9/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was cold and still dark. Stars had found
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9/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Dream - a song
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9/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.172v | "Sleeping Toward Heaven"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wish that I had been one of the seven sleepers of Ephesus
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9/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.173 | "Coyote Oratorio"
Typed draft.
First line: We tell you, its cold. There are stars
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.173 | "Playing Old Folks"
Typed draft.
First line: You watch a cloud as day is ending. Cold
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.174 | "Playing Old Folks"
Typed draft.
First line: Yes. You see that. Sure, its gray everywhere
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.175 | "Strange Things"
Typed draft.
First line: You always knew this - that maybe you did not
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.175 | "What Carries You"
Typed draft.
First line: It is the being born into everything else
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.176 | "Fade In"
Typed draft.
First line: A tongue drum is talking. Eight people surround it
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.177 | "For the Barn at Bread Loaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught in a cloud this morning, this barn
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.178 | "For a Stranger Who Neglected Neighbor with a
Resentful Spouse to Share an Umbrella with Me Years Ago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For all those years, you get this
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.179 | "August 1981 Leaving a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we all leave here tomorrow
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.180 | "Farewell at a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As you go out, notice the barrel by the door
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.181 | "At the Robert Frost Memorial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stand on marble here, the way he stood
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something begins. Maybe its the way
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9/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One leaf at firstthe whole smooth lawn
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9/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now, you have a way of agreeing
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9/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.185 | "Every Week"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being dark, you wait, being still
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9/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From out in space my anger, fervor
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9/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.186 | "Ceremony: Doing the Needful"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carrying you, a little model painted and dressed
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9/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She gives the great gesture of letting
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9/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.188 | "Triage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It stretches out around you - there were the rabbits
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9/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On earth by chance came someone
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8/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.189v | "At the Robert Frost Memorial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk on marble here. Where trees
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8/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.190 | "Chair in the Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time of year the North goes by, bird by bird, all day. By
night
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8/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.190v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A great still arched gray sky
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8/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.191 | "For a Stranger Who Neglected Neighbor with a
Resentful Spouse to Share an Umbrella with Me Years Ago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For all those years, you get this
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8/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.191v | "For the Barn at Bread Loaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught in a cloud this morning, this barn
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8/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.191v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will you help me, yesterday?
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8/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.192 | "Notes from Bread Loaf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain - hard - all night
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8/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.192v | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes up out of the ocean
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8/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.193 | "Reading a Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We cared who sang. They told us truth, yes
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8/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.193v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We let the river run and the mountain
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8/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.194 | "Leaving a Writers Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we leave here tomorrow
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8/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.195 | "Leaving a Writers Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we all leave here tomorrow
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8/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.195v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you had to you could probably break
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8/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.196 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes up out of the ocean
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8/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.197 | "At the Robert Frost Memorial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stand on marble here, the way he stood
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8/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.198 | "That Lake in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never quite quiet, it accepted whatever came
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9/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.199 | "What Its Like"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a way its a cocoonyou are
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8/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the time when no one breathed, when stones had souls
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8/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.201 | "Notes for Segues Introduction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bell-Stafford Annie-Over book
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8/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She followed the pictures of gulls painted
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8/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.203 | "Strange Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You always knew that maybe you did not
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8/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.204 | "What Carries You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back of me they are talking. They are sorry
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8/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.205 | "Coyote Oratorio"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tell you, its cold. There are stars
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8/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.206 | "Playing Old Folks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You watch a cloud as day is ending. Cold
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8/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.207 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Someone had a gun...
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8/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If called, dont answer. Thats another world
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8/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thin as a window, clear, water falls and is history
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8/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.210 | "Ceremony: Doing the Needful"
Typed draft.
First line: Carrying you, a little model carefully dressed
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9/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.211 | "How to Be Born Again Regain Your
Soul"
Typed draft.
First line: Come down Canyon Creek trail on a summer afternoon
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9/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.212 | "Notes from Port Townsend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 1st workshop session...
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7/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.213 | "Abandoned Farm in the Jefferson
County"
Handwritten draft.
First line: None of them ever came back
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7/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.214 | "Textures"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dwell of a sound for awhile
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7/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.215 | "Vacationing at a Resort"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you wear blue and if a bird
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7/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.215v | "Cloud Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people do, you know, read it: That one
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7/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are waves, yes. And clouds move - weather
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7/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.216v | "Appropriate Remarks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you thanks the waitress at Petes Diner
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7/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.217 | "William Stafford Preserving the
Present"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully unpreserved, our town demonstrates
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7/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.217v | "How to Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over in Scotland
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7/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.218v | "Cliff Trail"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are the places where stones make you
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7/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there any reason to be either
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7/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.219 | "Objector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In line at lunch they cross their fork and spoon
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7/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.220 | "Note for James Heynen on His Birthday at a
Writers Conference, July 1981"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each year Earth gives us, we should thank it for
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7/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.220v | "Dropout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gechter, Stotts, and the rest who ganged
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7/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You countrys people, freed and taught
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7/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.221v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They called the boats in today, hoarse foghorn
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7/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you have to think, and you do
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7/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.222 | "Mentioning a Fact"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere in space a world springs up
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7/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.222v | "Farewell after a Craft Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As you go out, notice the barrel by the door
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7/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.223 | "Taking Part in an Eclipse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our shadow, Earth, traversed the moon
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7/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once the rains came, no road remained
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7/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.225 | "Old Man on Main Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years later, you look at your hands
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7/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its cold, you know. But not just cold. Being north
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7/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.226 | "Tripping the Night-Wire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coils of night-wire tremble, and you know
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7/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.226v | "Craft Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dwell of a sound
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.227 | "1080"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ten-Eighty, they say it, when they call
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7/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Angie was afraid she would miss in late summer
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7/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.228 | "1080"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ten-eighty, they say it and I kill so well
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7/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.229 | "Incident Years Ago off Juneau"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every year, even now, a stray comes
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7/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.230 | "September 16, 1906, Years Ago off
Juneau"
Typed draft.
First line: It looks all right on the map, where the channel jags
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7/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.231 | "North of Years Ago off Juneau"
Typed draft.
First line: It looks all right on the map, where the channel jags
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7/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.232 | "September 16, 1906, Years Ago off
Juneau"
Typed draft.
First line: It looks all right on the map, where the channel jags
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7/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.233 | "Saying Goodby to What Happened"
Typed draft.
First line: I am saying that the years were just being themselves
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5/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard about the flowers. You go out
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7/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your songs, going away; in my
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7/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A leaf of paper and a sycamore leaf
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7/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We frame the sky for you, even
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7/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.227 | "Fade In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tongue drum is talking. Eight people surround it
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7/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.228 | "Face"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its happy, they tell me, only its dark
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7/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you first lift your bike you know
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7/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.229 | "Holding Close"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caution, you told us wrong. You said highways
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7/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.230 | "Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theyll come back, days will, gray sky
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7/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You said some day you would write
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6/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.232 | "Careless Love"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A gentil knight she rode her centipede
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6/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.233 | "Atavism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in the open you look up
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6/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.234 | "Atavism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something is being told in the woods: aisles of
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6/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reaching for salt, one asked, Will flavor
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6/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.235 | "Looking Out Through the Bars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not the glimpse of the Big Death, it happened a few times
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6/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.236 | "Abstractions at the Zoo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tall will be here, and short. It may be that
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6/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.237 | "For a Daughter Gone Away"
Typed draft.
First line: When they shook the box, and poured out its chances
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.238 | "Kluane Lake (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A chunk of cold fell here, stayed
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.238 | "Living Space (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rival trees crave the sun. For trees, they move
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.239 | "(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain pictures appear sometimes, when
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.240 | "(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People comment on others ways, the manner
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.241 | "(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A junkyard in sunlight, warm old fenders
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6/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.241 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way someone turns to listen means
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6/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.242 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tired legs know the pioneers, and my eyes
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6/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.242 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, running alone in winter before dawn has come
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6/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.243 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: When they shook the box, and poured out its chances
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.244 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: When they shook the box, and poured out its chances
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.245 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: It was always a show, life was, dress, manners
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.246 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: Now, running alone in winter before dawn has come
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You always lose because youre alive
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.248 | "On Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day with nothing in it is
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6/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.249 | "Important Things at Sun River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people come for the flowers, to
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6/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.250 | "Being Young: Eleven"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my dream I was dead
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6/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.251 | "For an OK Writer"
Typed draft.
First line: You make it happenthe world out there
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6/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.252 | "For Someone OK an OK Writer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You make it happenthe world out there
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6/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.253-81.261 | "[these numbers were mistakenly skipped during
the numbering of the daily writings]"
First line:
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Box: 24 | 81.263 | "Key of C an Interlude for
Marvin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the moment you are reading what says
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6/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.264 | "Being Innocent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever you enter a room
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6/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.265 | "In Traffic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They dont care who you are till you begin
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6/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time go into the forest leaves, hold
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5/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.267 | "Chronicles of Time"
Typed draft.
First line: As the tunnel of our century goes under these cold mornings
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12/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.268 | "Even in the Desert"
Typed draft.
First line: You know how willow is. Well, there was
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12/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.269 | "Learning the Feel of Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Days lift; they cross and go down. Weeks
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12/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.270 | "Vinita"
Typed draft.
First line: In that fine heaven where the stars
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12/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.270 | "Visiting Our Country"
Typed draft.
First line: While weather happens people are deciding who owns it
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.271 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Cars churn by in the snowy night
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12/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.271 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a train sound comes. Those other
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1/3/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.272 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A sound like someone elses heart
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12/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.272 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: That day no night will come or shadow
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12/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.273 | "Land Bridge People"
Typed draft.
First line: They had a darkness they needed then
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.274 | "Why It Is Dark in Church"
Typed draft.
First line: Every spring a call from the woods
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.274 | "Scenes in Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: You can have those purple shadows where snow
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.275 | "Every Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Time looks out of a rock, then closes
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.276 | "Change After an Accident"
Typed draft.
First line: That day I fell was cold. For long
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12/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.277 | "Sour Fruit, Thats the Way the World Is,
Lemon Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: How do you ad people work?with
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.278 | "Being Alive"
Typed draft.
First line: My life makes the whole world real, a rumor
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1/9/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.278 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Winter comes too often, its eye
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1/8/1982 |
Box: 24 | 81.278v | "Loyalty"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people, they dislike their dog, they
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12/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.279 | "Phenomena"
Typed draft.
First line: A big horse down from the ranch came late,
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12/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.280 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Vines come over, then a bush
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.281 | "Black Box"
Typed draft.
First line: A peck on the cheek and on by, no snowflakes
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.282 | "Toward Midnight"
Typed draft.
First line: The rain spread out its cold hand on my back
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5/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.282 | "At Bird Creek Meadows"
Typed draft.
First line: Flowers like that are why the road
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.283 | "Getting Old"
Typed draft.
First line: In that empy country beyond the Cascades
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.284 | "For People with Problems About How to
Believe"
Typed draft.
First line: Say its early morning, coming awake
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.285 | "For People with Problems About How to
Believe"
Typed draft.
First line: On the way to Alaska you can feel those leafy
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.285v | "Things That Come"
Typed draft.
First line: After it came down from the mountains
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9/20/1979 |
Box: 24 | 81.286 | "Lifes a Game"
Typed draft.
First line: Lifes a game you are given to play
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6/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A predator carries a fire. At a smell or sound
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5/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.288 | "Some Rules for Living"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter what happens when she drives
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5/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.289 | "For a Delinquent Correspondent Away Off in
Rome"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last time , when their silence came and lasted for
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5/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.290 | "To a Delinquent Correspondent Away Off in
Rome"
Typed draft.
First line: Next time when the silence comes and lasts for
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5/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.291 | "It Still Happens Now"
Typed draft.
First line: You make me walk my townits terrible
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6/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.292 | "To a Delinquent Correspondent Away Off in
Rome"
Typed draft.
First line: Next time, when the silence comes and lasts for
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5/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.293 | "Deciding"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One mine the Indians worked had
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5/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.293 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many slow names drag any place
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5/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.293 | "Being Where We You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this room right here, exactly these things be:
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5/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.294 | "Deciding"
Typed draft.
First line: One mine the Indians worked had
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5/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.294 | "Being Where You Are"
Typed draft.
First line: In this room right here, exacty these things be:
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5/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.295 | "Falling Into the Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is day again. Sunlight has found
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5/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.296 | "Saying Goodby to Peg"
Typed draft.
First line: If you have a sister it is different in the world
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5/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.297 | "Saying Goodby to Peg"
Typed draft.
First line: If you have a sister it is different in the world
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5/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.298 | "Saying Goodby to Peg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere a town waits by a road, and
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5/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go into the random cycle, jerk
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5/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.300 | "On the Beach Near Arcata"
Typed draft.
First line: Gray eyed blind sea, cry with your gulls
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5/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.301 | "Falling into the Sky"
Typed draft.
First line: Day againsunlight has found
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5/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.301v | "Now Wait"
Typed draft.
First line: If you close this book, one page
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11/27/1977 |
Box: 24 | 81.302 | "For People with Problems About How to
Believe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its true, about honor, and other
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5/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.302 | "For People with Problems About How to
Believe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way to Alaska you feel those leafy
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5/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.303 | "For People with Problems About How to
Believe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you are walking, you begin to know
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5/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.303 | "Instructions for Mornings For People with
Problems About How to Believe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sing a little, wait
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5/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.304 | "Toward Midnight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rain spread its cold hand on my back
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5/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Horses lifted their heads. One shook
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5/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A place under the earth could hold
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5/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They hate the world. They fight it. They strike out at
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5/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.308 | "Filling some needs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You need a door. It can be thin
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5/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spring, another kind of promise, campaigns
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5/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.310 | "Being Carried by the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They talk to me, always. Wherever the scene was
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5/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.311 | "On the Beach Near Arcata"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray eyed blind sea
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5/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.312 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A slope is a challenge. Why? Someone
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5/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.313 | "1932"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody could come because ours was the house
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2/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By taking a slow road, by night
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5/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn fast, using what recently
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5/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they came from
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5/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.317 | "Strangers"
Typed draft.
First line: Nobody said, Come on over,
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.318 | "What It All Means"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ink in this page want to tell you like
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4/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.319 | "Douglas Firs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They let their arms down like this, and they stand
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4/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.320 | "At the a Little Grave of an Indian Child in
Canyon de Chelly "
Typed draft.
First line: Morning light slides the canyon wall, claiming it
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.320v | "Everyone Out Here Knows"
Typed draft.
First line: Flowers jum from the tracks of Big Foot
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9/25/1977 |
Box: 24 | 81.320v | "Sounds in the Pasture"
Typed draft.
First line: Coyote came by one time: Yelp.
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11/5/1980 |
Box: 24 | 81.321 | "Writers Fountain Pen Talking"
Typed draft.
First line: I gave out one day and left a woman
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.322 | "Douglas Firs"
Typed draft.
First line: They let their arms down like this, and they stand
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4/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.323 | "At the a Little Grave of an Indian Child in
Canyon de Chelly "
Typed draft.
First line: Morning light slides the canyon wall, claiming it
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.324 | "Strangers"
Typed draft.
First line: Nobody said, Come on over,
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.325 | "What It All Means"
Typed draft.
First line: The ink in this pen wants to tell you, like
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4/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.326 | "Weather Beyond the Weather"
Typed draft.
First line: Something comes along - it is in
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12/21/1974 |
Box: 24 | 81.327 | "What Does a Poet Do?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once day was. Thats gone. My slow
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4/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.327 | "Even When Youre Sad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sing hard. Act out that part you have, by
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4/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.328 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold fingers find you where you wait in the water
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4/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.329 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How do you know when youve
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4/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They hold us back. They signal: Wait,
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4/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It began to be slow. A carpenter
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4/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For years we began to believe what our shoulders now know
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4/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time the leaves come paler
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4/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.332 | "At a Little Grave in Canyon de
Chelly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning light comes along a wall, claiming
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4/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coming lout like wanting, leaves curl
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4/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond farthest houses where smoke joins
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4/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We wise the fence, every post where it should
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3/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.334 | "Explaining to Buckley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us make mistakes, you know
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4/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.335 | "Carved on a Boulder in Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: We drove the jeep as high as the road
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.336 | "Anniversaries"
Typed draft.
First line: We pressed close and heard those wings
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.337 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Plead forgiveness in this interval; later
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.337 | "Shoes on Your Feet"
Typed draft.
First line: Some shoes wait all day then wake
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.338 | "Anniversaries"
Typed draft.
First line: We pressed close and heard those wings
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.339 | "Toward Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone told these people, I will tell you a story
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.340 | "Toward Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Meanwhile certain friends lived in the town
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.341 | "Explaining to Buckley"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of us make mistakes, you know
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4/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.342 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The group that came in at the great folding
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.343 | "What Does a Poet Do?"
Typed draft.
First line: By force of thought I lean against
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.344 | "Even When Youre Sad"
Typed draft.
First line: Sing hard. Act out the part you have, by
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4/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Briefly the runner rebels against earth, climbs
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3/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thinking the way I would have gone, I
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3/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.346 | "Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking away, you still know it, being there
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3/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little sound came on, like a light
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3/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.348 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning I woke...
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3/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A machine stapled my hand. It hurts. A thorn
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3/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.350 | "Writers Fountain Pen Talking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An inkwell told a story, how it
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3/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.351 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A long time after, someone said
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3/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.352 | "Existentialism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You climb a hillside and find a cave
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3/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.352 | "Little White Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I cock my ears I can hear
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3/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.353 | "Two for the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shoes the color of dust find their way past
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3/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.353 | "For a Strayed Siberian Husky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never come back, nicholas, with your
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3/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where some of them ran, a long line in the grass
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3/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.354v | "Walking with My Eyes Shut"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My ears receive a platter of sound
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3/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.355 | "Anniversaries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We pressed close and heard those wings
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3/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.355v | "Carved on a Boulder in Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We drove the jeep as high as the road
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3/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.356 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the reading last night...
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3/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plead forgiveness in this interval; later
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3/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.358 | "Land Between the Rivers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happened to be Thursday. No one was going to
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3/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.358v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A state, a river, a long river, and
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3/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter what you gain or who you are
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3/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.359v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water knows earth. A river becomes
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3/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.360 | "Notes from David Till"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Veneta Nielsen...
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3/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.360v | "Shoes on Your Feet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some feet wait all day, then wake
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3/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.361 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From somewhere on the other side of the building
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3/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.361v | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some reason Im here....
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3/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.362 | "Gift Any Day An Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their hair was all changed, and I couldnt
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3/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.362v | "What Gets Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the bone house, what butterfly
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3/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For another one wounded they win - they feed
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3/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Soon when beauty wakes
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4/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.364 | "Old Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A husky raises a nose
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4/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.364v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will it be a face? Will
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4/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.364v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After its gone a bluejay sends back its jeer
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4/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds came and stood beyond our camp. Were they
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4/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.365v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a hillside in Oregon a rock
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What this coast allows, witholding
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5/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant come back, once the shivering
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5/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.367v | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night while Bob...
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5/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.368v | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leonardo Hakim
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5/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.369 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These people fail, turn toward light and fail
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5/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.369v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was the year the Pope was shot, and the president
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5/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pigeons fly down through the acid rain
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5/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.370v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shut off from the sun by a hotel, a church
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5/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.371 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A stranger ca me for awhile
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2/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.372 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And even at noon there were shadows
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2/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.373 | "Strangers"
Typed draft.
First line: Nobody said, Come on over,
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.374 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How far up...
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2/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.375 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.376 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Father, here is the board full of BB holes
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.377 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, where you fell, where
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.378 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: May God guide my hand
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4/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.379 | "108 East Nineteenth Street "
Typed draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1971 |
Box: 24 | 81.380 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Typed draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.381 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, the sweet peas have gushed out of
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.382 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Father, here is the board full of BB holes
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.383 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mother, where you fell, where you
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4/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.384 | "108 East Nineteenth Street
(xerox)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: May God guide my hand
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4/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.385 | "For a Daughter Gone Away (10 pages of
xeroxes)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they shook the box, and op]poured out its chances
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6/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.386 | "When Things Wont Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are days when everything waits - you look
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8/2/1979 |
Box: 24 | 81.387 | "Retirement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time of winter freezing rain long roads I
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2/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.388 | "Getting Scared"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And we spread our arms out wide on the ground
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2/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.389 | "Getting Scared"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tending a fire in our oil drum, I felt
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2/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Went forward thin, sideways, careful shake hands
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2/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.391 | "Getting Scared"
Typed draft.
First line: Tending our fire in the oil drum, I felt
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2/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.392 | "Sin"
Typed draft.
First line: Sin is like this, never knowing
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2/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.393 | "Sin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird started it, notes repeated like leaves
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2/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.394 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cool air flowed through a valley
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2/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.395 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many dreams...
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2/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.396 | "Here is a gift for you"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will it find my father for me?
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2/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.397 | "page of notes on verso of itinerary for
Eastern WA visit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words from need
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2/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.398 | "Graffiti"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats on the wall will become your life
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2/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.399 | "Way It Is in Oregon Out Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big bowl of day, no one in charge, just
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2/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.400 | "Way It Is Out Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Big bowl of day, no one in charge, just
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2/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.401 | "Visitors at Westminster College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird with a shrill kraking cry
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3/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.402 | "Sin"
Typed draft.
First line: Sin is like this, never knowing
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2/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.403 | "Graffiti"
Typed draft.
First line: Whats on the wall will influence your life
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2/22/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.404 | "Getting Scared"
Typed draft.
First line: Tending our fire in the oil drum, I felt
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2/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.405 | "For English 210 at Cheney"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We could read everything - clouds, gophers
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2/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.406 | "For English 210 at Cheney"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How the world feels
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2/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Piltdown quern beyond petrified
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2/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will it find my father for me?
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2/26/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.408 | "Record of a Certain Spell of
Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One day time brought a piece of sky never used
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2/25/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.409 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Apartment buildings at 3 in the morning
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2/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.410 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Chet Leach...
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2/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.410v | "Oracle in the dunning Basement"
Typed draft.
First line: For long I have lived here hostage to the sun
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.411 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: True, my face (I was afraid) was wrong
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2/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.412 | "Reading a Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Singers have proclaimed an anthem; now
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8/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.413 | "Chair in the Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time of year The North goes by, bird
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8/12/1991 |
Box: 24 | 81.414 | "Chair in the Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time of year The North goes by, bird
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8/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.415 | "Poem by Barbara Field"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We made an enormous gain in coming
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came to me and said, Be
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1/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.417 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of the side of your mouth, where you do
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1/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.418 | "Lost in the Centuries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I went out on a week end. Quiet had come back
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1/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.419 | "Lost in the Centuries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I went out on a week end. The quiet had come back
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1/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.420 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday...
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1/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.420v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Approach, line up, landeverything
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1/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.420v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So wanting, so extreme, some people veer
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1/27/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.421 | "Realizing Ohio Bringing Something to Bowling
Green"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before it is light you think a light; you turn it on
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1/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.422 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Told by snow and reminded by wind this day
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2/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.422 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climbing together, the two found a way across
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2/1/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.423 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will they all go away, and then will the river
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1/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.423 | "Oracle in the Glacier"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A glow of inte;llect, that face, a glance
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1/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.424 | "Oracle in the Glacier"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long I have lived here hostage to the sun
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1/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.425 | "Oracle in the Glacier Dunning
Basement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long I have lived here hostage to the sun
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1/31/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.426 | "Salvations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: White, but gray in snow, our house
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.427 | "Getting Out of an Orange (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go back toward the center and find
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2/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.428 | "Getting Out of an Orange (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... future will continue to open
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2/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.429 | "Box"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The knife grandpa gave me
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here will stand redwoods again, because
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1/20/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was not a real day. Some of the sunshine
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1/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.431 | "1932"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ours is the house with the quarantine sign
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2/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.432 | "1932"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ours was the house with the quarantine sign
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2/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.433 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The receiving stance...
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1/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.434 | "Mutability"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silent imperceptible prayers blow across
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1/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.435 | "Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Composed like snow along a fence
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1/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.436 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was justice, I saw, walking beside me
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1/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.437 | "Mutability"
Typed draft.
First line: Silent imperceptible prayers blow over
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1/2/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.438 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up here the snow is blowing
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1/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.438 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when their heads were bowed over
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1/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.439 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Typed draft.
First line: Fashionable tracks in the mud when they cross
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.440 | "Lakes in the North"
Typed draft.
First line: Up where rivers get lost, and then where
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12/24/1980 |
Box: 24 | 81.441 | "Heroes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is the rabbit that ran through a field on fire
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1/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.442 | "Heroes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaning on sticks and left in the sun
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1/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.443 | "Heroes"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is the rabbit that ran through a field on fire
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1/13/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.444 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The last part may not happen. You are walking
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1/8/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.445 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After you learn the stars you go out and look
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1/7/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.446 | "Prophets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the prophets decide not to tell. They go around
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1/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.447 | "Sleeping at a Friends House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because dark, and far, a lone voice
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1/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.448 | "Revelation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I came back to earth, it was my bike
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1/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.449 | "Looking Out Through the Bars"
Typed draft.
First line: Yes, it happens a few times - not the glimpse of The Big
Death
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6/17/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.450 | "Atavism"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes in the open you look up
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6/24/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.451 | "Being Young: Eleven 2 pp."
Typed draft.
First line: In my dream I was dead. I couldnt get through
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6/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.452 | "In Traffic"
Typed draft.
First line: They dont care who you are till you begin
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6/5/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.453 | "Being Innocent"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever you enter a room
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6/9/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.454 | "On Time"
Typed draft.
First line: A day with nothing in it is
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6/14/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.454 | "Important Things at Sun River"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people come for the flowers, to
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6/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.455 | "Living Space"
Typed draft.
First line: Rival trees crave sun. For trees, they move
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.455 | "Kluane Lake"
Typed draft.
First line: A chunk of cold fell here, and stayed
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6/15/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.456 | "Abstractions at the Zoo"
Typed draft.
First line: Tall will be here, and short. It may be that
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6/16/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.457 | "Important Things at Sun River"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people came for the flowers, to
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6/12/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.458 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One lake they found when they were lost
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1/21/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.458v | "Sleeping at a Friends Fran and Henrys
House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because dark and far, a lone voice
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1/23/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.459 | "1932"
Typed draft.
First line: Nobody could come because ours was the house
|
2/3/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.460 | "Bringing Something to Bowling
Green"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a world out there that this world blinds
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1/28/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.461 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell parts you didnt know happened
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1/29/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.461 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will they turn down the lights, and will that
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1/30/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.462 | "Lie Detector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The needle waits will the lying part
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1/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.463 | "Lie Detector"
Typed draft.
First line: The needle till the lying part
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1/4/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.464 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is something silver about it, a day
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1/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.465 | "16918 contd."
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is so fine, this quiet way
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1/18/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.466 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years after, clatter of stones and avalanche
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1/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.467 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Places of other, maybe a spin. Or its
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1/19/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.468 | "Relying on Robert Hogan The Cat of Late Hours
Farewell - But Hail - to a Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes down the hall, a long shadow fled
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1/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.469 | "note about Robert Hogan
Commission"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lynn Troika
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1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.470 | "Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Hogan smote the blooming liars
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1/10/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.470 | "Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the message came we left it there
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1/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.471 | "Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How often they crossed the lines of force
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1/11/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.472 | "Easy Riddles"
Typed draft.
First line: I lift a signal to the wavy grass, Wait
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12/27/1980 |
Box: 24 | 81.473 | "Prophets"
Typed draft.
First line: Some prophets decide not to tell. They go around
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1/6/1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.474 | "On a Lake Lakes in the North"
Typed draft.
First line: Up where rivers get lost, and then where
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12/24/1980 |
Box: 24 | 81.475 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Typed draft.
First line: Fashionable tracks in the ud when they cross
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.476 | "Cat of Late Hours Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend (draft) "
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes down the hall a long shadow fled
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.477 | "Composed Like Snow Along a Fence Farewell -
But Hail - to a Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: How often I crossed the lines of force
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.478 | "Cat of Late Hours Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend (draft) "
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes down the hall when a long shadow fled
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.479 | "Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: When his message came we left it there
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.480 | "Farewell - But Hail - to a
Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: When his message came we left it there
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.481 | "Composed Like Snow Along a Fence Farewell -
But Hail - to a Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: How often he crossed the lines of force
|
1981 |
Box: 24 | 81.482 | "Heroes"
Typed draft.
First line: Here is the rabbit that ran through a field on fire
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1/13/1981 |
Box: 25 | 82.1 | "Capital City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That sky could be real if this were California
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12/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.2 | "First Grade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the play Amy didnt want to be
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12/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.2 | "Four Oak Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These lines you read are what this oak leaf wrote
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12/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.3 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Its sort of vulgar, being a person, no matter
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.4 | "Childish Things"
Typed draft.
First line: When they light the candles a little propellor
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.5 | "First Grade"
Typed draft.
First line: In the play Amy didnt want to be
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12/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.5 | "By the Freeway"
Typed draft.
First line: I shift into park. Idle, idle. The fenders
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.5 | "Ground Zero"
Typed draft.
First line: A bomb photographed me on the stone
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.6 | "Mr or Mrs Nobody"
Typed draft.
First line: Some days when you look out, the land
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.7 | "Forget"
Typed draft.
First line: Forget the rain, being inside
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.8 | "Visit to Antelope"
Typed draft.
First line: Smoke is ascending straight and swirling
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.9 | "Trying Again"
Typed draft.
First line: This time through lets begin where evening
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its sort of vulgar, being a person, no matter
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12/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.11 | "Childish Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the candle is lighted a ;ittle propellor
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12/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.12 | "Ground Zero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the white wall the burned outline where
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12/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.12 | "By the Freeway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I shift into park. Idle, idle. The fenders
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12/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.13 | "Waving Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell that about the throat. Explain what spring
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12/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.14 | "December, 1982For the Governors
Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night I heard the wolf again
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.14 | "How It Seems"
Typed draft.
First line: My life is a story. It is on scraps of paper
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.15 | "Four Oak Leaves"
Typed draft.
First line: When I was green, everyone loved me. Bees
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12/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.16 | "For the Governors Inaugural"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lest others fear, lest suffering, we say
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12/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today comes over its little hill, pale
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12/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.18 | "Voice from the Past"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People from the 60s all got away somehow
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12/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.19 | "In Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, our kind of life
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.20 | "Voice from the Past"
Typed draft.
First line: I never intended this face, believe me
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12/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.21 | "Run Before Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning I get away, slip out
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12/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.22 | "Living in the Spirit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of life is lived in italics. It is
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12/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.23 | "Only You, Only Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In space an orphan, you began, wide
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12/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.24 | "From the People to the Governor, in Times
Like These For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night I heard the wolf again
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.25 | "In Oregon For the Governors
Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, a kind of life: we reach
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.26 | "In Oregon For the Governors
Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, a kind of life: we reach
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.27 | "From the People to the Governor, in Times
Like These For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: Last night I heard the wolf again
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.28 | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, a kind of life: we reach
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.29 | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, a kind of life: we reach
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.30 | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, a kind of life: we want
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.31 | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: Be ours, you leaders who guide our state
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.32 | "Kinds of Living in the Afternoon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afternoon light has faded on someones meadow
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12/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.33 | "Hearing Voices"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when I ran it was moonlight so bright that even
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12/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.34 | "Places in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember how the land broke for the mountains
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12/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.35 | "Late Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Jeanie called me, my head was easy
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12/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.36 | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a way, a kind of life; we reach
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.37 | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: Be ours, you leaders who guide our state
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.38 | "Dream of Along the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside Missouri, and all along thoe interior rivers
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1/3/1983 |
Box: 25 | 82.39 | "For the Governors Inaugural"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have a way, our kind of life. Reach out for
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12/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.40 | "Song My Mother Taught Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hes so boring you get tired of him
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12/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.40 | "December, 1982 For the Governors
Inauguration"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night I heard the wolf again
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12/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.41 | "How It Seems Toward the End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life is a story. It is on scraps of paper
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12/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.41 | "Message for the Prairie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By a motel at the edge of a little town
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12/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.41v | "Winter Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is still. Close to the horizon a thin
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12/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.42 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals with long whiskers begin to get nervous
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12/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.43 | "View from Keith and Shirleys
Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open hills told people every day
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12/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes it comes back for awhile, the wind
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11/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among them came one who called others brother
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11/29/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.46 | "Mr or Mrs Nobody"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are days when you look out and the land
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12/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.47 | "Movies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone walking stops when the camera clicks
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11/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.47 | "Forget"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forget the rain, being inside
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11/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.48 | "Forget"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forget those figures in white sheets and Father
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11/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.49 | "Monument by the Road in a Small Town
Square"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wouldnt want this, even for after
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11/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.50 | "All Over Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the sound of that wind wont leave you alone
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11/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.51 | "All Over Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just before dawn theres a light that rises
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11/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught in that summer eddy where the river
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11/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.53 | "For the New Year Trying Again: for
Hugo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time through lets begin where evening
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11/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.53 | "Visit to Antelope, Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smoke is ascending straight and swirling
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11/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mould has taken me here, a strange place
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11/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Later, no matter who they are, they walk
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11/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.56 | "Maybe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is cold, but has a clear meaning: be small
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11/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere a dim light hods over
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11/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.57 | "Piece of Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont have to try to be obscure
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11/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then my shadow grew faint at the edge.
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11/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This person is not pleased. You are free
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11/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter is only its name, and that hardly matters
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11/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.60 | "Voice from the Air Duct"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They unwound a wire all the way to the moon
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11/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A jet wrote its war and went down. Those islands
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11/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.62 | "Message from on High "
Typed draft.
First line: Riding so many gs they wont know what saved them
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.63 | "Maybe 83, 84... Some Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Its only the world, and only your time in it; it only
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.64 | "Balloons at a Window"
Typed draft.
First line: Balloons in a cluster whisper their monstrous regard
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.65 | "Three Pieces of Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Theres a cave with a carved rock in it, a place
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.66 | "Three Pieces of Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Heres a cave with a carved rock in it, a place
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.67 | "Only You, Only Me"
Typed draft.
First line: In space an orphan, you began, wide
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12/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.68 | "Late Call"
Typed draft.
First line: When Jeanie called me, my head was easy
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12/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.69 | "Capital Great City"
Typed draft.
First line: That sky could be real if this were California
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12/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.70 | "Hearing Voices"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when I ran it was moonlight so bright that even
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12/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.70 | "Places in Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Once near Clarno when winter closed in, an owl
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12/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.71 | "Kinds of Living"
Typed draft.
First line: Afternoon light has faded on someones meadow
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12/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.71v | "For the Second Inaugural of Governor Victor
Atiyeh January 1983 For the Governors Inaugural"
Typed draft.
First line: We have a waya kindof life. we want
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.72 | "Living in the Spirit"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of each life is lived in italics: it is
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12/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.73 | "Running Before Dawn"
Typed draft.
First line: Most morning I get away, slip out
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12/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way up a tree a rotten branch comes off
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11/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A canyon, a bridgebut there is no river. And
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11/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For long they were wise. Then someone
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11/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.75 | "Sayings for While It Is
Happening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They unwound a wire all the wire all the way to El Dorado
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11/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the thought comes now, it is not the same
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11/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They call it sorrow, when evening colors it
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11/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some first loom on the horizon, then
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11/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.79 | "All Over Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first its the wolf that told the world
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11/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.80 | "Monument by the Road in a Small
Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wouldnt want this, even for after
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11/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.81 | "Page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Indians...
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11/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond your hands, when you hold them outq
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11/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beech leaves mix in November with sun that lugs
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11/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.84 | "How the Mind Works"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being able to go somewhere else, any time
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11/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.85 | "Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying to kill snowflakes, the company sent out
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10/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.86 | "From Up High"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No world leader has time for this field
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10/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.87 | "Canadians A Lesson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was overcast, a blustery autumn day
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10/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.88 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dinner last night...
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10/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.89 | "At the Governors Office"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of us praised. One of us wandered
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10/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.90 | "draft of Richard Hugo obit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Savoring loneliness...
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10/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.91 | "Bristlecone"
Typed draft.
First line: Almost freed of life, this tree
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.91 | "Center"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever you breathe God comes in
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.92 | "A long time later..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some you could trust. But with most you know
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10/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.93 | "Bristlecone"
Typed draft.
First line: Almost freed of life, this tree
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.93 | "Center"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever you breathe God comes in
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.94 | "Turning It All Around Two Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Years later, neglected, you are forgotten
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.95 | "Lesson Canadians"
Typed draft.
First line: When the geese came laboring, a long straggly
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10/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.96 | "Company"
Typed draft.
First line: Determined to kill snowflakes, the company sent out
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10/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.96 | "From Up High"
Typed draft.
First line: No world leader has time for this field
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10/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.97 | "Little Excursion"
Typed draft.
First line: It is an industrial street that goes for miles
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.98 | "Recording an Event Near Lake
Tahoe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awake in the universe, alive, I become
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10/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.99 | "Little Excursion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was there ever a time with a cloud following
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10/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When quick moments occur, anywhere, of quiet
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10/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tried, different ways. They walked
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10/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: History begins to stir in your mind
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10/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.103 | "Going Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the weight of somebodys hurt, the burden
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10/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Yukon Territory, along the Al-Can Highway
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10/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.105 | "Recording an Event Near Lake
Tahoe"
Typed draft.
First line: Awake in the universe, alive, become
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10/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the wild ones learn, we cannot
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10/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost in scenery, our pioneers
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10/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.107 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A long time later there were people mattered
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10/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt a touch or any sound inside
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9/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bricks, the serious commitment of concrete, how
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9/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.109 | "Not Accepting a Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I knew what the phone would say Id not
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9/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.110 | "Arrival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I heard the wind in its desperate quiet
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9/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When someone is near I reach out for them
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9/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.112 | "Sep-82"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something from out there came for Princess Grace
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9/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can watch the mountains or the sea
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9/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the flowers gloried some branches and leaves
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9/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.113 | "September, 1982"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something out there came for Princess Grace
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9/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.114 | "My Name Is William Tell"
Typed draft.
First line: My name is William Tell
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9/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.115 | "September, 1982"
Typed draft.
First line: Something from out there came for Princess Grace
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9/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.115 | "My Name Is William Tell"
Typed draft.
First line: My name is William Tell
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9/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.116 | "Little Oppressions My "
Handwritten draft.
First line: My name is William Tell
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9/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.117 | "Coronado Heights: Lindsborg,
Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we touched the wall, a little cold shiver
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9/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.118 | "Changes Figuring Out How It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the forces that control the town, one dog
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9/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.119 | "Learning Perspective"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The water passes; the falls are permanent
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9/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.119 | "My Name Is William Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thousands of little oppressions surround us
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9/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.120 | "Scripture"
Typed draft.
First line: In the dark book where words crowded together
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9/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.121 | "Scripture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the dark book where words crowded together
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9/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.122 | "Arrival"
Typed draft.
First line: While the years were mine I walked the high country
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9/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.123 | "Coronado Heights"
Typed draft.
First line: When we touch the rock, a little cold shiver
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9/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.124 | "Not Accepting a Call"
Typed draft.
First line: If I knew what the phone would say, Id not
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9/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.125 | "Presence"
Typed draft.
First line: A shadow dawned inside my shadow
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9/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.126 | "Changes"
Typed draft.
First line: How it tilts while you are thinking
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9/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.127 | "Learning Perspective"
Typed draft.
First line: In the forest one day I leaned on an old tree
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9/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.128 | "Presences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone else is with me now, in the evening
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9/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After you coast on a bike you come
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9/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.130 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many dreams...
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9/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away off or near but hidden by a noise
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9/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter country, places on the map, some
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9/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now lift: It is the ever-returning
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9/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the fall crows come around caucusing
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9/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If its a dream, why are those trees
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9/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.135 | "prose(self-blame)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A strange thing...
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8/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.135 | "prose (self-blame)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That reserve lasted, heightened...
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8/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Her mouth went down. Her face, refined by pain
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8/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were people we were to follow
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9/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.137 | "For a Meeting of Concerned Citizens August 7,
1982 Globescope"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh say can you see by the laws early light
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8/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a song one time my brother heard
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8/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.139 | "Globescope"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because they are gone, a place for the horses grows rank
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8/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.139v | "Globescope"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass is our flag, it whispers, Asia
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8/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.140 | "Certain Words, Books, Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: Hagar was one. The world
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.141 | "Certain Words, Books, Stories"
Typed draft.
First line: Hagar was one. The world
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.142 | "Presence"
Typed draft.
First line: A shadow dawns inside my shadow
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9/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.143 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Party at Dan...
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8/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Yaggy corner the orchards arch
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8/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.145 | "Renewing a Pledge: Father, Mother, Over the
Years"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you gave me stretches
|
8/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By itself, a door opened. Inside
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8/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 66.359v | "Gesture Toward an Unfound Renaissance &
Roethke (10 pp. of xeroxes)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notes on Unfound Renaissance
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2/1/1966 |
Box: 25 | 82.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They work lakes, ponds, marshes, estuaries
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8/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way they do it now, they hire
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8/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the army had to leave, they went away to bondage
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8/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father strang the bow. Blindly
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8/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a different day. Something was
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8/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.151 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: John Haines...
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8/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.152 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Poetry against war reading...
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8/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the while, reserved, the trees of our town
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8/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.154 | "Words, Books, Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell whatever is neededthe divine wind
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8/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ethereal part is her anger, no end
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8/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.156 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: I was driving...
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8/29/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People I thought I liked are not only gone
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8/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.157 | "Leaving Ketchikan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On deck at the first thin light of dawn
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8/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.158 | "Asking the Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What have you found? the days ask. In everyones
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8/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.159 | "Bristlecone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Almost freed of its life, this gray wood
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10/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.160 | "Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever you breathe, God comes in
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10/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.161 | "Two Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From that cave where they found skeletons you
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10/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.162 | "Poet In a Foreign Strange Land"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To be present, seeing
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7/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.162 | "Chaucer Speaks to Our a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your stories, and the way you dress
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7/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heres another leaf. It doesnt intend to make
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7/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.164 | "Ground Zero: a Poem Found in the
Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While we slept
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a river water still surges quietly
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7/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.165v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One way or another, you let the earth have it
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7/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wont find it in any history
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7/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It could be infinite, the slow morning
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7/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.167 | "Eclipse from Georgetown Watching an Eclipse
in a Troubled Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the white House the hotline phone
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7/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.168 | "Watching an Eclipse in a Troubled
Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On steel walkways they gathered waiting
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7/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.168 | "Watching an Eclipse in a Troubled
Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where steam tells how hot it is
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7/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Particulars along the streeteye
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7/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.170 | "Reality"
Typed draft.
First line: You cant run, but you pretend. You swing
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.171 | "Reality"
Typed draft.
First line: You swing your arms and legs all by yourself
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.172 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Who are you? The door is open
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.172 | "Sawhet"
Typed draft.
First line: What is it? A quavering comes
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.173 | "Malvinas On the Falklands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now its the always wind, alone
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7/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.174 | "In the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wild things and the unborn
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7/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A rock ledge breaks from that hillside east of
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7/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.176 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of a leaf summer is reaching
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7/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.176v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a yesterday thing, when the sound truck came
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7/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That light we found along the railroad track
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7/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A channel of air straight from the ocean combed
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7/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are plays no on under fifty can see
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7/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.179 | "Reality"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant run, but you pretend. All by yourself
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7/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After it is justice, when the land is all Iowa
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7/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sand, which is rock plus all its years
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7/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A walker, cold and alone, found a cave
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7/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the bridge by the postoffice, water whispers by
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7/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look - I lift the handle. It ought to work
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7/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.183 | "To You Around Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ways I follow go down by the river
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7/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talk in the key of chatter goes on in a grove
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7/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A star before the sun, faint in the dawn
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7/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A kind of light your eyes canr see comes from
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7/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.185v | "World Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Written inside it what it had to do
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8/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.186 | "Tossed Salad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont expect much when its cold the tomatoes
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6/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.186 | "Echoes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A before dawn kind of sound, maybe
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6/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.187 | "Lakes in The North"
Typed draft.
First line: Up where rivers get lost, and then where
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12/24/1980 |
Box: 25 | 82.188 | "Character"
Typed draft.
First line: When the ordinary storms come
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12/28/1980 |
Box: 25 | 82.189 | "Time I Thought of: to Think of: Tuesday
Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: It is raining, I believe. Someone is coming out
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12/29/1980 |
Box: 25 | 82.190 | "Close Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: What is it, my life, you are finding? - so quiet
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12/27/1980 |
Box: 25 | 82.191 | "Some Things Are Like That"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bag of cement, mixed with sand and some
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6/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A door opened. Light that was waiting out there
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6/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.192 | "Another Time June"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water one day sang in the ditch that came by
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6/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.193 | "Eastman Kodak"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take all these people walking around, they
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6/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes where a spring comes in watercress
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6/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.194 | "Autism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It cant be said, what arches over
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6/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.195 | "Another Time June"
Typed draft.
First line: Water one day sang in the ditch that came by
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6/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.195 | "Autism"
Typed draft.
First line: It cant be said, what curves over
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6/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Owls will their voices to float and find
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6/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.197 | "Bear Grass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A trivial warrior confronted the sea
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6/4/1972 |
Box: 25 | 82.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still the same when you wake up, you turn over
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6/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.198 | "Bear Grass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A gush of air, the kind they used to have
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6/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mr President we people are trying to be
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6/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.200 | "Saying It"
Typed draft.
First line: We dont have to say it for the truth
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever we go, the soft distance
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6/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What are the flags for? Three of them rippling
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6/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.201v | "Color of Brother Bobs an Old Friends Eyes
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If Bob had come, you know, some other
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6/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.202 | "Redwoods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They carry their own drama, built into
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6/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Left over from last year, wedged
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7/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.204 | "Tossed Salad"
Typed draft.
First line: Donr expect much when its cold the tomatoes
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6/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.204 | "Echoes"
Typed draft.
First line: A before dawn kind of sound, maybe
|
6/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.205 | "Arbor Day"
Typed draft.
First line: We took turns digging
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Musak gushes all over, chords that never resolve
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6/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.207 | "Ground Zero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At breakfast
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6/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.208 | "St. Helens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We climbed a peak no longer there
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6/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who are you? The door is open
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6/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.209 | "Sawhet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is it? A quavering comes
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6/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.210 | "Because It Is There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It all came back, the caves where somebody
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6/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.210 | "Arbor Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We took turns digging
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6/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.211 | "Beyond the Years"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While others talk it is more
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6/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.211 | "Moss Elegy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What it is thats green in lichen
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6/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain comes in on time, an under
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6/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creature comfort - rest, a fire, quiet, soft light, no
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6/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plants an inch high, each with a one-inch
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6/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.214 | "From a Mountain in Western
Colorado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On ordinary lakes far from scenery
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6/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once a year on a certain day
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6/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unfinished scenes come back, people
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6/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid of being what we are, we become
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6/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever opens the door goes out
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6/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the Malvinas now it is raining as
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6/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.219 | "Short Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of her storms about manners came when
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6/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.219 | "First in the Bible Words, Books,
Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first time in the Bible but later
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6/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.220 | "Stillborn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I found you, I found you
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5/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.221 | "Stillborn"
Typed draft.
First line: Where a river touched an island
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5/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.222 | "In the Sandhills"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We crowed when evening came. One bird
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5/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.222 | "Back then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the middle of certain old books they find
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5/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.223 | "It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is kind of elephants to go away
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5/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lift of air brought hawthorn blossom
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5/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody came to the grove and stood - midnight
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5/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.226 | "Camped in the Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pulse that stilled in iron is ready
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5/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.227 | "Annie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a flower is here, like that one there
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5/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.227 | "Prairie School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their genius of not being bright - all of their
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5/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.227 | "Red Oaks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These hold leaves to the last, and give
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5/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.228 | "Still Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afraid one time, I took my fear to an open
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5/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.228 | "When I Consider What Uncle Steve
Said"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its not something I especially like, you know
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5/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.229 | "Setting"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere ahead of me, maybe on a dim
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.230 | "Still Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Afraid one time I took my fear to an open
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5/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.230 | "When I Consider What Uncle Steve
Said"
Typed draft.
First line: Its not something I especially like, you know
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5/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.231 | "Annie"
Typed draft.
First line: Many a flower was there, like that one there
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5/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.231 | "Prairie School"
Typed draft.
First line: Their genius of not being bright, their
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5/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.231 | "Read Oaks"
Typed draft.
First line: These hold leaves to the last
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5/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.232 | "Camped in the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: A pulse that stilled in iron is steady
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5/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.232 | "It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: It is kind of elephants to go away
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5/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.233 | "Back Then"
Typed draft.
First line: In the middle of certain old books they hid
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5/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.233 | "In the Sandhills"
Typed draft.
First line: We crowed when morning came - one bird
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5/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hooves pounding, horses on grass, from grass
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5/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.234 | "Learning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The man with the cobra tapped its basket
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5/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.235 | "Network"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It still shakes when you try - the tree by the door
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5/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something is near, a place where brief
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5/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You like a place or you have a dream
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5/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At dawn a fox flutter-footed by
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5/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.239 | "Commas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange areas of silence where a certain person
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5/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.239 | "Pinon Jays"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Usually it is before the sun touches
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5/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.240 | "Thanks, Anyway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back to you exactly, angle of reflection
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5/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone who knows a rier is
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5/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.242 | "For the Things Around Us"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees, you are forgiven - your turned-away
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5/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.242 | "Giving Credit"
Typed draft.
First line: One night fire came to the mill alone
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5/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.243 | "Day That Came"
Typed draft.
First line: It was her kind of place - old shoes
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.244 | "Day That Came"
Typed draft.
First line: It was her kind of place - old shoes
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The others put up tents and clustered by light
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5/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.245v | "Talkative Vicar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To the man running into the room with the knife in his hand
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5/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.246 | "To the Things Around Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees, you are forgiven - your turned-away
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5/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.246 | "Giving Credit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night fire came to the mill. Alone
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5/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.247 | "Public Meeting Saying It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We dont have to say it, for the truth
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5/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who you are when you give what you give away
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6/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.248 | "Signals Across the West - for Richard
Hugo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A leaf taps the window at first light in the morning
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5/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody elses voice lifted amid
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5/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.249 | "Signals Across the West - for Richard
Hugo"
Typed draft.
First line: A leaf taps the window at first light in the morning
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5/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One corner of the house was mine. A tree
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5/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.251 | "People of the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They own the sky. Reminded what local means
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5/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.252 | "Music"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The screen door hit a pan. MOre than an hour
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5/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.252 | "Job Description"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reassuring manner needed, a certain pace
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5/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.252 | "Adrenalin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too hard someone trained the guard dogs
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5/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hammer, the saw, different but friends
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5/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.254 | "Back Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A girl found a shadow out on the schoolyard
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5/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.255 | "Supreme Court"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fire does it fast, but years do the same
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5/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.256 | "Sep-82"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the high branches move a little
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5/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lightning taught people to cringe at thunder
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5/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.258 | "Just Yesterday The Day That Came"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The call said, Be there at one. Then the phone
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5/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.259 | "page of notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: #SM653
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.260 | "Eskimo Language Purifying the Language of the
Tribe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking away means Goodby.
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4/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.260 | "Survival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter there has no flies and it is clean; so...
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4/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.261 | "Battle Morning Waiting for
Battle"
Typed draft.
First line: You open your hand for a gift and see
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird is red, but singing a silver song
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4/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.262 | "Morning in Kalamazoo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Blackbird, starling, redbird, sparrow
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4/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We cheep our songs, our chirps in bluegrass
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4/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.264 | "Bugs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the river wrote, we can read, and it
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4/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.264v | "Setting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere ahead of me, maybe on a dim
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4/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Morning lifted. Its light found rocks it loved
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4/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.265v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hills keep you. Among them, pieces of space
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4/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it comes down the channel in spring
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4/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear a bird, it sings away
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4/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said city. But they were breathing. Their eyes
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4/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.268 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange how long...
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4/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A door locked, but no wall. I sit in my chair
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4/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.269v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt anyone very happy, hammering
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4/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.270 | "Missing Your Accepting a Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That other time when now came down along
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one has fully explained to me how my part
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4/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once the trees got far enough
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4/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.272 | "Taking the Inland Passage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aisles among the rocks opened
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4/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.273 | "Big World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A ship sailed away from an island
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4/21/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain sound in a room, a certain
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4/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn over this page. Whatever waits
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4/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.276 | "At Great Northern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river is flowing over a drowned
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4/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.277 | "Today or Tomorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is now time. Light no longer
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4/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.277 | "Studying Malice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you burn all the time against people you choose
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4/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.278 | "Looking for Now Accepting a Call"
Typed draft.
First line: Another time, now came down along
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.279 | "Our Tribes Language Purifying the Language
of the Tribe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking away means Goodby.
|
4/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.279 | "Cable TV"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have some enemies
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4/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.280 | "Something I Was Thinking About"
Typed draft.
First line: If anything ever happens to time again
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.281 | "Something I Was Thinking About"
Typed draft.
First line: If anything ever happens to time again
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.282 | "Say You Are Lonely"
Typed draft.
First line: More still than a star going by, one thought
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.282 | "Scars"
Typed draft.
First line: They tell how it was, and how time
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Groves of popple in spring all touched
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4/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Level and gray in fog, it comes from the world
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2/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.285v | "Creationism"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the wall of my room at Trinity College
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3/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only as high as your shoulder, my glance
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3/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.286v | "Conviction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lift of mountain and then descent for miles
|
3/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our news arrives a little, and then more
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3/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.287v | "Choices"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can turn around any time and change
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3/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you come near, whatever the day, or why
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3/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.288v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suicides go by, they wont reach out
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3/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a still place in my dream I heard
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3/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.289v | "Long Distance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We didnt know at the time. It was
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3/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.290 | "Long Distance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...patches rustle their message under her fingers
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3/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.290v | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream - not Rubiks Cube...
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3/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Past waterfalls, down at sea level, everything
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3/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.291v | "Negative"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That day a dog will howl. Crows
|
3/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.292 | "Old Piano"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hit a key and after awhile
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3/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.292v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doors on hinges quiet as courtesy swung
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3/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.293 | "Morris County"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls own it, flow in from the sea
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3/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.294 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...brushing the ground. Whatever it found, it went on
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3/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What comes toward us turns aside its own
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3/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.296 | "Long Distance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the trains came by they shook
|
1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sister Faith is falling, but falling so calm
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3/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.298 | "Getting Involved"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A morning easy to live, relaxed and gray
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3/31/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.299 | "Long Distance (xerox MS, 2 pp.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We didnt know at the time. It ws
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.300 | "Say You Are Lonely"
Handwritten draft.
First line: More still than a star going by, one thought
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3/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.300 | "Another Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another language grew within the one
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3/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.301 | "Another Language, contd."
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...of being eloquent...
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3/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.302 | "Another Language"
Typed draft.
First line: Recently another language...
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3/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.303 | "Scars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell how it was, and how time
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3/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.304 | "Something I Was Thinking About"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A train curved along a river last night
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3/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.305 | "Mother at Careys Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a park you edit out the people
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3/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.306 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came on gradually, a few flakes
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3/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.307 | "Purifying the Language of the
Tribe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone turns. It means, I know you are
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3/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.307 | "In the Jungle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now whatever is has was inside it
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3/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.308 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tress came into this country. Their borders keep
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4/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cool morning we sat in the sun
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3/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.310 | "Brother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody hammered the door that night
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2/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Place where we walked in a morning time
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2/1/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.312 | "Letter None of My Children Has Got Around to
Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came to be, one day that my father
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2/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.313 | "Significance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some birds, hardly here, retire in their
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2/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.314 | "Why Winter Is Fun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter had ice skates on - it only
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2/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can use little pieces. You put them together
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2/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.315 | "People"
Typed draft.
First line: When we look at each other, our eyes
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.316 | "In Las Vegas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun with its redhot dimes
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2/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.316 | "In Fargo Passing a PLace in the
Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came out of a house and stood
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2/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.317 | "Library"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a room where you go to understand, where you change
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2/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.318 | "Library"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a room where you go to understand, where you change
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2/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.318 | "Good Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Bent over a ship in a bottle, on an island
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2/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.319 | "Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a room where you go to understand, where you change
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2/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.319 | "Having Good Thoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bent over a ship in a bottle
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2/23/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You try to turn from what happened a lon time ago
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2/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.320 | "Peggy Escapes at the Last"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one could tell how her days lingered
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2/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.321 | "Peggy Escape at the Last"
Typed draft.
First line: No one could tell how her days lingered
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2/22/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.322 | "Why Winter Is Fun"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter had ice skates on - it only
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2/17/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.323 | "Beyond"
Typed draft.
First line: The world needs to be more than itself
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2/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.323 | "Significance"
Typed draft.
First line: Little birds - hardly here - retire in their
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2/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.324 | "In Las Vegas"
Typed draft.
First line: Sun with its redhot dimes
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2/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.324 | "In Fargo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came out of a house and stood
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2/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be the same as fog, but
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2/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.326 | "Being an Old Dragon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly you have paid what you owe. Miles
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2/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person is walking on a country road
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2/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.328 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They told me this tale. I knew all
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2/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.329 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being a truck...
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2/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you are comes along slowly to me
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2/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.331 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we look at each other, our eyes
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2/8/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.332 | "Beyond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Putting the silver evening, whatever river
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2/16/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.333 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: I have to cross...
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2/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A last willow holds on to the water
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2/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.335 | "To Someone Who Gave This House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To someone who gave this house
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.336 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Living by Number Four a long time
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2/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.337 | "Meeting Offensive People"
First line: Someone comes toward you. Theyre mad. You might as well
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1/14/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Train sound before day, then day; four
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2/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A vine that pleased us grew solemnly, with flowers
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2/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.339 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All our slow years a tree grew near home
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1/30/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.340 | "Simple Instructions"
Typed draft.
First line: Please, hands, be steady, in place
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.340 | "Incident"
Typed draft.
First line: One summer evening in the world, the air
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.341 | "Letter None of My Children Has Got Around to
Writing"
Typed draft.
First line: This letter is for my fathers friends
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2/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.342 | "Black Box"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A peck on the cheek and on by, no snowflake
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1/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vines come over, then a bush
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1/18/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.343 | "Summer Camp Distant Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You never visit now, or call or write. Neither
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1/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.344 | "Distant Friend"
Typed draft.
First line: You never visit now, or call or write. Neither
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1/19/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.344 | "Night Waves"
Typed draft.
First line: Waves measure the shore true as a line
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1/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.345 | "White Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your shoes when you walk at night catch
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1/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.346 | "Tidal Night Waves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some friends measured the shore, taut as a line
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1/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.346 | "Understanding Poetry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said one of the bullets had
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1/15/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.346v | "White Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your shoes when you wlk at night have had
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1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.347 | "White Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A climber came to these white blossoms
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1/20/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.348 | "Madge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Or you could do it, the speech I mean
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1/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.349 | "Barnum and Bailey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And also besides, listen, in addition, there was
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1/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.349 | "Real Estate"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best caves look out on a lake or
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1/27/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.350 | "Mt. St. Helens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People said The Government should have used
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1/26/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.351 | "White Flowers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever you go then a mine follows
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1/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they can, trees reach over
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1/24/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.353 | "Simple Instructions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please, hands, be steady, in place
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1/28/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.353 | "Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One summer evening in the world, quiet
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1/29/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Save me from what I dont know to save
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1/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.354 | "At In a City Curchyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moss is all that cares
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1/13/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.355 | "What Art Cant Depict: Outside
Calgary"
Typed draft.
First line: This hesitation, this imperfect Indian, and
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12/12/1981 |
Box: 25 | 82.356 | "When We Write"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A feeling haunts us that all around is
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1/25/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.357 | "Birthdays Gift- 1916 - for
Dorothy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tree rings of that year are wide. Count back
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1/7/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.358 | "Ode to Garlic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden, it comes for you
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1/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.359 | "Line-Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My face was pulled this way by normal stress
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1/11/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came along. It was blowing, an open
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1/12/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By being awkward, one is real: that odd
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1/9/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We fall toward stars. We care
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1/10/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.361 | "Watching the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain wants to know all day where the river is
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1/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.362 | "Sour Fruit, Thats the Way the World Is,
Lemon Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All sour fruit, thats the way the world
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1/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.362 | "The Land Bridge People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All right, so they had a darkness then
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1/4/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.363 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the days we are climbing through snow
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1/6/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To maintain what they started, one would
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1/5/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a forest you hear the green. You smell
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1/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a train sound comes. Those other
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1/3/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking into a flower you wonder why all
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1/2/1982 |
Box: 25 | 82.366 | "Visiting Our Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While weather happens people decide who owns it, but
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1/2/1982 |
Box: 26 | 83.1 | "Looking for Gold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A flavor like wild honey begins
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12/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.1 | "Several Senses Getting Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt have to be gold; silver
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12/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.2 | "Being Ready"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it comes, it may be small, a quirk
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12/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.3 | "For the Unknown Enemy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This monument is for the unknown
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12/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.4 | "Appearances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A flame has been hiding, hovering lower than
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12/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dragons are lively while they are dying
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12/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.5 | "For the Unknown Enemy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is a monument for the unknown
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12/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.6 | "Every Morning All Over Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the world guides me
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12/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.7 | "Appearances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summers we climbed only the real
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12/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.8 | "Appearances"
Typed draft.
First line: Never hungry enough, we explored only
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12/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Zero came in January. Till then
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12/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.10 | "A Long Walk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk on. Dawns revelation
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12/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As far as I know, hope is romantic
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12/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is going to occur to me will flower
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12/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Brother---preached to the birds
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12/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those years, tranquilized by immediate
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12/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell me some writers are significant
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12/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day with its long look, night with its blanket
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12/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To press its arabesques, fern follows
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12/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have pages in the newspaper for
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12/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.15 | "Page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another way around...
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12/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Different from other robins, more shy
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12/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are to carry and lift, then rest. No day
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12/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light from a rainbow roofed the meadow
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12/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray was big news yesterday-- deep
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12/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.20 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Dragons are lively while they are dying
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12/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.21 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: When dues day comes, whatever
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.21 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One of the skies is toward that faintest star
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.22 | "Long Walk"
Typed draft.
First line: We walk on. Dawns revelation
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12/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the skies is toward that faintest star
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12/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.23 | "Taking Care"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My heart keeps time. When it stops
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12/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When dues day comes, whatever
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12/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.24 | "Pauline Driving"
Typed draft.
First line: A listening face. In her profile
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.25 | "Pauline Driving"
Typed draft.
First line: A giant machine nods in the horizon
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.26 | "Bowing in the New Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow December songs brought by northerly
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12/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.26 | "Falling Apart`"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our statue to chastity, a girl with a white
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12/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.27 | "Big House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She was a modern, you know
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12/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.27 | "My Part of the Labyrinth "
Handwritten draft.
First line: In summer, on a sandbar where the river turned
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12/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.28 | "By Tens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my twenties many days came with war wind twen
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11/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.29 | "Alaska Cedar"
Typed draft.
First line: Shy in the woods a few cedars carefully
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.30 | "For a City Child"
Typed draft.
First line: Out in the country some of the things that happen
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.31 | "Legends Along MAin Street"
Typed draft.
First line: Peg with her doll, Bob with his share of the books
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.32 | "Greeks and the Bible"
Typed draft.
First line: Let a bird sing, then you know
|
1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trucks bring the trees back and set them up
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11/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You need all the sky there is but sometimes
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11/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wire was going through the woods and it came
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11/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Storms live up there. They descend
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11/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Continents defined by ice recover
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11/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Studying motives of a psychiatrist, the student
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11/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come toward me. Their shoulders touch
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11/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unwilling to live through that kind of winter
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11/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All alone in its canyon Willow Creek
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11/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.38 | "Being Quiet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves turned yellow, and people whose faces
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11/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.39 | "Watching the Toast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When toast gets darker and the burner turns off
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11/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A forester named Wind ranges the islands
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11/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Headfirst into life, not even breathing or
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11/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day after day trees we planted stand
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11/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.42 | "Miss Pinkerton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well do some thinking. Our teacher made the room
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11/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.43 | "Girl We Knew"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way fish dont know what water is
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11/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over at Sauls on The Smoky Hill, carved into
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11/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.44 | "Bear Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are things a dog cant do
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11/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.45 | "Bear Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: You wont find me fighting a bear
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11/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.46 | "Bear Dog (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: My brother had grandfathers handsome walk
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11/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.47 | "Miss Pinkerton"
Typed draft.
First line: Well do some thinking. The room went
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11/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.48 | "Miss Pinkerton"
Typed draft.
First line: Well do some thinking. Teacher had the room go
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11/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold, imposing my hunger, gluttonous of time
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11/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.50 | "draft of Improving Your Dreams
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way you are supposed to dream
|
1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.51 | "One Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One morning when people looked out their windows
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11/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.51 | "First Clarinet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Later, too late for preventing what happened - after
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11/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.52 | "One Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: One morning when people looked out their windows
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11/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.52 | "First Clarinet"
Typed draft.
First line: Later, too late for preventing what happened, fater [after]
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11/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.53 | "First Clarinet"
Typed draft.
First line: Later, too late to prevent what happened - after
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11/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We always knew it could happen, splinters
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11/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Narrow the road, cold the way, where
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11/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light rain as I ran
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11/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.56 | "Rebuke for the Nobel Committee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever a river finds a low place it winds
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11/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A clutter of hens educated in opinions
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11/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the courtroom at Bend, in the sun
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11/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon, with their shadows inside them, sycamores
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10/31/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.60 | "Note Slid Under the Door"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people dont know this
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10/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.61 | "Nuclear Song Note Slid Under the
Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people dont know this, but
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10/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.62 | "Hills in Eastern Ohio"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After we learn some things, other things
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10/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.63 | "Facing Dawn at OSU Oklahoma
State"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the early light I jog out through Stillwater
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10/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.64 | "Facing Dawn at OSU Oklahoma
State"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the shadow of an enormous cross north of town
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10/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.65 | "As dawn holds..."
Typed draft.
First line: As dawn holds all but lets it ease and grow
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9/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the sun, we withdraw and lift
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10/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air in the mountains, often frozen, never
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10/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the moonlit forest, one dark tree
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10/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.68 | "My Fellow Native Americans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now is a little late for being excited
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10/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.69 | "Notes from the Traveler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Language with all its endearing mistakes
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10/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.70 | "Watching the Toast"
Typed draft.
First line: When the toast gets darker and the burner turns off
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11/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.71 | "Being Quiet"
Typed draft.
First line: Leaves turning yellow, and people whose faces
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.71 | "Little Glimpse Watching the
Toast"
Typed draft.
First line: When the toast gets darker and the burner turns off
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11/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.72 | "Diary Entry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our children treated fair, their hopes encouraged
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9/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.73 | "To Looking at a Critic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you write I watch your face
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9/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.74 | "On a Street in Portland Salmon
Street"
Typed draft.
First line: Serving far here in the world
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9/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.74v | "At Night Somtimes"
Typed draft.
First line: A voice lower than silence
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.75 | "Diary Entry"
Typed draft.
First line: Today was a careful day:
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9/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.75 | "Looking at a Critic"
Typed draft.
First line: While you write I watch your face,
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9/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air flows by. Rain comes on
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9/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.76 | "White Sound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its going is better than silence, the world
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9/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.77 | "Fame"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My book fell in a ricer and rolled
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9/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steve told us first, a new trail starting
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9/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.79 | "Storms at Boise"
Typed draft.
First line: You think youre a spectator when storms come from
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9/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For separation either space or time
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9/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.81 | "At Night Sometimes A Note Slid Under the
Door"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes a voice lower than silence
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9/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I visited here by the air and the mountains
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9/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was the river I missed. My friends had a right
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9/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day had to come. It waited
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9/7/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in office and shop in the city
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9/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.83v | "Salmon Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Serving far here in the world
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9/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain animals are living, wolves
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9/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.85 | "Time Goes By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a corner you meet a face. It follows you
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9/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I wonder where a town isit comes
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9/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.77.1 | "As dawn holds..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun comes up along. One bird flies
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9/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.86 | "As dawn holds..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening comes down the street. It looms through windows
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9/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day opens. Its air flows by. Stern as a shadow
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9/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.87 | "At Night Sometimes"
Typed draft.
First line: A voice lower than silence
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9/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.87v | "I Have Never Been One, But Salmon
Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Serving far here in the world
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9/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun, it was hot I remember, all
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9/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mistakes made long ago, what you
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8/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.89 | "Waiting for Friends Standing
Outside"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lagging up just before dawn in late summer
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8/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.90 | "Mornings, Hoods, Old People"
Typed draft.
First line: A hood hunches warm, winter mornings
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.91 | "Mornings, Hoods, Old People (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: ...and often, for practice, or when big
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brighter than day, when lightning came
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8/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When mountains go sightseeing they look for
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8/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.93v | "Our Time"
Typed draft.
First line: It came when autumn came, the right day
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10/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.94v | "Saint Matthew and All"
Typed draft.
First line: Lorene, we thought shed be home, but
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10/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along our street when I walk there, besides
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8/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First I lift an image in the darkroom
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8/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So long, summer. Take your tiresome flowers
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8/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.96 | "College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a lecture our town turned over, and I listened
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8/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds that day forgot to sing
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8/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.97 | "Pathetic Fallacy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old foreman, just before he died
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8/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.97 | "Important Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before dawn a train whistle at long
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8/31/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plants that bring foregiveness into deserts, and sometimes
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8/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.98 | "Hunters Camp"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our host was talking. It was cold
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8/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are hauling 1983 away in a big
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8/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here are the salesmen
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8/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are coming to Silence, my homeland. It says
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8/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If this page could take you anywhere
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8/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow, too summer for wool, will
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8/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont stop till the end of this, for all
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8/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oaks dont know they are trees. An oak
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8/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little careful ants come out of the ground
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8/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.104 | "Library Scripture Opening the Lake Oswego
Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many keys hide and are called forth by a little
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8/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Space is was that sent the atoms home
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8/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Across a room someone laughs. It is
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8/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.106 | "In Partridges Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down in a slant from one side, the roof beams
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8/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the stove one night a face appeared
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8/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.107 | "Learning Your Place at Cranbrook"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near dark, but the lawn still visible
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8/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.108 | "poem notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Written on Barbara Hennings ms:
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8/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.109 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home from Cranbrook
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8/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.110 | "Burnout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years later, when a bamg by my ear
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8/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The animals in enemy country stray
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8/7/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.111 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Beginning far off and coming near at dawn
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.112 | "Looking Up at Night"
Typed draft.
First line: In its awful stillness the moon feels how the earth
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.112 | "You Reading This"
Typed draft.
First line: Many pages in
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.113 | "For You Reading This"
Typed draft.
First line: Many pages in
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.114 | "Encounter"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking an open cottonwood grove that follows
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.114v | "William Stafford On Teaching (prose
notes)"
Typed draft.
First line: Or profit, or fame...
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.115 | "At a Garden Party"
Typed draft.
First line: Clown faces at the door
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.116 | "Reminder Looking Up at Night"
Typed draft.
First line: Some time the moon, its great, still, steady rock floating
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.116 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Thanks to the jay that calls for hours, refusing
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7/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.117 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Listen through the wall where fields go forth
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.118 | "Living in the Open"
Typed draft.
First line: Because of the wide country where I was born
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.119 | "Trying Failing to Please"
Typed draft.
First line: It might not work, even with everything
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.120 | "Standing Outside"
Typed draft.
First line: Oaks dont know they are trees: an oak
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8/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.121 | "Standing Outside (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: ...staying around on the blind side now, are waiting
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8/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old Mr Booth, do you live in that big
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8/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.122 | "At Memorial Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A butterfly again, pretending to be chance
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8/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.123 | "Time Goes By"
Typed draft.
First line: On a corner you meet a face. It follows you
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9/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.124 | "Coming Back to Western Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one comes out of the crowd or through
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9/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Places in the woods that open out, ponds or prairies
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7/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.126 | "How It Goes; Perry Mason"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tragg knows the drillfingerprints, interviews
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7/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.126 | "After a Cold Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something you should have done, or not done
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7/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.127 | "Family Januarys Child"
Typed draft.
First line: My life arrived in winter, wrapped
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.128 | "Questioning the Residents After Who Foiled an
the Attempted Robbery"
Typed draft.
First line: Gun has no comment to make
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6/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.128 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In a country long ago they had this claim
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6/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.129 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: After the blast no one will hear the echo
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.130 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A nighthawk appeared, a flare of quick
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.130 | "1940"
Typed draft.
First line: It is August. Your father is walking you down
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.131 | "Admirable People"
Typed draft.
First line: Admirable people are a success, whatever
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.132 | "Whenever"
Typed draft.
First line: Whenever you wake and lightning takes
|
1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.133 | "Let Me Tell You a Mountain Out Through a
Church Window"
Typed draft.
First line: Sunday means different: flowers tell church goers
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.134 | "Guest List"
Typed draft.
First line: People not there at the party were its main
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.135 | "Where Night Comes From"
Typed draft.
First line: Every morning before full light shadows decide
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.136 | "After a Cold Goodby"
Typed draft.
First line: Something you should have done, or not done
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7/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.137 | "How It Goes : Perry Mason"
Typed draft.
First line: Tragg knows the drill - fingerprints, interviews
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7/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.138 | "Carloss House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers lift their yellow and red from heaps
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7/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time has been taking them away, my friends
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7/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.140 | "Land-Bridge Theory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we walked across from Asia, and the ice
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7/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of person who wears the kind of hat
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7/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thanks to the jay that called for hours, refusing
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7/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.141 | "For You Reading This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many pages in
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7/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.142 | "Reminder Looking Up at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time the moon, its great, still, steady rock floating
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7/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.142 | "Living in the Open"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of the wide country where I was born
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7/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.143 | "Encounter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I gave the days whatever they wanted
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7/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.143 | "At a Garden Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A white balloon broke loose
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7/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.144 | "Encounter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking an open cottonwood grove along
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7/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.145 | "At Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds hear music in their little land
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7/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.146 | "Failing to Please"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully speak expected words. Correctly
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7/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was warm, but it looked like winter
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7/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you do not need me. Somebody
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7/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fields push toward the road, big dark trees
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7/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.148 | "Family Januarys Child"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life came to me in winter, wrapped in fur. Ears heard
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7/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowly, learning my way by trying, I fly
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7/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is better to let sycamore leaves fall
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7/31/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A door opens. What part of history waits
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7/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We both know, the sun and I
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7/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.151 | "Wandering in Prison"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My days are the dark ones, cloudy
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7/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All those minutes when nothing began
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7/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A voice came through the trees this morning, like
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7/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.154 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Places in the woods that open out, ponds or prairies
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7/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.154 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: She laughs because the world is there
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.155 | "Toast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once Im here, says the hickory, I hardly
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7/7/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.155 | "Going Through a Junkyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything you see so exactly what it is
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7/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.156 | "Learning to Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You open your mouth, and the world
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6/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.156 | "Pilgrims followed by two xeroxes of DW
page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come to the door, sometimes carrying
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6/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the storm comes you find a shelter under
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6/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.158 | "Guest List"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There were people not there, at the partyits main
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6/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early in its wandering Highway Four
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6/7/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So still a child looked out that the window stared
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6/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those beginning shapes in the earliest light
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6/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robins never hear the news. If we lived there
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6/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.161 | "Let Me Tell You a Mountain Out Through a
Church Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunday means different. Flowers tell church goers
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6/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.162 | "Questioning the Residents After Who Foiled an
the Attempted Robbery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Knife smiled. Gun didnt have
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6/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.162 | "In a country long ago..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Iran when it was Persia they had this claim
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6/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Treasures that people have, little unrevealed
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6/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.163 | "Who What When Where"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was midnight. Nobody wanted it to get
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6/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.164 | "Lost Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Living alone you get quiet, the way lakes
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6/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.165 | "Todays Lesson Admirable People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Admirable people are a success, whatever
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6/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.166 | "1940"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little lights along the path glow under their hoods
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6/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A nighthawk appeared, a flare of quick
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6/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.167 | "Labor Dispute"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let my leg hurt then
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6/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the blast no one will hear the echo
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6/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.168 | "Questioning the Residents After Who Foiled an
the Attempted Robbery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gun when questioned had no comments then
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6/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.169 | "Whenever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever I wake and lightning overtakes
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6/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We called them lazy days, in August, a time
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6/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.171 | "Hide and Seek One Year Old"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She claps because the world is there
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6/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.172 | "Falling Apart"
Typed draft.
First line: Our statue to chastity, a girl with a white
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12/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.173 | "By Tens"
Typed draft.
First line: In my twenties many days came with a war wind
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11/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.174 | "Big House"
Typed draft.
First line: She was a modern, you know
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12/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.175 | "Being Ready"
Typed draft.
First line: When it come, it may be smal, a quirk
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12/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.176 | "For the Unknown Enemy"
Typed draft.
First line: This monument is for the unknown
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12/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.177 | "Looking for Gold"
Typed draft.
First line: A flavor like wild honey begins
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12/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.178 | "Every Morning All Over Again"
Typed draft.
First line: Only the world guides me
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12/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.179 | "Several Senses Getting Out"
Typed draft.
First line: It doesnt have to be goldsilver
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12/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.180 | "Appearances"
Typed draft.
First line: Never hungry enough, we climbed only
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12/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.181 | "Pathetic Fallacies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is, you know, only wind that pushes
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6/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.181 | "Pain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You ever have a pain when you began
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6/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.182 | "Old Lady"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the evening of her life she spoke
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5/31/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We went down to the river loking for summer
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5/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As if what they came for is only
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5/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the best places were dark
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5/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One chapter wouldnt turn over
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5/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those lights out in the yard at every farm
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5/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light goes on in a cabin miles from anyplace
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5/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So what, when the visitors come?
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5/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.189 | "Paragraphs"
Typed draft.
First line: For plants alive in the rain, but without any
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5/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.190 | "Where Night Comes From"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning before full light a shadow decides
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7/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.191 | "Legends Along Main Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Usually then to Aunt Mabels store, if she wasnt
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5/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.191 | "Greeks and the Bible"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let a bird sing. Then you know
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5/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.192 | "For a City Child"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in the country some of the things that happen
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5/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.192 | "Legends Along Main Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Peg with her doll, Bob carrying his share of the books
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5/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.193 | "Alaska Cedar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shy in the woods amid spruce and hemlock
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5/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After it was over, a woman they called Sam
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5/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were singing one time and a storm
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5/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trailing a bear, come to a river, stop
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5/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.196 | "Paragraphs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plants abroad live with rain. They dont have
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5/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.197 | "Mornings, Hoods, Old People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter mornings, a hood hunches warm
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5/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.197v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A world stretched out and became itself
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5/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.198 | "Prohibitions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a winter morning do not put your tongue
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5/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.198 | "Our Leader Mr Boss"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First it was May. Oleanedr spilled blossoms
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5/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can stop anywhere in the mountains. Its cool
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5/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wear gloves when you can. It hurts
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5/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.199v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A baby comes and carries life
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.200 | "Mornings, Hoods, Old People (2
p.)"
Typed draft.
First line: A hood hunches warm, winter mornings
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5/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other people, disappointed, short-temper
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5/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You start with carborundum, or anything
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4/14/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.203 | "Walking at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trail of a big animal came through town
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4/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.204 | "Life, A Ritual"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother had a child, one dark
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4/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.205 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Interloper Coyote, are there things
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.206 | "Robin"
Typed draft.
First line: Where time comes from when dawn opens
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.207 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In early spring you have all the leaves
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.207 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: All extremes proclaim times power
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.208 | "17872"
Typed draft.
First line: A glacier holds. Time promises
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.208 | "Easy on the Mustard"
Typed draft.
First line: The clock has already begun to clean up the past
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.209 | "Cutting Loose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in the desert, for no reason
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8/9/1982 |
Box: 26 | 83.209 | "Weavers at the Barn Learned at the Weavers
Barn "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mary Jo says you can skip--so
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8/9/1982 |
Box: 26 | 83.210 | "Weavers at the Barn Learned at the Weavers
Barn "
Handwritten draft.
First line: They wear scissors around their necks
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8/9/1982 |
Box: 26 | 83.211 | "Learned at the Weavers Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can thread heddles from the center
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8/9/1982 |
Box: 26 | 83.212 | "Outside of McPherson, Kansas In a Country
Churchyard"
Typed draft.
First line: You little diggers and birds, things
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8/21/1980 |
Box: 26 | 83.213 | "Behind What They Say"
Typed draft.
First line: Do you wonder what is behind peoples remarks
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1980 |
Box: 26 | 83.214 | "Behind What They Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They will tell you, though, but what you know
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8/23/1980 |
Box: 26 | 83.215 | "Lie Detector"
Typed draft.
First line: They say it beats like a fist, proclaiming
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8/29/1980 |
Box: 26 | 83.216 | "School Play"
Typed draft.
First line: You were a princess lost; I
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8/29/1980 |
Box: 26 | 83.216 | "Lie Detector"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I march I am acting a lie: slinking
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8/29/1980 |
Box: 26 | 83.217 | "Dedication"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silent as the world will be, time waits
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4/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Interloper Coyote, are there things
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4/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.219 | "Not Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One reason I cant write is time--it
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4/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their pallor, ivory white, and light like
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4/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All extremes proclaim times power
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4/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In early spring you have all the leaves
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4/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.222 | "Easy on the Mustard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clock has already begun to clean up the past
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4/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever it is wrapped in, however it is
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4/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is hard for the great. They know their place by whether
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4/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.224v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the earth need attend, only
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4/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.225 | "Robin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where time comes from when dawn opens
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3/31/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.226 | "Querencia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years and miles ago in a high country
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3/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.227 | "Querencia"
Typed draft.
First line: Years and miles ago in a high country
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3/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.228 | "Fort Yukon"
Typed draft.
First line: The map carefully tells where nothing is
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.229 | "Fort Yukon"
Typed draft.
First line: There isnt any more, the map in the library carefully
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.230 | "Fort Yukon"
Typed draft.
First line: Into silence and pouring undr ice permanent, gray
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.231 | "Learning at Minnesotas
University"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Momentous events flow around us
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3/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out here its different. What comes wont
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3/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just beyond the window, eyes have come
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3/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grizzlies wake up in March. Their skeletons
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3/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.234 | "Recuperation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As in a dream our street let go of
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3/3/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jean took one of the fashionable
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3/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.236 | "Campaign"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any land vacant, any open sea, any
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3/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter came running along the mountains
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3/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday comes one day to tomorrow and all of us
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3/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to have names, to learn other things
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3/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.240 | "Old Ways, New Ways"
Typed draft.
First line: Some things it is odd to say, though
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6/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.241 | "Pain"
Typed draft.
First line: You ever have a pain and begin
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6/1/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.242 | "Born Again Old Ways, New Ways"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things, it is odd to say, though
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6/2/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.243 | "Pilgrims"
Typed draft.
First line: They come to the door, usually carrying or leading
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6/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.244 | "Diesel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dull on its track through fog the moving train
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2/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.244 | "Standing Out in the Snow (Listening to the
Morning Train 4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold out a muff or scarf, and find early flakes
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2/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.245 | "Morning Train 1: Together"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the days, my tunnel by yours, time
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2/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the country to the north was hills and old
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2/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a dance we followed each other, a pattern
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2/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we walk far enough, and let the trees
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2/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some noticed a woman waiting by an unused
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2/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.249 | "Moosehide Boots/ Silverado / Fort Yukon /
Reference Points"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old people dont make moosehide boots any more
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2/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A woman, a darkhaired person, approaches me
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2/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surely you see it would be wrong
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2/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When its dark, when the tress are along and after the early
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2/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.253 | "Morning Train 1: Together"
Typed draft.
First line: Through the days, your tunnel by mine, time
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2/23/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.254 | "Standing Out in the Snow (Listening to the
Morning Train 4)"
Typed draft.
First line: Hold out a muff or scarf and find early flakes
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2/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.254 | "Wandering Diesel (Listening to the Morning
Train 2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Dull on its track the morning train
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2/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.255 | "Keeping the Lid On (Morning Train:
3)"
Typed draft.
First line: A rooster crows before light. The train
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2/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.256 | "At Otter Crest"
Typed draft.
First line: We take a room. Theres the fire, and its
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2/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.257 | "At Otter Crest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We take a room. Theres the fire, and its
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2/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.257 | "Back Home (Morning Train 3: Keeping the Lid
On)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A rooster crows before light. A train
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2/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before dawn, while doves were calling, a person
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2/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An ocean is waiting. From behind their dike
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2/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of the road, where the dump is
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2/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that I live in silver, a sound-quelled
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2/7/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I climb on the level. My breath quickly
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2/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone in your head, you hear midnight
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2/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Permit yourself an eyebrow sometimes, raised
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2/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It got darker. The parade went on. Then
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1/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.264 | "Campaign"
Typed draft.
First line: Any land vacant, any open field, any
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3/29/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.265 | "Sentences"
Typed draft.
First line: Whatever is closing toward us begins to spell
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3/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Towhees quick in the shrubbery and bubbles
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1/11/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By this far, only the small continue to witness
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1/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.267 | "In a Strange Place (Three Pieces of
Time:1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a cave with a strange rock in it, a place
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1/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds have lost their aplomb, but only
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1/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.267 | "Count Dracula"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my heart is this compass that says the world is lost, Count
Dracula Said
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1/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.268 | "Balloons at a Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Balloons in a cluster whisper their monstrous regard
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1/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.268 | "The Gift That Is Not a Gift (Three Pieces of
Time:2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gift that is not a giftsomething wants you
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1/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.268 | "Old Woman (Three Pieces of
Time:3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the world, some people are talking. It is cold
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1/9/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind comes our trees wave, part of
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1/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A boarded up window, and in the house behind it
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1/8/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its only the world, and only your time in it. Its only
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1/5/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.270 | "Night Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A train whistle makes me know a wide place
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1/6/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day come when all the ships are standing out
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1/4/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These tree people, these forest cities, live by events
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1/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.272 | "Reading Nietzsche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through a tunnel your little boat bumps
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1/30/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calm as the water is, our boat replies
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1/27/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.273 | "Watching from a Forest Service
Lookout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: History has its reasons I guess, and it made a turn
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1/28/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time, you may have what you like
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1/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.274 | "Lookout Woman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wrinkles have appeared, under the lookouts eyes
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1/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After so long a time, let go. You will find
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1/24/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far, blue-far, Broken Top holds the west.
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1/25/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was at the party on my birthday
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1/22/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the lies to tell yourself is how
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1/18/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.279 | "El Dorado"
Typed draft.
First line: From somewhere back in your mind, let the home town come
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.280 | "Highlands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One long lesson, that country persuaded by wind
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1/19/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant tell when out in the country
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1/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a white shadow at noon. It crossed
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1/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets go to the merrygoround. They are going
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1/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this big world most were passing toward
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1/21/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An old house, all doors and windows open
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1/20/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.284 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: This happened onceI was walking and heard a cry
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1/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the time when they were talking rain
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1/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This happened onceI was walking and heard a cry
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1/17/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.286 | "Message From a Satellite from on
High"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here comes our love for freedom, riding
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1/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.287 | "El Dorado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From somewhere back in my mind, El Dorado came
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1/15/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.288 | "Listen, Children"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One summer morning when Idaho turned gold
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1/16/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One a monument among the names
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1/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world is trying to enfold me now. Its air
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1/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you hear sometimes will break once more
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1/13/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.292 | "Sky Kiva"
Typed draft.
First line: Quail people in the palo verdes
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.293 | "Sky Kiva"
Typed draft.
First line: Quail people in the graveyard call
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.294 | "Sky Kiva"
Typed draft.
First line: Two notes, mild, repeated calls
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1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.295 | "Count Dracula"
Typed draft.
First line: Holding the sound in my throat quiet, my mother
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1/10/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through a small window my part of the world
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1/26/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.297 | "Taking Comfort"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a whistle, sometimes only
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1/12/1983 |
Box: 26 | 83.297 | "Cheering Me Up Taking Comfort"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before I was born, when I wasnt anyone
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1/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Off the road at the top of the pass
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1/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A country day made its tent all over
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1/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.299 | "Getting Away Pauline Driving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You move the gears, and how the world goes by
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1/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain quiet sometimes on the earth
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1/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a blizzard of loss I cant prevent
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1/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This face tells how time nibbles forward
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1/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.301 | "Life Lenore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dark, rich felt, wide-brim, easy bend hat
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1/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But a small bit of power
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1/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 83.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mellow sounda hornoverflows
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1/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.1 | "Death Watch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the dark house near midnight
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12/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.2 | "Runaway Teen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a freezing rainy night I chose one tree
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12/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.3 | "Death Watch"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside a dark house near midnight
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12/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.3 | "East Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: A leaf like a brown hand
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.3v | "Runaway Teen"
Typed draft.
First line: One cold night I was hiding. Some people
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12/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.4 | "Crowded Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The state said art was elective at every school
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12/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold December comes. A snowstorm
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12/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.6 | "Crowded Falls"
Typed draft.
First line: Our school had art and Miss Frasier, who also
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12/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.6v | "Crowded Falls"
Typed draft.
First line: Our school had art and Miss Frasier, who also
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12/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.7 | "Crowded Falls"
Typed draft.
First line: Our school had art and Miss Frasier, who also
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12/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.7v | "East Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: A leaf like a brown hand
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.8 | "Runaway Teen"
Typed draft.
First line: One cold night I was hiding
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12/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.8v | "Performance"
Typed draft.
First line: A dancer walks
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.9 | "My Feet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my feet vote, they turn away from
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12/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Later it is probably better to bury this, but
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12/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.10 | "Surrounded by Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: While digging potatoes in Japan
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9/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.11 | "During an Eclipse"
Typed draft.
First line: The world was mentioned by a last ray; not even a rock
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.11 | "Steps went by..."
Typed draft.
First line: Steps went by in the night. They were soft
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.12 | "Steps went by..."
Typed draft.
First line: People come close and then fade like shadows
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.12 | "Starting at the Library of
Congress"
Typed draft.
First line: With a right reference number you can
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.13 | "In the Sound of Time Going By"
Typed draft.
First line: My hand, this blind camera learning
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.14 | "Reading the Mud"
Typed draft.
First line: Reading the mud along a river I found
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.15 | "Five A.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain touched my face. Along the street
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12/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.16 | "That Other River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the shore of the Missouri one night
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12/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.16 | "No One Knows What They Mean"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Christmas evening low gray mist
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12/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.17 | "Searching for Quiet Air"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air that my mother found with her hands
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12/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.18 | "Along the Way Getting Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Briars catch in your coat
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.19 | "That Other River"
Typed draft.
First line: Late as the stars can stay, on the shore
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12/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.19 | "No One Knows What They Mean"
Typed draft.
First line: One gull appeared and floated the length
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12/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.19v | "One Night That Other River"
Typed draft.
First line: On the Missouri shore we talked a campfire
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12/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.20 | "Air"
Typed draft.
First line: Air that my mother found with her hands
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12/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.20v | "My Feet"
Typed draft.
First line: Shoes cant fully disguise those little
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12/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.21 | "Morning Run/Four A.M. Five A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: Still dark, the early morning breathes
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12/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.21v | "One Night That Other River"
Typed draft.
First line: On the Missouri shore we talked a campfire
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12/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.21v | "No One Knows What They Mean"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of low gray mist over the lake
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12/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.22 | "My Feet"
Typed draft.
First line: When my feet vote, they turn away from
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12/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.22 | "Later it is..."
Typed draft.
First line: Later it is probably better to bury this, but
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12/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.23 | "Later it is..."
Typed draft.
First line: Lifting cups, I enjoy them and put them down
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12/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.24 | "Performance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dancer walks
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12/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange and still in the north
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12/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.25 | "Jordan Valley"
Typed draft.
First line: On the farm a long slow wind begins to wander
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.26 | "Practice"
Typed draft.
First line: When you stop off at rehearsal you can stumble
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.27 | "Getting Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when briars catch in my coat
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12/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.28 | "draft of bio note William Stafford:
1914"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The other part of my life wanders along...
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12/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.28 | "Some Lines from Early Mornings
1984"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A weather system is always off the coast
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12/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.28v | "Being a Weed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the level of weeds a prairie country
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12/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.29 | "Electricians Helper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain insignificant eventslike dawn, or evening
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12/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.29 | "Kay"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You were warm. But your invisible
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12/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.30 | "Camping by the Cimarron"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flocks of sparrows, evening grosbeaks, waxwings
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12/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.30 | "Traction Devices Required"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have this be noon. Let the air become
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12/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.31 | "Art in Klamath Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dabbled ino cement at a restaurant door
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12/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who manage horses or build pasture
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12/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.31v | "Traction Devices Required"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We got this far, this tall
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12/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.32 | "Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something a wire was doing
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12/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lift of dawn beyond a mountain and then
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12/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mountain lake in winter
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12/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.34 | "Confronting Our Betters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could climb Hampshire Mountain
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12/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.35 | "At Liberty School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain slants in from the west over tillamook toward
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12/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The news floods out what already is
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12/31/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere a source of light
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12/23/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people when they hurry stop
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12/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the pass a traveler crossed, and another
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12/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.39 | "Gossip on the Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Floorboarded, wheels in the snow
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12/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After thunder if you put your hand
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12/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among cedar and fir some yew trees
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12/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.41 | "Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Something a wire was doing inside
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12/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.42 | "Being a Weed"
Typed draft.
First line: A prairie country is about right. Any field
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12/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the edges, never finding a way
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12/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.43 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The train you are waiting for has already
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12/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.44 | "High Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Avalanche lilies cluster where a meadow
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11/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.44 | "East Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A leaf like a brown hand
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12/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day decides. It comes over the mountains
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11/25/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.45 | "Practice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you stop off at rehearsal, you can stumble
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11/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.45v | "Jordan Valley"
Typed draft.
First line: On the farm a long slow wind begins to wander
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.46 | "On the Air"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems that a radio left on signaled
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11/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.47 | "From Crawdad Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night in Crawdad Falls the murky water
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11/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone here in my throat a purring sound
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11/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.49 | "Evening News Jordan Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A road along a river emerges from tall
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11/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.50 | "Look Away Jordan Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around the edge of a crowd will be
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11/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way things are, I pray. And things remain
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11/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: King or sovietwe didnt care
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11/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.52 | "Saying Light, Saying Corazon part
3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Farther back in the forest it all became
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11/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.53 | "Tides"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first wave of the new tide hardly
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10/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter would lift voices
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10/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.54 | "Exploration Finding These Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a constellation passed over
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10/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.55 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By this time of year evening returns
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10/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.55 | "Librarian at Fort Yukon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When parents made moosehide moccasins
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10/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.55 | "Staring Out a Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time is my favorite lake
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10/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk among unknown things. Tomorrow
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10/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.57 | "In Tune"
Typed draft.
First line: Listen: theres a background hum
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.58 | "In Watzek Library In the Libary"
Typed draft.
First line: You are reading a book, and think you know
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.59 | "Lesson for the Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Once when I was a vampire
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.60 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Many a constellation passed over
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10/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.60 | "Our Betters"
Typed draft.
First line: Our betters, who live wisely, know
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9/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.61 | "Tides"
Typed draft.
First line: The first wave of the new tide hardly
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10/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.62 | "Song"
Typed draft.
First line: In the forest a vine
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.63 | "Browser"
Typed draft.
First line: Is there another book that was
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.64 | "Lord Hamilton"
Typed draft.
First line: Turn with your arm out, quiet and smooth
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.64 | "On the Way"
Typed draft.
First line: You can avoid mountains, but
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.65 | "Any Time"
Typed draft.
First line: A bush climbs out of the earth and waits
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.65 | "Chicory"
Typed draft.
First line: Till the great darkness gathers them in
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.66 | "Chicory (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Every night under my pillow the earth ticks
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.67 | "Walking into Winter"
Typed draft.
First line: Part of a story I read on the snow
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.68 | "Saying Light, Saying Corazon"
Typed draft.
First line: Even far back in the forest where it becomes all
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.69 | "Saying Light, Saying Corazon
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: I park by a slope where many a jagged form
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.70 | "How It Can Be"
Typed draft.
First line: People can drift farther apart. They can
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.71 | "At the Channel Light How It Can
Be"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People can drift farther apart. They can
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They claimed all of America because they
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10/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years filled the lake, then spilled. They
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10/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.73 | "Reason I Like Early Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our streetlight finds a few leaves
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10/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.73 | "Hors dOeuvres"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wise people dont make their interesting mistakes any more
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10/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.74 | "Early in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was from inside my lattice of thought
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10/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.74 | "My Plan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunlight will follow my shoes measuring land
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10/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.75 | "Saying Light, Saying Corazon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night when you wake it is almost never a bear
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10/31/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.75 | "Saying Light, Saying Corazon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I drove out where the old words were, in the desert
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11/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.76 | "Our Betters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our betters, who live wisely, know
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9/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.76 | "Lesson for the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once when I was a vampire
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9/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.77 | "In Watzek the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are reading from a book and think you know
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9/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The corridor turns. You think maybe
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10/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.78 | "In Tune"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen - theres a background hum
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9/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.79 | "In Tune"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we could see the other wavelengths it would be light
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9/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.80 | "Walking the into Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of a story I read on the snow
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9/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.81 | "Surrounded by Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While digging potatoes in Japan
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9/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.82 | "Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the forest a vine
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9/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.83 | "Browser"
Typed draft.
First line: Is there another book, hidden
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.83v | "Dolores"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile you existed
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.84 | "Lord Hamilton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn with your arm out, quiet and smooth
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9/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.84 | "On the Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can avoid mountains, but
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9/25/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then the strange noise of rain will talk
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9/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.86 | "Browser"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there another book, hidden
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9/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.86 | "Chicory"
Typed draft.
First line: Down there under other flowers, these blue
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8/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.86 | "Chicory"
Typed draft.
First line: Every night under y pillow the earth ticks
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8/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.87 | "Any Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bush climbs out of the earth and waits for
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8/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.87 | "Chicory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Till the great darkness gathers them in
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8/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun rolled out. A cloud became theat country
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8/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Craft of the forest clothed that slope, the pine
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8/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.89 | "Out Camping Once"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At midnight, in the middle of stars, we woke. The sky
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8/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.90 | "Tantrums of the Middle Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river flows toward autumn, which flows
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8/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A life is not one leaf, but all the leaves
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8/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Released in the evning, why did I stay? Beyond
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8/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life inside a cloud, light filtering in
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8/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Climb a tall tree and the world
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8/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fallible people sometimes get invaluable
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8/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.93v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We should have wondered when the sea
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8/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.93v | "In the Sound of Time Going By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night my hand with its blind camera explores
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8/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.93v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By then certain wanderers came down
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8/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.94 | "Starting at the Library of
Congress"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a right reference number you can
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8/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.94 | "In the Sound of Time Going By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My hand is this blind camera learning
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8/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.95 | "Here Is a Souvenir During an
Eclipse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world was mentioned. How not not even a rock
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8/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steps went by in the night. They were soft
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8/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Historians come bya gesture
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8/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wake to the sound of a dove
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8/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.97 | "Mother, the Heart You Gave Goes
On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a period comes in this sentence, its
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8/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.97 | "Profound Conversations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They object who you are. You, be someone
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8/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.98 | "Chicory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down low, under other flowers, these blue
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8/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every night under my pillow the earth ticks
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8/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.99 | "Reading the Mud"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading the mud along a river I found
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8/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember that fist that went by when you bowed?
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7/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.101 | "Faux Pas"
Typed draft.
First line: Waiting seems to be best. That remark you made
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.102 | "At This Place"
Typed draft.
First line: It happens that night falls. It happens
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7/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.103 | "How They Hold Their Heads"
Typed draft.
First line: Bob Land was the best, I remember. Somehow
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7/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.104 | "Foggy Day at Port Townsend Song for a Foggy
Day"
Typed draft.
First line: When Archimedes was young
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7/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.105 | "Leaving a Writers Conference"
Typed draft.
First line: When we all leave here tomorrow
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8/21/1981 |
Box: 26 | 84.106 | "In the Cemetery Beyond Eisenhower
Avenue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some it is different, their tears and anger
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.107 | "Station on the Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Scribbled in dust, faint under grass
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7/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.108 | "At This Place"
Typed draft.
First line: It happens that night falls. It happens
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7/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.109 | "Foggy Day at Port Townsend Song for a Foggy
Day"
Typed draft.
First line: When Archimedes was young
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7/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.110 | "For My Parents"
Typed draft.
First line: AIRAIRAIR...
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7/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.111 | "Walking in the Military Cemetery In the
Cemetery Beyond Eisenhower Avenue"
Typed draft.
First line: For some it is different, easy anger
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.112 | "Old Time Centrum Blues"
Typed draft.
First line: A wave will tease till a stone
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7/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.113 | "Ms Found in a Bottle In the Cemetery Beyond
Eisenhower Avenue"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe for some it is different, easy anger
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.114 | "In the Cemetery Beyond Eisenhower
Avenue"
Typed draft.
First line: For some it is different, tears and
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.115 | "At Fort Worden: Calling Names"
Typed draft.
First line: The gun emplacement where we live aims
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.116 | "At Fort Worden: Calling Names"
Typed draft.
First line: These tranquil waters cuddle a shape so hot
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.117 | "At Fort Worden: Calling Names (xerox of
MS)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This gun emplacement where we live aims
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.118 | "How They Hold Their Heads"
Typed draft.
First line: Bob Land was the best, I remember. Somehow
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7/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.119 | "At Fort Worden: Calling Names "
Handwritten draft.
First line: This gun emplacement where we live aims
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7/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.120 | "Featured Performer"
Typed draft.
First line: When the speakers eloquence
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7/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.121 | "How They Hold Their Heads"
Typed draft.
First line: Bob Land was the best, I remember. Somehow
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7/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vistas that loom on the earthDakota
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7/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You speak far, but you dont listen. Most
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7/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.123 | "Faux Pas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waiting seems to be best. Your remark might
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7/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.124 | "Reading the Mud"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wire buried in the earth
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7/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.124 | "Chicory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By August this road meanders Queen
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7/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.125 | "At This Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happens that night falls. It happens
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7/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many stand at the edge of light, there
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7/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pale, too pale, day began
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7/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moutains are gone, that held their eternal snow
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7/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.127.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain day follows around the earth
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7/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.128 | "Advice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be careful not to mean much
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7/23/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my typewriter stood in the light, words
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7/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The ocean wins arguments but
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7/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.130 | "Pathfinder Model G-1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this machine, when a door slams another one
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7/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.131 | "Pathfinder Model G-1"
Typed draft.
First line: In this machine, when a door opens another one
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7/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.131 | "Lowdown on Some Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: Willows have bad habits. They are
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.132 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Where town ends, fields accept all
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7/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.132 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Remember that fist that went by while you bowed?
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7/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.133 | "Lowdown on Some Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: Willows have bad habits. They are
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7/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.134 | "Lowdown on Some Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows have bad habits. They are
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7/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the sycamore we have chairs for midday
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7/25/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our streetlight under its arch of dark
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6/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.137 | "Brothers"
Typed draft.
First line: Before anyone came we all knew
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.138 | "Purifying the Language of the
Tribe"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking away means
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4/10/1982 |
Box: 26 | 84.138 | "Anyone"
Typed draft.
First line: Years later at a party where a door
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6/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.139 | "Gone Like Mazama"
Typed draft.
First line: In Oregon one of the mountains isnt
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.139 | "Initiation"
Typed draft.
First line: Not being able to believe in the hero
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.140 | "Lover Compareth His Love to a Storm That
Buffets a Ship at Sea"
Typed draft.
First line: On fair days when slumbrous afternoons
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.141 | "Old Blue"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day Ill crank up that monster again, let it
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.142 | "Old Blue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some day Ill crank up that truck again, let it
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6/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.143 | "Anyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years later, at a party where a door
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6/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Armies are small in that country, the Snake River
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6/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.145 | "At a Public Ceremony"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fence wire in Texas was tuned for
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6/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.145 | "5 a.m."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the robins are beginning to talk
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6/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully lagging behind events receiving
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6/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While snow millions its way over Wyoming
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6/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.147 | "Law"
Typed draft.
First line: So and So owes money to
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5/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.148 | "Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When light first discovered the mountains
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6/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.148 | "Nicholas Baronofsky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little boy died once in a song
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6/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Large heavy sycamore leaves pulled
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6/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun begins a journey today. We
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6/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every minute a century ends, and
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6/23/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.151 | "Door Called Poetry (1 p.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like breathing, poetry happens...
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At The Coast we learned how small we are
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6/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All the bells that sounded in the morning
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6/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You open the door in an empty house
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6/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.154 | "in the Darkroom Developer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone appeared in the dim red light
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6/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.154 | "Kierkegaard Says"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mountains exactly at evening
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6/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.155 | "Developer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Visions come for my quick memory, not
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6/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.156 | "Brothers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before anyone came we all knew
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6/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pearly gray time descended in early
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6/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their souls looked out; the country
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6/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.159 | "Canyon Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: Many waters to each running telling
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6/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.160 | "Canyon Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many waters to each telling running
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6/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.161 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At noon people make sharp shadows. Where they stand
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.161 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: This has been an awful good day
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.162 | "Ritual for At the Thirtieth
Reunion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That afternoon when it rained
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6/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.162 | "Tank Town The Bent-Over Ones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some trees look down
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6/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.163 | "Nicholas Baronofsky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the harbor waves coast in, their hands
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6/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon people have darker shadows. Where they stand
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6/25/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.163 | "Passing 1984"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You stop, you look backcities that gleamed
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6/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.164 | "Listening to Strangers Wearing Ear
Protectors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We know where it was on the earth
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5/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.164 | "Wearing Ear Protectors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who looked away when they passed
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5/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.165 | "Wearing Ear Protectors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends have gone far, and the morning train
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5/10/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.166 | "Being Calm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any child that lives
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5/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great as the sun is, you can
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5/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the new year when the volcano
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5/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.167 | "Whatever You Do, or Dont Do, Counts
Libretto"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now we come to the bad part, where she hears
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5/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.168 | "How It Is on Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weather is everywhere. In even the stillest country
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5/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.169 | "Wearing Ear Protectors"
Typed draft.
First line: Now friends open their mouths and sentences
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5/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.169v | "For the Second Inaugural, January 1983
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Be ours, you leaders who guide our state
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12/15/1982 |
Box: 26 | 84.170 | "Wearing Ear Protectors"
Typed draft.
First line: It is different now. After the loud part
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5/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.171 | "Wearing Ear Protectors: A Way to
Survive"
Typed draft.
First line: It is different now. After the loud part
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5/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.172 | "How It Is On Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: Weather is everywhere. In even the stillest country
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5/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.173 | "Whatever You Do, or Dont Do, Counts
Libretto"
Typed draft.
First line: Now comes the bad part, where she hears
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5/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.174 | "Over the North Jetty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geese and brant, their wingbeat
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5/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals jump in the woods. They carry
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5/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.175 | "Always Faithful"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the roads went then was forever
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5/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At midnight in a ghost town
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5/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.176 | "Purifying the Language of the
Tribe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking away means Goodby.
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5/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.177 | "Nicholas Baronofsky"
Typed draft.
First line: A little boy died once in a song
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6/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.177 | "Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: Of its own accord light never stops
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6/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.178 | "Developer"
Typed draft.
First line: In the dim red light of the darkroom a face
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6/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.179 | "Ritual for At the Thirtieth
Reunion"
Typed draft.
First line: That afternoon when it rained
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6/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.180 | "Gone Like Mazama"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Oregon one of the mountains isnt
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5/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave at a time the ocean poses. In crystal
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5/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The shadow a tree has inside itself
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5/25/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Potatoes in their snug jackets grow
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5/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.183 | "At Bryants Grave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person with a lost voice that still reaches
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4/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Since you mention it - correction
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5/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The burden of animals begins to appear, a howl
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5/31/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.185 | "Law"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So and so owes money to
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5/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My father told a river once what kind
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5/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They think they should know
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5/25/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Salt came to dinner, greeted each guest
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5/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we found the mix was right
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5/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.188 | "Initiation ?Imitation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vindicate those not ever indicted, those
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5/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heres a cold day. Snow has fallen
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5/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An island surrounded by fish and their soft
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5/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.189 | "Cities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who go there have to be accepted. Cold air
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5/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.189v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain keys are given, like speaking
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5/23/1994 |
Box: 26 | 84.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tree on the valley floor
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4/22/1994 |
Box: 26 | 84.190 | "Deserters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first the old people hesitatedtime
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4/23/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.191 | "You and Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your exact errors make a music
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4/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let some of the sun begin its
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4/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.192 | "You and Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your exact errors make a music
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4/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, you can believe what you see
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4/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.193 | "Trying to Explain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Manacled on in the cold morning, my watch
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4/5/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.193 | "Questions That Come in the Spring of
1984"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do the clouds act as if nothing has happened?
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4/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.195 | "Seaview"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning rain at the window tapped lightly, then
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4/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.196 | "Seaview"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning rain at the window tapped lightly
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4/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.197 | "Children Still Play"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A peaceful, silent army already in place
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4/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.197v | "Ode to Garlic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sudden, it comes for you
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1/11/1982 |
Box: 26 | 84.198 | "At Seaside Seaview"
Typed draft.
First line: This morning rain at the window taped lightly then
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4/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.199 | "Children Still Play"
Typed draft.
First line: Children still play, but their elders who know are afraid
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4/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.199v | "Childish Things (six repeats - Christmas
message)"
Typed draft.
First line: When they light the candlea little
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12/26/1982 |
Box: 26 | 84.200 | "Over the North Jetty"
Typed draft.
First line: Geese and brant, their wingbeat
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5/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand tall
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4/24/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.202 | "You and Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My exact errors - hello
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4/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.203 | "How You Can Tell It Is Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the door sometimes when it is late
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4/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No longer for the gulls along the seawall
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4/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.204 | "Lover Compareth the Storms in His Love to the
Storms That Buffet the Ships at Sea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In fair days when slumbrous afternoons
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4/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trees back of Jack Lake and the sound
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4/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.206 | "Aeneas in Ohio, for James Wright"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone awake to words
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4/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.206 | "At a Cemetery for Casualties of the Drug
Generation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let it be known when they dig for causes
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4/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.207 | "In Lake Oswego / In Vermillion, South
Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A special daylight stays. It flows
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6/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.208 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Our own streetlight, under its arch of dark
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6/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.208 | "At a Public Ceremony"
Typed draft.
First line: Talk has many tunes. Praise
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6/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.209 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the earliest dawnlight leaves begin to declare
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6/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.210 | "Persistent Guest / Tap at the
Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bush became a tree, a stream
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3/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Copernicus our sun
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3/11/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.212 | "Day Will Come"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day will come, still, clear
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3/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.213 | "These Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of all the times when lips go dry
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3/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.213 | "Burning a Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Protecting each other, right in the center
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3/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.214 | "Burning a Book"
Typed draft.
First line: Protecting each other, right in the center
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3/21/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.215 | "These Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Of all the times when lips would go dry
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3/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Soaking up the ill will, temper, bad faith, then
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3/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When people got mad they took it out on Carol
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3/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.216v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A book fell in the Deschutes
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3/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we entered the barn from sunlight and closed the door
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3/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let my manner of hearing be ready, be open
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3/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You live in a foreign country
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3/22/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could have a morning. It would
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3/23/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of the time standard people came
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3/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds fly away, leaves fall
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3/18/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.220 | "Day Will Come"
Typed draft.
First line: A day will come, still, clear
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3/7/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.221 | "Persistent Guest"
Typed draft.
First line: On people who think they win
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3/12/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.222 | "Inheritance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The teachers at Plum Creek had left her
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3/15/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.223 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To do
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3/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.224 | "Confronting an Angry Person"
Typed draft.
First line: First ask, what illness, abiding
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4/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.225 | "You and Art"
Typed draft.
First line: Your exact errors make a music
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4/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.226 | "Deserters"
Typed draft.
First line: At first the old people hesitate -- time
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4/23/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.227 | "Checking Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can walk up the drive
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3/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.228 | "Piece for Music"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That moment comes when the earth
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3/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.229 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gil Seeley
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3/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.230 | "Taking Comfort"
Typed draft.
First line: The millionth snowflake in a disregarded hollow
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.231 | "Cross Purposes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These hours, these minutes, even now they are not
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3/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While water behind a dam
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3/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.232 | "How to be Mediocre"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years from now Ill disguise
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3/9/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever the main character comes, I bond
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3/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.234 | "Beginnings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Elk Lake a mirage came true
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3/6/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.235 | "Dangers in the Clock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today waits. Morning will tell how
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2/8/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.236 | "La Boheme"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The music said sorrow. It said Mimi was dead
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2/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.237 | "Comic Books from Japan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dragons are better. Their smoke emissions
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2/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A horse turns. It is before dawn
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2/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You face me, and its you - the face
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2/3/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt that the snow was coming
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2/4/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.241 | "High School"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day in my empty town Virginias house
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1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.242 | "Geography Lesson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the land quit moving, some of it
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2/13/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every town plays this day for itself
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2/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.244 | "Down Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dog in a book we had
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2/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.245 | "Coming to Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A balloon ascends on that path it finds in the air
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3/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we flew out over the ocean we spread
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2/28/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In prison for awhile - a technicality
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2/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.246 | "Coming to Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond my sight a balloon may be ascending
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3/1/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.247 | "Way Trees Began"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the trees came, when only grass
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1/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A last look, and animals turn away
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1/30/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.248 | "Afterward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afterward I sheltered on the sunny side
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1/31/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.249 | "World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it is really a wilderness, odd
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2/26/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Persuaded by tornadoes, Grandmother overlanded
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2/27/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.250 | "Checking Out"
Typed draft.
First line: You can walk up the drive
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3/2/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.251 | "Way Trees Began"
Typed draft.
First line: Before the trees came, when only grass
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1/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds oblige each other. They teach
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1/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.253 | "Listen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A knock on your door tonight - friends
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1/19/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.254 | "Taking Refuge Inside a Dictionary, the Judges
of a Literary Contest Condole Unsuccessful Candidates, and
Themsleves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its in the dictionary somewhere, our excuse
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1/17/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.255 | "World Spirit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A curve of a river is in my mind, a field
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1/16/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.256 | "Outpost"
Typed draft.
First line: In a blizzard of loss that I cant prevent
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1/14/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dreams in my feet lift them. They climb
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1/29/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night one still barn, all day
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1/20/1984 |
Box: 26 | 84.258 | "High School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Street that led where Virginia was, you had
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1/21/1984 |
Box: 27 | 85.1 | "For Sure Standing in the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you dont know you know
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12/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.1 | "Wildlife"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From timberline an Indian family come
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12/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.2 | "Transcontinental"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Earth at night became again what it was
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12/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creatures of home and field, retiring or bold
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12/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My cup is gone, the one with blue flowers
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12/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.5 | "One View"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way they tell it, someone found a snowball
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12/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.6 | "Making Bread"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yeast is mother, or sordough muttering
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12/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.7 | "Gift You Already Have"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This gift you already have, that doesnt live
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12/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.8 | "For You to Have Gift You Already
Have"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this house air has a home, under table
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12/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a walk every tree says the same thing, every
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12/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.10 | "Holmesville"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time the elms will be higher
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12/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.11 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those rewarded...
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12/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.12 | "Saying Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there a good way to do it?
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12/3/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.13 | "Picture You and I Are In"
Typed draft.
First line: The war games camera at headquarters has prepared
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.14 | "For Wolfgang Pauli, lost over the
sea"
Typed draft.
First line: Pauli was already lost. His math had left the world
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.15 | "Why There Are Quiet Ones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds in the pyrocanthus, robin, waxwing
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12/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.16 | "Sometimes"
Typed draft.
First line: It could be you move through a crowd
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.16 | "Wildlife"
Typed draft.
First line: Crosscountry, down from timberline, an Indian
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12/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.17 | "Making Bread"
Typed draft.
First line: Yeast will be mother, or sourdough muttering
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12/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.17 | "One View"
Typed draft.
First line: The way they tell it, someone
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12/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.18 | "For Sure Standing in the Library"
Typed draft.
First line: What you dont know, you know
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12/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.18 | "Solace"
Typed draft.
First line: Was is,
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.19 | "Waiting By the Sea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This tidepool you inhabit contains more than
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12/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.20 | "Sometimes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often when you move through a crowd
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12/22/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.21 | "Finally on This Evening Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: After everyone has become a success, after the plans
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12/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.22 | "In Among the Junipers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without regard for the rest of the country, this area drifts
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12/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the sound of water high in the trees, cold morning
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12/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.24 | "Presenting These Pages Pieces "
Typed draft.
First line: Just before waking - that single strong cry
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.25 | "It Is Time"
Typed draft.
First line: All that happens at the last, you already know
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.26 | "Rainy Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Our boots will squelch
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.27 | "Starting the Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Steep the tea, rinse the bowl, pour
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.28 | "Daylight Express"
Typed draft.
First line: When stations go by, when all you can do is
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.29 | "Waiting by the Sea"
Typed draft.
First line: This tidepool town you inhabit contains more than
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12/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.29 | "Finally on That This Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: After everyone has become a success, after the plans
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12/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.30 | "Among the Junipers"
Typed draft.
First line: Without regard for the rest of the country, this area
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12/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.31 | "Passing Seventy"
Typed draft.
First line: A cavern inside your life begins to shiver
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.32 | "For You"
Typed draft.
First line: It is a secret now, but already a tree
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.33 | "Being Sure"
Typed draft.
First line: On a still day the sun is mellowing westward
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.34 | "Reading the Fine Print"
Typed draft.
First line: Paths you follow disappear
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.35 | "Different Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Steel hardly knows what a hint is, but for thistledown
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.35v | "Free Verse"
Typed draft.
First line: A narrow river, deep, convinced by boulders
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.36 | "Etude"
Typed draft.
First line: You could say Moonlight. That would be enough
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.36 | "At Night in Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Every tree embraced by a scarf of snow
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.36v | "Free Verse"
Typed draft.
First line: A narrow river, deep, convinced by boulders
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.37 | "Creation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In late gray light from evening
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11/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.38 | "In Florida"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter Visitors play unattainable
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11/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.39 | "For All of Us Artists Any Evening Three
Artists on Location"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A glass door blinks open in the far gray house and the
soundless
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11/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.40 | "Trying to Perceive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Less than the veil, what is revealed
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11/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.41 | "Looking at Pattern Art Doing Modern
Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am this balance. If my life ever becomes
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11/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.42 | "For Ponce de Leon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Florida the land, even when it lies there
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11/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.43 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You become aware...
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11/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.44 | "Architecture Banquet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The room you are in was designed to make you forget
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11/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.45 | "Something Glimpsed, Something Overheard,
Followed"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like my father, I must find a way through the mountains
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11/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.46 | "My Father Saw Halleys Comet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It helped when birds came. Often a stormcloud
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11/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.46 | "Morning Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hoarse cry brandished from the north
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11/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.47 | "My Name is Tillie Olsen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I live by the washing machine. My husband comes home
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11/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.48 | "Comet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We trailed out through the dark
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11/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.49 | "Pelican Flight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I hold out my wings and the air
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11/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.50 | "Alexi Christopher von Hartman For Alexis
Christa von Hartmann: Proved Not Guilty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes awhile, recovering. You confess
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11/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.51 | "Building the House Before Bill Cunningham
Left"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before Bill Cunningham left, the joists
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11/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.52 | "Twentieth Century Authors Poets to Consider
for Next Seasons Series"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creighton L. Herksheimer the Princeton scholar
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11/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.53 | "Hurricane Kate / Beowulf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can die out there, or live
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11/22/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.54 | "From the Front Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning outside Yakima apple trees
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2/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.55 | "From the Front Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does anything happen this morning out there in the cold?
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2/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.56 | "What I Didnt Say to Tell
Berryman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This note is for a toy airplane to fly
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11/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.57 | "Report from a Dog K9 Operator Rover on the
Motael at Grand Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Four summers ago tar covered a road
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11/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.58 | "Honda"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the car sang in Wyoming was
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11/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.59 | "Monument for a Wrinkle in the Pavement Near
Haven Strong Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The years 1914-1986 - in case these numbers
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10/15/1986 |
Box: 27 | 85.60 | "Dreams That Are Poems 1: The Cords by a
Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are tangled together, a heavy one and a thin one
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10/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.60 | "Your Gift, Your Words, Your Rose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To any of us it may come, the random X
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10/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.61 | "October"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning the world is given gray, profound
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10/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.61 | "Often in Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often in talk a voice unheard
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10/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.62 | "Things the World Gave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Times in the morning early
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10/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In dim light so early my coffee seethes
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10/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.64 | "On the Trail to Big Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Confiding to red stones and white, Cold Spring softly
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10/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.65 | "People Saying No"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old junk in the yards, rusty car bodies
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10/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many say, I want to burn. Today is their
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10/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At sunset last evening a thin layer of haze
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10/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many old coats go to work today. They shuffle
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10/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But time that lasts was never time
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10/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People tell me how. My breath
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10/22/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.70 | "Saying Goodby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way bricks do it, they lie there on the road
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10/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.70 | "Weather"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It pushes into the windows, always
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10/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most things that happen
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10/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.71 | "Leaving a Path"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you turn away its the little quail
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10/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That rivers bend, that they never come back
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10/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My version says everyone, but the official report
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10/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.72v | "Latest Poetry Anthology Reaches
Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is where darkness lives. It is a rush that expands
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10/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.73 | "Latest Poetry Anthology Reaches
Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its weary. Whatever theyre doing they dont believe in
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10/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.73 | "Latest Poetry Anthology Reaches
Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is where darkness comes. It is a small bead
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10/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.74 | "Report from a Graduate of Roosevelt
Elementary School"
Typed draft.
First line: After sixth grade the parts of our neighborhood
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.75 | "Dreams That Try to Be Poems"
Typed draft.
First line: One of my hats is for staring from under. One
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.76 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Our children dont know the great November
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.77 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Winters breath. It is time for us
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9/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.78 | "Following a Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Certain things happen, little breezes
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.79 | "Following a Day (contd.)"
Typed draft.
First line: And some things you can say. Like to the sun, Thanks.
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.80 | "It Comes in Autumn"
Typed draft.
First line: Stand under the sky and think light
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.81 | "October "
Typed draft.
First line: This morning the world is given gray
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10/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.81 | "Often in Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: Often in talk a voice unheard
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10/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.82 | "Often in Talk (contd.)"
Typed draft.
First line: At the edge of talk, that voiceI call
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10/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Zarathustra preached in the market-place
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9/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: News for you - when geese fly through autumn
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9/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.83v | "This Observatory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our years are to glance out of. It may seem
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9/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over our scene their giant presence
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9/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.84 | "Big Picture You and I Are In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The war games camera at headquarters has prepared
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9/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.85 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Collections of poems:
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9/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One thing about Maria back then - she was
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9/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.86 | "Any This Observatory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are windows to glance out of. It may seem
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9/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.87 | "Following a Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Given, delivered to whatever time
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9/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.87 | "Following a Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because elms bend thir shoulders the same
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9/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt a sound, or a light, or a tremor
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9/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A policeman says to a beggar, Please
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9/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.90 | "Winters breath..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come in close. It is cold. Out there
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9/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.91 | "Winters breath..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ice crystals from in the breath
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9/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.91 | "Our children dont know..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our children dont know the great January
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9/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.91 | "Our children dont know..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: For too long we have not been grass
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9/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.92 | "Following a Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end, in a hurry to depart from the right place
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9/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.92 | "Citizenship Following a Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things you can say. Like to the sun, Thanks.
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9/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.92 | "Alone in the Meadow Following a
Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain things happen, little breezes
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9/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the years it responds, never forsaking
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.94 | "It Comes in Autumn For Wolfgang
Pauli..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: For too long there have been north
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9/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.94v | "Dreams That Try to Be Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of my hats is for staring from under. One
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9/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A road had to go north out of Lewiston - it carried
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9/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.95 | "Whenever It Comes in Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand under the sky and think
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9/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.96 | "70 on a Highway at Night in Texas / Satori at
a Farmhouse in Dakota"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there ahead of us just before nightfall
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9/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees claim land. They take the mountain
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9/25/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She says your life is different. She says
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9/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.98 | "For Wolfgang Pauli, Lost Over the
Sea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pauli was lost. His math had left the world
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9/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.99 | "Our children dont know..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly in a white room it looks empty
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9/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.99 | "How It Is Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those people we love
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9/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.100 | "How It Is Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those peopleHow It Is [Way It Is] we love
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6/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My days belong to the river, my nights
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9/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside of town time gets older. Barns
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9/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.102 | "Report from a Graduate of Roosevelt
Elermentary School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After sixth grade the parts of our neighborhood
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9/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows follow every river, bowing
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9/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light is given. Air you can have. Wind
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9/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.104 | "Readers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time, whatever happened, reached out and made a sound
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8/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.105 | "Readers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever happened
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8/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.106 | "Page of notes on Anne Sexton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charting her fever, she thought it was weather
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8/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.107 | "Years from Now Cannon Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remind them some day about that certain bend
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8/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.107 | "Old Clunker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even when its in for a checkupyou like it
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8/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.108 | "Josephine Miles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After train whistles, crows and gulls in their
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8/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.108 | "Josephine Miles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Virginia Street aimed at the hills
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8/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.109 | "Parts in a Drama"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of willows that take over a sandbar
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8/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside the water where waves resolve
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8/25/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great pieces of water come slathering past
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8/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 84.110 | "Averages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who you are counts in the wilderness - what it gives
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8/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.110 | "Walking the Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The physician walks among us, even bandits
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8/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does it make a difference where the willows
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8/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.112 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: A bunch..
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8/22/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.113 | "They Say Were Told"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rembrandt saved old light - not
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8/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day opens: millions of trees were right
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8/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spending a little attention on every rock in the road
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8/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.114 | "Something This Way Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first person who knows turns
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8/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.114v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where my friends went away lake
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8/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.115 | "Workaday World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many images are more worthy than what they represent
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8/3/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.115v | "Descartes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a white room. A pale bed on the right
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8/3/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile the birds kept flying past, and animals
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8/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When time got where I was, the fields
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8/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the forest, under the arched boughs
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8/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.118 | "At Valley View"
Typed draft.
First line: We all had a chance to be good. Mosquitoes
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are letting days get short. Now
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8/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They send us down a long hall with strange
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8/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If a leaf moves and someone is there
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8/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something comes over you. The usual
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8/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people right now represent
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8/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.121 | "Out in the Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a road into the mountains, a side road
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8/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My best tooth - a big molar
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8/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.122 | "Three Archival Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most eloquent, bodies outlined, body
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8/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.122 | "Oracles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For lies, a shout
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8/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bears appear on slopes above Juneau when leaves
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8/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Kansas Now was Then, Then
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8/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.124 | "Learning Deportment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun found a rock. This one had straggled
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8/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.124 | "Learning Your Turn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hours wait for each other. You first.
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8/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.125 | "Raveling"
Typed draft.
First line: Mary said an oriole never seen
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe certain friends could live in
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7/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems the river leans north then bends
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7/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is it all right if someone stops
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7/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.127 | "Talking at Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the evening, after hundreds of moths
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7/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.128 | "Our People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The real river that runs through this country
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7/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.129 | "Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people we were cant find us now
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.130 | "Widow"
Typed draft.
First line: On the first day when light came through the curtain
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7/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.131 | "Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Mist and wind erase our breath; oceans
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.132 | "Now"
Typed draft.
First line: The people we were cant find us now
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.133 | "Widow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the first day when light came through the curtain
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7/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sunbeam touched our door
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7/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.134 | "Bullied by a Method"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The inallowable questions of Socrates
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7/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.135 | "At Valley View"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even then autumn would come. Trees
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7/3/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The elation. The big backdrop
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7/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For whatever reason. here at the moment
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7/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.136 | "Exit Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Farther than owls call, still
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7/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can have a storm for your own
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7/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone from home comes by
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7/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time will sentence everyone. In that court
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7/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.138 | "Back in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waterdrops tell their gift. Rivers come down
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7/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Intricately a hostage, everyone waits
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6/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning you can see your breath between you
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6/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A backdrop of summer, with birdcalls
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6/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.140 | "Mockingbird"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late when the moon begins that smooth
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6/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.140v | "Metaphysics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Samuel Johnsons foot
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.141 | "How It Is The Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those people we love
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6/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.142 | "Proper Conduct"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way to climb a stair isrespect
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6/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.143 | "Mockingbird"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late when the moon begins that smooth
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6/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.144 | "Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those people we love
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6/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.145 | "Coming in from the Airport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down a road where nobody walks
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.145v | "Seeing Someone from the Past"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often when the moon goes by shuddering
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.146 | "Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those people we love live
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6/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.147 | "Strange Light Were Told"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rembrandt saved old light - not
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8/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even stars that are lost belong where they are
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.148 | "Talking at Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Volunteering away from the dark
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7/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.149 | "Strange Light Were Told"
Typed draft.
First line: Rembrandt saved old light
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8/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.149 | "Any This Observatory"
Typed draft.
First line: Your years are to glance out of
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9/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.150 | "They Say Were Told"
Typed draft.
First line: Rembrandt saved old light - not
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8/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.150 | "Alert Something This Way Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: The first person to know turns
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8/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.151 | "Something This Way Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: That visitation passes; the world
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8/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.152 | "Our People"
Typed draft.
First line: Our people live on the banks of a river
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7/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.152 | "Talking at Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: After that evening, after hundreds of moths
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7/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.153 | "Talking at Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Talking at evening, after hundreds of moths
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7/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.154 | "Years from Now Cannon Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Youll remember some day baout that certain bend
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8/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.154 | "Old Clunker"
Typed draft.
First line: Even when it is time for a check-up, you like it
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8/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.155 | "Years from Now Cannon Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Years from now you will remember that beach
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8/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.156 | "Bedtime Story"
Typed draft.
First line: Back then, animals lived in caves. Their mothers
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6/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.157 | "Adjustments / Knowing Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How streams gather their aggregate, that
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6/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.158 | "Raveling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mary said an oriole, one never
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6/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone elses moon patrols our only
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6/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.159 | "Considering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time time will end, bend and
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6/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something moves. It is dark out there
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6/3/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.160 | "Bedtime Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back then animals lived in caves. Mothers
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6/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.161 | "Bedtime Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...on by shivering in their fine expensive fur coats
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6/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.161 | "Twelve"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early leaves are tender. They shiver
|
6/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moods are messages from somewhere
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6/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First the wind wheedled flames along
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6/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near midnight a face came near. A voice
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6/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Watching those last swallows when the trees
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5/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They play a game. Weather is part of it.
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5/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From somewhere over the ridge, early before light
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5/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.167 | "Finding the Way"
Typed draft.
First line: We got used to it on earth, having sunlight
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12/26/1980 |
Box: 27 | 85.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now a wind comes. No one is there
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5/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because its a river, it has to accept many
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5/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.169 | "Conversing at the Shore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A walk on the sand where forever
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5/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happened. A dozen different ways
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5/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One ray from sunset specialized in faces
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5/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was anybodys road. It slowly
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5/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.172 | "Sad Clock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A clock in a house didnt like
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5/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.172 | "Lesson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tires keep telling the road, Get lost
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5/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.173 | "Old Pearl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray morning came but now without
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5/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lowest mountain in the world
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5/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.174 | "Telling the Truth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are inside the sun. Only our lives
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5/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.175 | "Old Pearl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray morning came, but now without
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5/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Darkness began to want the world. Valleys
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5/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.177 | "Telling the Truth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are part of the sun. All our lives
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5/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.178 | "That Day"
Typed draft.
First line: That day we decided what word to say
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.179 | "That Day"
Typed draft.
First line: And the other kids aged overnight. Their hair
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.179 | "Sad Clock"
Typed draft.
First line: A clock in a house didnt like
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5/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.180 | "Twelve"
Typed draft.
First line: Early leaves are tender. They shiver
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6/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.181 | "Vita Page--the Real Message"
Typed draft.
First line: Tall, strong, handsome, I will
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5/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People didnt know, in those days, what a river
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5/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.182 | "Footnote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Sacagaweas child grew up and sidestepped
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5/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: New air tumbled through passes
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5/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.183 | "Suddenly Local Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mouth said a bad word. A foot
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5/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.184 | "At the Shore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave, and you and me, and a wave
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5/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.184v | "Telephone in the Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again in the dusty light the telephone
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5/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why a fir forest waits for long
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5/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.186 | "Those Others"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the sun and all its colors
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5/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: World inside a world, thin
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5/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.188 | "Pre-History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even the elephant
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5/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People in the Badlands, glorious
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5/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.188 | "From the Other Side"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under our silver sky
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5/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.189 | "Tidepool"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is the ocean at home
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5/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.189 | "Light by the Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light by the barn shines all night
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5/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.190 | "Light by the Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The light by the barn that shines all night
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5/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the market or bus you meet certain
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5/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.192 | "Ready-Mix "
Typed draft.
First line: New streams gather their aggregate
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6/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.193 | "Considering"
Typed draft.
First line: Some time time will end, bend and
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6/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.193 | "Writers Block"
Typed draft.
First line: What message do you
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5/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.194 | "Conversing at the Shore"
Typed draft.
First line: A walk on the sand where forever
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5/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said, River. It startled a dove. Cold
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4/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few songs ago, beyond Wyoming
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5/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Protected against the little disappointments
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4/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ants on a log, and then under weeds along
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4/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the old plum tree blossoms
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4/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These warm days the trees begin to believe again
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4/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.199 | "Promises"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moss gathers where the shadows hold their cool
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4/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a tiny screen in your head lurks
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4/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What they begin to look for and expect
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4/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The air in my piggy bank
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4/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After work we dragged our bodies back
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4/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.201 | "Those Others"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind is why we are lonely
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5/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.201v | "Hearing the Tide"
Typed draft.
First line: Many tomorrows ago, when the world
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.202 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: After the land bridge ends
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5/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.203 | "Footnote"
Typed draft.
First line: When Sacagaweas child grew up and sidestepped
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5/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.204 | "Suddenly Local Events"
Typed draft.
First line: A mouth said a bad word. A foot
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5/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont give any reasons. Dont
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3/29/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody goes by. It is dark and the leaves
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3/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.207 | "New Tribe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somehow to be loosed from what I knew, ignorant
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3/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.208 | "Getaway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying hard to be lucky, we run
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3/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people need drama. At first light
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3/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One old thorn tree witnessing about truth and justice
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3/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody sighs. The movie is ending. Soon
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3/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Circle of light, follow them. They turn
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3/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.211 | "Flyaway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Low places in wet country
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3/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even stones learn, Grandmother says
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3/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time we got out the old blue cup
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3/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.213 | "Scenarios"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is necessary that heart respond, that lung
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3/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.213 | "Cone of Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My car comes home and stops at the door
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3/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.214 | "Inn at Otter Crest"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sea, its hand outspread for sun, held
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3/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.215 | "All Over Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At sunrise vast hills leap into place
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3/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far out on Cascade Head you can be lonely
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3/25/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.216 | "Ocean"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ocean is inventing again - how to approach
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3/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.217 | "Preparing to Tell You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What happens at the end will be hard to explain
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3/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.217 | "Yes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day came by. It fills the universe
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3/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seabirds announcing fog and rain came gray
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3/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Welcome to this troubled bed. Alone
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4/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the moment four herons were flying
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3/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.219 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oaks will never know what the willow learned
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3/30/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.220 | "At the Shore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bushes in the wind are ready; they lean
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3/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.220 | "That Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That day we decided what word to say
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3/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.221 | "Two People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What bread I had we shared
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3/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Houses nobody lives in
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3/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.222 | "Understanding Leaning After a
Friend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is different, you see, when you are somebody
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3/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.222 | "Concertina Shakedown"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sun wont shine if your eyes dont see
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3/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still as an evening on earth, Hole-in-the-Ground
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3/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.223 | "Wanderer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carrying my bones, my spirit
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3/8/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.224 | "On a New Grave Snow on the
Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully they fall, crystal in weightless
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3/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.225 | "Retrospective: John Frederick
Kensett"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It stays, that century. It peels from the ground
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4/10/1975 |
Box: 27 | 85.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow had stories to tell on the farm, hope
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3/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.227 | "Keeping a Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: At night it was easy for me with my little candle
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.228 | "Reading the News Near Ellensburg"
Typed draft.
First line: Streams com hurrying don to the Yakima
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.229 | "Buddhas Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: In a mountain that is one big stone
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.229 | "Wrong Number"
Typed draft.
First line: The call is for you. someone at the end of a country
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.230 | "From a Front Window"
Typed draft.
First line: In that big house on the hill the woman
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.231 | "Outside Wichita"
Typed draft.
First line: Working on its map, the river evaded big hills
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.232 | "letter"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Tilly Warnock
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3/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.233 | "From a Front Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the big house on the hill the woman
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2/19/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.233 | "From a Front Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a city someone speaks from the crowd
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2/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It may be that alabaster formed in scattered
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2/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.234 | "Report on the Hometown"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the old codger who cursed us
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2/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people have a clan they never tell
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2/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.235 | "One of Buddhas Thoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a mountain that is one big stone, years
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2/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.236 | "Reading the News Near Ellensburg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Streams come hurrying down to the Yakima
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2/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.236 | "Wrong Number"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The call is for you. someone at the end of a country
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2/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awakened from a seed, but unconscious, a tree
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2/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ____ looked out, old in the rain, and cold
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2/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.238 | "Summers on the Lookout Keeping a
Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night it was easy for me with my little candle
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2/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.239 | "Early"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new Now comes every morning
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2/1/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.240 | "Star Wars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It became necessary that my bed line up
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2/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a wide horizon with nothing
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2/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.242 | "Noticing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often a crumb on my plate at the last
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2/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They crawl, that we may fly, those creaters
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2/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.243 | "Sweet Peas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In late February they lie in the earth cold
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2/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.244 | "Noticing xerox: see letter
85.232?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often a crumb on my plate at the last
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2/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.245 | "Noticing"
Typed draft.
First line: Often a crumb on my plate at the last
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2/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.246 | "Performance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They torture the drums to impress the trees
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6/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.247 | "Performance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They torture the drums to impress the trees
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6/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sound is like a pressure; it
|
1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.248 | "Performance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They torture the drums to impress the trees
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6/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.249 | "Those Others"
Typed draft.
First line: The wind is why we are lonely
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5/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.250 | "Glimpse in Sunset Park"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up through a summer pool rises the face
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1/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.250 | "Turn Over Your Hand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your palm has lines. You can read it
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1/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.251 | "Blending"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you suddenly notice the way you are
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1/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.252 | "Sunset Park"
Typed draft.
First line: Up through a summer pool rises a face
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1/31/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.253 | "Light By the Barn"
Typed draft.
First line: The light by the barn that shines all night
|
5/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.253 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The air in my piggybank
|
1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.254 | "Some Sentences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you heard? they have found that the universe is a fake
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1/24/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.255 | "Streetsmarts in Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tornado came one day and planned out town
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1/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird came near, and another, twittering
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1/28/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faces look at other people. If a face
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1/26/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A guitar found a tone, and a rock
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1/27/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.258 | "Blair Crumpacker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cupboard at home a cereal box
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1/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today we will drive over the mountains in snow
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1/15/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sloughs run where the river used to run
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1/13/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother emphasized the W
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1/14/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.260 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Claims may prevail silently as the suns claim
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1/12/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.260v | "Scenes in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who is that jackolantern kid from third grade, who
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moonlight cut the forest, a long gash of road
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1/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.261 | "Some Sentences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One evening the sun went down. You see
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1/10/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I like the belly. It was
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1/11/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: West of our house the hard school yard
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1/9/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes, a vast cold kingdomnight
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1/5/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.263 | "Scenes in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happens that the schoolyard loses
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1/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has the deep eyes of the dark, and the studied
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1/4/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening drains westward. It is a tide
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1/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While autumn is happening, sunsets in Dakota
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1/2/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.266 | "It comes, a vast cold
kingdom..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: In stillness you can feel what makes the tide
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1/3/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deer make a trail we found, but not why
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1/6/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.267 | "Starting the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Serve the tea: rinse the bowl, pour
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1/7/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.268 | "Hearing theTide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many tomorrows ago, when the world
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1/22/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its already been done, that sunset. A forgotten
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1/23/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever the story is, ravens follow
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1/18/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A song in the chimey when the wind goes by
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1/20/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, especially at night, the house creaks
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1/21/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the dirt became autobiography, part
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1/16/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.272 | "Studded Tires"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We grip the world, even its ice and snow
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1/17/1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.272v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You ever hear a gray sparrow reporting
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1985 |
Box: 27 | 85.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds gather inside the great bell shadow
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12/27/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.1 | "Written with a Gold Pen Given by My Friends
on My Seventieth Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly a big hole in the ground appears
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1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.2 | "Learned Lessons at Grandpas Knee
"
Typed draft.
First line: Children, around us the Twentieth Century is happening
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1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.3 | "How to Attend a Party"
Typed draft.
First line: At a party, if you deserve it and belong there
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1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.4 | "Solace"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was is. Memory says
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12/16/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trouble is, even the world tells lies
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12/7/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Voices in the wind, a whole gale of jumbled excitement
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12/8/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.5 | "Guide"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wire, inert but profound, all the way,
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12/9/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a courtyard leaves accumulate by the door
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12/10/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.6 | "Written with a Gold Pen Given by My Friends
on My Seventieth Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly a big hole in the ground appears
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12/10/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.6 | "For the Children Gathered at the Christmas
Tree Lessons at Grandpas Knee "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around us, children, the twentieth century is happening
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12/10/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.7 | "Let Me Know, Time Time Let Me
Know"
Typed draft.
First line: On Sunday no storms came. Bees
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.8 | "The Shape of an Oak"
Typed draft.
First line: An oak in the open makes no mistakes
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.9 | "Seduction River"
Typed draft.
First line: There was a girl whose body was found by a river
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.10 | "Reading with My Sister"
Typed draft.
First line: The stars have died overhead in their great cold
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.11 | "Shadow on My Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Close, breath of a rattlesnake
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.12 | "Shadow on My Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Close, breath of a rattlesnake
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.13 | "Shadow on My Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Close, breath of a rattlesnake
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.14 | "Shadow on My Hand"
Typed draft.
First line: Close, breath of a rattlesnake
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11/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.15 | "Critique"
Typed draft.
First line: Like a ghost of the writer I read this page
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.16 | "Ashbery"
Typed draft.
First line: Where some people live the wires run
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.17 | "Learning About Colors"
Typed draft.
First line: One day they burst upon me, A cherry tree
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.17 | "Greetings"
Typed draft.
First line: Quiet in pre-dawn dark a church window
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.18 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mistakes come...
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12/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.19 | "Knowing Where You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One time a clock said midnight
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12/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.20 | "Someones Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along Indian Creek in the first gray of dawn
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12/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.20v | "On Someones Birthday "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along Indian Creek in the first gray of dawn
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12/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.21 | "Child of Lone Creek Farm / When It Came / The
Origin of Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone came out on the porch and said
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12/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt clear to me. My friends partake
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12/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.22 | "How These Words Happened"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In winter, in the dark hours, when people
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12/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.23 | "Reading with My Sister"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The stars have died overhead in their great cold
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12/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hemlock, a darkness out of the earth
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12/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.25 | "Something for the Blind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right now if you look up, there will be the world
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12/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.26 | "Living Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Babylon where I live now, revenge
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12/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody runs by and its the whole mystery
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12/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.28 | "Birthdays"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A birthday is when you might not have been born
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12/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some ran toward the mountains
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12/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.29 | "Getting Out of Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was decided that morning when a hawk
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12/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up where top limbs live they signal
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12/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Weeds where they belong experiment
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12/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a log in the fire came a voice, from steam
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12/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All place we visit have claims
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12/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along any road a few plants come
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12/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.33 | "Celebrating a Colleague"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For years we kept the years at bay
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12/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.34 | "Interlude at Black Butte Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning sometimes, a hawk beginning
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12/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.35 | "Backlighting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can take rain and scatter it in a forest
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12/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.36 | "For the Children Gathered at the Christmas
Tree (continued) Lessons at Grandpas Knee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people have dug mines in the earth
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12/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little groups of people are meeting on streetcorners
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12/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.38 | "Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between two hedges our path struggles
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12/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.38 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the islands have lakes on them
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12/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.39 | "How to Attend a Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a party, if you deserve it and belong there, you forget
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12/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.40 | "Let Me KNow Time Let Me Learn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Sunday no storm came. Bees
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12/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody notices a very thin cloud, then
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12/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winters great gray tent is coming down
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12/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.42 | "Closing a Chapter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you turn to next, alerted by
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12/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.42 | "Taking It Easy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, snug for a moment, consider your aptitude
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12/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.43 | "John Ashbery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some reason a bell rings, not your summons
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11/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somehow you get back. This time, the feared people
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11/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.45 | "Shadow on My Hand - the Catlow
Valley"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close, breath of a rattlesnake, head low, carrying
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11/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.46 | "Provincials"
Typed draft.
First line: Our lives dont have any story. We just
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.46 | "Point of View"
Typed draft.
First line: Your day depends on the weather and what happens
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wake up and it is only pain, but
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11/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.47 | "Turning Points"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning calendar pages, you read
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11/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.48 | "Lukewarm"
Typed draft.
First line: When they come to die, they burn. Their time
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.49 | "Critique"
Typed draft.
First line: Like the ghost of a writer I read this page
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.50 | "Seduction River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I knew a girl whose body was found by a river
|
11/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.50v | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: A social club...
|
11/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.51 | "One Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old boxes in the attic want out
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11/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gentlemen with shaven heads and one
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11/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.53 | "This One Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near dawn old boxes in the attic
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11/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.54 | "December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But isnt it bright, and the sun
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12/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.55 | "Shape of an Oak"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dead tree has branches that were obviously mistaken
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11/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.56 | "Learning about Colors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Colors come alive, defining themselves
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11/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.56 | "Greetings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quiet, in pre-dawn dark, a church window
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11/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.57 | "Romance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A woman we knew went away and became
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11/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.57 | "Inscription in the Cave at Fort
Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not because it rains, nor in any
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11/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.58 | "Point of View"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day depends on weather and what happens
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11/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.58 | "Provincials"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some lives dont have any story. They just
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11/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.59 | "cover letter for poem worksheets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear William Packard...
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11/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.60 | "What I Didnt Say to Tell Berryman xerox
copy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is your half. Dont blame your father
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11/5/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.61 | "What I Didnt Tell Berryman xerox
copy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This note is a toy airplane to fly
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11/6/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.62 | "What I Didnt Tell Berryman"
Typed draft.
First line: This note is a toy airplane to fly
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11/5/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.63 | "Lukewarm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they come to die, they burn. Their time
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11/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.64 | "Turning Points"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Prisoners, the people around you, stared through
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11/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.64 | "In Hugo Country / Remembering Richard
Hugo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are places on the earth, names
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11/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.65 | "Critique"
Typed draft.
First line: Like a ghost of the writer I read this page
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11/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.66 | "Critique"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a ghost of the writer I will read this page
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11/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.67 | "Turning Points"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turning calendar pages you read
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11/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.68 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Justice, that dangerous fiction, sings the cruelest
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.69 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Water from a spring descends
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.70 | "I Have a Witness"
Typed draft.
First line: Among the stars one light shone below
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of the rain comes in darkness, quietly
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10/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I guess I thought my mother was like this
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10/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.72 | "Instructions on Earth"
Typed draft.
First line: Go wander the streets and fields paying
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.73 | "George"
Typed draft.
First line: They have put George on the dollar
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.74 | "Learned from Birds and a River"
Typed draft.
First line: A gust in Autumn catches their feathers
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.75 | "Winter Solstice"
Typed draft.
First line: Have you heard? -- the world is back
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.76 | "Birds in the Evening"
Typed draft.
First line: Some birds hide by being the color
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.77 | "Again"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter rains have begun, squalls
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.78 | "On a Tombstone in Kansas"
Typed draft.
First line: The people who killed me - in case anyone
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.79 | "Alone on Coyote Butte"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No cloud or mist ever comes. Dry air
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10/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you are still hearing one sound
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10/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.79 | "Reticence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You sort of think
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10/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.80 | "Learning the Law"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way evening arrives every day
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10/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.81 | "Heroics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slowly, by little delays and shakes of her head
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10/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.82 | "At St Bonaventure a Small
College"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words crowd forward out of the stone
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10/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.83 | "Monument for a Wrinkle in the Pavement near
Strong Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The years 1914-1986 - in case these numbers
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10/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.84 | "At the Edge"
Typed draft.
First line: A thought so fine may be
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are what the sun becomes
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10/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.85 | "All the Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evenings, after others go inside
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10/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.86 | "All the Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Evenings, after others go inside
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10/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.87 | "All the Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Evenings, after others go inside
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10/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.88 | "On the Quiet"
Typed draft.
First line: The way mushrooms arrive, it is dark
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.89 | "Birds in the Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some birds hide by being the colr
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10/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.89 | "Late Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night a coyote remembered
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10/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.90 | "New Country Preservation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that new country mountains wont have a name
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10/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water from a spring descends
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10/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Justice, that dangerous fiction, sings the cruelest
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10/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Justice is a dangerous fiction
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10/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.94 | "November"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that the drifting years have covered you
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9/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.95 | "Oldfashioned Citizen Before the New Tribunal,
the Press"
Typed draft.
First line: For some of us it is important
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9/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.96 | "Oldfashioned Citizen Before the New Tribunal,
the Press"
Handwritten draft.
First line: But these arguments, this barking, how
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9/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unfrozen, pellmell to confess, everything in sight
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9/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.98 | "Just to Tell You"
Typed draft.
First line: At a summit north of Medicine Bow
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9/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.99 | "Just to Tell You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a summit north of Medicine Bow
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9/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.99 | "Depth of Field"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First come roadside flowers, yarrow
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9/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.100 | "Important Thing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All summer in the middle of the pasture
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9/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.101 | "November"
Typed draft.
First line: When the drifting years had covered you
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9/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.102 | "November"
Typed draft.
First line: When the drifting years have covered you
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9/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again the branches bend for autumn: Save me
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9/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains are shouldering their way into the season
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9/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People gather on streetcorners to stare from earth
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9/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.103 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My approval, September, for your splendid
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9/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.104 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river dwindles away and sinks into the sand
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9/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.104 | "Winter Solstice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With its tongue the bell explained about life
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9/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A piece of space assigned to us follows
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9/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By evening, shadows begin their journey
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9/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.106 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone knows how keen wolves are
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9/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.107 | "Begin First Term"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rushing around is over and the steady part
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10/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone where the light found it, another
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9/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That final storm in the water, when tired
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9/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.108 | "For the Winter Solstice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere it is open, the day. Around
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9/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.109 | "Hiking in the Hills Instructions on
Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wander the streets and fields paying
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9/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.109v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bow, this is your time
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came to me that Lost Lake has a different
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9/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.111 | "Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The winter rains ahve begun, squalls
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9/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.111v | "Having It All"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A plane somewhere overhead rattles the windows
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9/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.112 | "Identities Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once they put Climber on a pole
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9/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.112 | "On a Tombstone Gravestone in
Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who killed me - in case anyone
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9/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.113 | "My Twelfth Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They never found what slowly descended and silently
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9/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.113 | "Independence Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outrageous, ridiculous - those charges Ive always
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9/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.114 | "First Term"
Typed draft.
First line: The rushing around is over; the steady part
|
10/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every night one of the lights in the sky
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9/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.115 | "I Have a Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the stars one light shone below
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9/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.116 | "Cold Month"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The bit end of my sharp ax
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9/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.117 | "Learning from Birds and a River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other birds pass far overhead, their cries
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9/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.117 | "$ George"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have put George on the dollar
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9/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.118 | "Regret"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please tell me again my weaknesses. Explain
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8/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.118 | "August Summer on the Prairie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is so very clear. In the evening
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8/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.119 | "Regret"
Typed draft.
First line: Please tell me again my weaknesses,, explain
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8/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.120 | "Back Home on Class Day"
Typed draft.
First line: A tornado interrupted the speech about
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.121 | "August Summer on the Prairie"
Typed draft.
First line: It is so very clear. The evning
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8/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.122 | "How It Feels to Write a Poem Today (CUS,
6ff.)"
Typed draft.
First line: Many intelligent people...
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.123 | "How It Feels to Write a Poem Today
2"
Typed draft.
First line: worthy insights...
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.124 | "How It Feels to Write a Poem Today
3"
Typed draft.
First line: It was just a path..
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.125 | "How It Feels to Write a Poem Today
4"
Typed draft.
First line: These odd creations...
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.126 | "How It Feels to Write a Poem Today
5"
Typed draft.
First line: In the North...
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.127 | "How It Feels to Write a Poem Today
6"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day...
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.128 | "One Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Back then in the old days I was
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.129 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Rich on the streets of Cambridge we secretly
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.130 | "Garden Show"
Typed draft.
First line: Tired of their thoughts and middle age
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.131 | "Back Then, Alone"
Typed draft.
First line: In the spell of years back then, alone
|
1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.132 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My house in this life is of stone
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.133 | "Reasons in Scotland"
Typed draft.
First line: That loch beyond Inverness, the
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.134 | "By Wordsworths Room"
Typed draft.
First line: You hurrying bits of history, self
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.135 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fly heard me buzz when it died
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8/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tousled grass wanders over the dunes
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8/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the noon sun when everything
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8/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.137 | "Interviewing a Celebrity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its heavy, fame is, a heavy shadow
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9/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.138 | "Day Millicent Found the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Aunt Dolbee called her back that time, a high
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8/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.138 | "Cri de Coeur"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen - once in the time of the glaciers
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8/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is the scene you are in. Now
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8/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.139 | "Day Millicent Found the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day Millicent ventured farther
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8/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.140 | "Back Home on Class Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tornado interrupted the speech about
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8/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.140 | "Coming Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near your face a breath, your dog: Its day.
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8/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.141 | "September"
Typed draft.
First line: Crickets have started the count
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8/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.142 | "September"
Typed draft.
First line: When it is my turn, when tomorrow
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8/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.143 | "Now It Is My Turn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are contests it is necessary
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8/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.144 | "Meditations While the Sun Comes Up / Waiting
for Poems to Come 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Many of them wander out beyond sunset
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7/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.145 | "News Every Day Meditations While the Sun
Comes Up / Waiting for Poems to Come 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Poems dont say it just once. If they like it
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7/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.146 | "Meditations While the Sun Comes Up / Waiting
for Poems to Come 3"
Typed draft.
First line: Fox when they greet each other, chicken
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7/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.146 | "Meditations While the Sun Comes Up / Waiting
for Poems to Come 3"
Typed draft.
First line: Nothing in the afternoon, only a breeze
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7/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.146 | "Years, Leaves, Everything Meditations While
the Sun Comes Up / Waiting for Poems to Come 3"
Typed draft.
First line: Some day we will put all out poems together: only
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7/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.147 | "Years, Leaves, Everything Meditations While
the Sun Comes Up / Waiting for Poems to Come 4"
Typed draft.
First line: In that room of outdoors, here comes life
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7/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.147 | "Meditations While the Sun Comes Up / Waiting
for Poems to Come 4"
Typed draft.
First line: It is good in the country. You have
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7/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Camp Polk Road curves right as
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8/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another gray morning slowly opens the east
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8/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is how happy she was
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8/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.151 | "For Lake Oswego Any City Hall"
Typed draft.
First line: Citizens, consider antecedents
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8/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We always find a valley. We build
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8/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.152 | "For Lake Oswego Any City Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Consider, from our towns antecedents - this hall
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8/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.153 | "It Takes a Long Time But / A Way It Might Be
Escaping from Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even yet a forest could spread all over the world
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8/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.153 | "Escaping from Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even now the edge of morning passes over Ireland
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8/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.154 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This evening...
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8/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.155 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was night again and the house enclosed us, roof
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8/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.155 | "Artist in Residence: Banff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the old boat hauled up from the lake
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8/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.156 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it is my turn, when
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8/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.157 | "How It Is to Write Poetry Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many very intelligent people cannot write poetry
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8/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.158 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These clear cool days teach me to stay
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8/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.159 | "Day Millicent Found the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Every morning Millicant ventured farther
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8/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.160 | "Day Millicent Grew Up Found the World
2"
Typed draft.
First line: Aunt Dolbee called her back that time, a high
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8/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.161 | "Interviewing a Celebrity"
Typed draft.
First line: Its heavy, fame is, a heavy shadow
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9/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.162 | "Place Where We Still Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time keeps us apart now. If only that way
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8/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Times when the weather came in
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7/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.164 | "Along the Arkansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt end, but part of it does; it begins
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7/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its both a small world and a large
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7/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.166 | "You, Reader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any night you can lie awake lined up with the north star
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7/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.167 | "Names in November"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One powerful tree and from it forest
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7/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is where we breathed. In summer shade
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7/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.168 | "Escaping from Now"
Typed draft.
First line: When the soldiers come, no matter whose, they
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8/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.169 | "Art Work at Banff"
Typed draft.
First line: On its platform, a promontory of steel
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.170 | "Art Work at Banff 2"
Typed draft.
First line: But everyone knows that words in a program
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Combining the woods and darkness you might
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7/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one needs to know who, why, where
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7/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.171 | "Years, Leaves, Everything"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Returning into a room, God brings life
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7/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tall the sun was, but close and tame the sea
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7/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.172 | "Holding the Fort History Display"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of those generals, ailent at the wax museum
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7/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.173 | "Wind from a Wing"
Typed draft.
First line: Something outside my window in the dark
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7/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.174 | "Wind from a Wing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something outside my window in the dark
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7/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.175 | "Paso por Aqui"
Typed draft.
First line: Comanches told how the buffalo
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6/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.176 | "Paso por Aqui"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Comanches believe that the buffalo
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6/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.177 | "Paso por Aqui"
Typed draft.
First line: Comanches tell how the buffalo
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6/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.178 | "Twelfth Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: They never found what slowly descended, silently
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9/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.179 | "Preservation"
Typed draft.
First line: In that new country mountains wont have a name
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10/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.180 | "Identity"
Typed draft.
First line: Once you put Climber on a pole
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9/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.181 | "Cold Month"
Typed draft.
First line: The bit end of my sharp ax
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9/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After two in the morning all streets
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7/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.183 | "Years, Leaves, Everything 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...and they move. Whatever they are, they are till they die
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7/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time brought me here. Please do not ask
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7/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We carried big stones and walked underwater
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7/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here where we live, sometimes the big shadows
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7/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rich on the streets in Cambridge, we carried
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6/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.186 | "Back Home Under the Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A house in Dakota may not have
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6/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.187 | "Chairman: an Official Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It went like this: they discovered some tracks
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6/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.188 | "Through the Needles Eye at the
Airport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some carry so many sequins that
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6/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.189 | "City Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking our streets, morning or evening
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7/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.189 | "You Never Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mind runs a movie, sometimes
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7/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.190 | "Meditations While the Sun Comes Up / Waiting
for Poems to Come"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many birds wander beyond sunset
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7/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.191 | "At Partridge Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not a real snake, it scares real birds
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7/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.191 | "News Every Day Waiting for Poems to Come
2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds dont say it just once. If they like it
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7/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.192 | "Waiting for Poems to Come 2/3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the North trees go away nominating
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7/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.193 | "Waiting for Poems to Come 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fox when they greet each other, chicken
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7/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.194 | "Waiting for Poems to Come 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing that afternoon, only a breeze
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7/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.194 | "Waiting for Poems to Come 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is good on earth - you have
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7/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.195 | "How to Write a Novel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First of all, write down First
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7/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.196 | "You Never Know"
Typed draft.
First line: My mind runs a movie, sometimes
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7/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.197 | "For City Hall"
Typed draft.
First line: Waling our streets, morning or evening
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7/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.198 | "Yes You, Reader"
Typed draft.
First line: Any night you can awake and line up with the north star
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7/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.199 | "History Display"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of those generals at the wax museum
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7/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.200 | "Back Home Under the Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: A house in Dakota, no shelter
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6/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.201 | "Along the Arkansas River"
Typed draft.
First line: It doesnt end, but part of it does. It begins
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7/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.202 | "Our Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Our times are over. Tomorrow is over
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.203 | "Even Where We Lived"
Typed draft.
First line: It was all right in the morning. Hills
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.204 | "At Partridge Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: Not a real snake, it scares real birds
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7/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.205 | "Jacks Friends Tough Guys"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To have such friends who kill
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7/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.206 | "Jacks Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To have such friends who kill
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7/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.207 | "Jacks Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To have such friends who kill
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7/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.208 | "Meditation on Crab Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tributaries avoid this water. All the way
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7/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can be sure that gray continent
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6/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After I put out my hand each time
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6/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It had escaped me, how the leaves
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6/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.211 | "Reasons in Scotland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That loch beyond Inverness, the
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6/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some wires have life, loaded
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6/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.213 | "Draft of James DePriest intro."
Handwritten draft.
First line: To conduct, lead forth...
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6/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time I will be alone, here, either
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6/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.214 | "drafts of item in CUS , p.4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A poem is a miracle...
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6/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After church we went into the country
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6/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.215 | "At the Edge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A thought so fine may be
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6/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most new learning came before an electronic
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6/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A chimney spoke of its origins, bricks
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6/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.217 | "Baggy Monster"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any sound will begin. Another joins
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6/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.218 | "Bowing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before / v [our time], before years that said no
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5/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.219 | "Birthdays"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember slowly, the water awake
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5/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.219 | "What Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in the mountains nobody gives you anything
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5/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees came into this country in a rush
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5/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.220 | "What Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The woman telling the story is in a story, and
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5/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.221 | "Morning Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This country has interesting faces. This country
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5/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.222 | "Bowing"
Typed draft.
First line: Before our time, before years that said no
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5/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.223 | "Morning Country"
Typed draft.
First line: That country has interesting faces. That country
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5/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.224 | "Birthdays"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember slowly, the water awake
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5/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.225 | "What Happens"
Typed draft.
First line: Out in the mountains nobody gives you anything
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5/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind blew hard I swayed and came back
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5/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows follow the river, saying
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5/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.227 | "One Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile one summer back in the late
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5/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.228 | "One Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile one summer I was
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5/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.229 | "Even Where We Lived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was all right in the mornings, hills
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Bath, at sunken parks this day
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5/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You begin to know who it is hurrying toward you
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5/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.230v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They thought time was long; they brought stones
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5/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.230v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My house in this life is of stone
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5/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.231 | "page of addresses "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rian Cooney...
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.232 | "Written by Wordsworths Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hurrying bits of history, self
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5/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.232 | "prose comment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of my poems are grown with organic ingredients only
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.232v | "By Wordsworths Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cambridge this afternoon...
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5/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.233 | "Garden Show"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tired of their thoughts and middle age
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5/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.233 | "So Long"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At least at night, a streetlight
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5/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.233v | "Back Then, Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a spell of years back then, alone
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5/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.234 | "address"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mr and Mrs A. Sindall
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.235 | "Forestry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old cedars, when the storm comes
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4/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Butterflies live in the open, where flowers
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4/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.236 | "Tamarisk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along the Cimarron on those wide sandbars
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4/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.237 | "Way We Live Here A Long Way Short of
Damascus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along Main Street, avoiding all the drama
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4/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.238 | "Long Way Short of Damascus"
Typed draft.
First line: Along Main Street, avoiding what trouble
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4/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.239 | "They Suffer for Us"
Typed draft.
First line: In war so many come
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.240 | "Tamarisk"
Typed draft.
First line: Along the Cimarron on those wide sandbars
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4/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.241 | "Four A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: Night wears out. Stars that were high go down
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.242 | "Old Prof"
Typed draft.
First line: He wants to go north. His life has become
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.242v | "Four A.M."
Typed draft.
First line: Night wears out. Stars that were high go down
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.243 | "They Suffer for Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In war when so many come
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4/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.244 | "Four A.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night wears on. Stars that were high go down
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4/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.245 | "Old Prof"
Typed draft.
First line: He wants to go north. His life has become
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.246 | "Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why does it always have to be now?
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4/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.247 | "Examples Some Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sky takes us home, airy
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4/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.247 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What kind of event is a dream? An ocean
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5/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wild through the sky birds come
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4/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain birds, ambassadors in early spring
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4/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old Waggoner is awake in his cell
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4/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even stones know the truth by now
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4/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.252 | "Old Prof"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes he looked at the map above
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4/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.252 | "Senior Professor Old Prof"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He wanted to go north. In his own life
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4/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.253 | "Old Prof"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One road led north. Charles followed all
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4/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.254 | "In the Library"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Books lean against each other and fall
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4/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow melt fills hollows in sturated ground
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4/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.256 | "Early Morning at Howards House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one else ever sees it. The rug is tan
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4/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.257 | "Early Morning at Howards House"
Typed draft.
First line: The rug is tan. A fern or bamboo
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4/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.258 | "Early Morning at Howards House"
Typed draft.
First line: No one else ever sees it, the room
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4/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.259 | "Santiam Pass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt ever quite go away
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4/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.260 | "Counselor at Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wouldnt like what Im thinking
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4/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In libraries Out West we look out big windows
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4/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow wrote a blank check
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4/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.261 | "Tautologies"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Were talking about the subject were talking about
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4/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.262 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Beaten coppers in the workshop shone
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.263 | "Long After Plato"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of our party had discovered writing
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.264 | "Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Squander a breath, sigh for Agnes
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.265 | "Farmington"
Typed draft.
First line: Where clothes on a line tug out
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because years ago this road, and because
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4/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I cant and Im sorry were traveling together
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4/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.267 | "Long Before Plato"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of our party has dicovered writing
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3/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beaten copper in the workshop shone
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3/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.269 | "Visitors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: for awhile dunes catch the sun, grass-covered
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3/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the things you say, you drive home
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3/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.270 | "Where We Lived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your country, off there somewhere, was always
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3/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.271 | "Will It Be All Right at the End?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If this day should be the one
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3/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.271 | "Noticing a Little Word My Favorite
Word"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One night the is coming home from a party
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3/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning its yesterday again. Somebody
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3/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.272 | "Places in the Back Yard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From their shadowy corner three
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3/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.273 | "Sayings in Quiet Country Some Creative
Writing"
Typed draft.
First line: Say a river came through town tomorrow
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3/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.274 | "In Kansas Where we Lived"
Typed draft.
First line: West of town a great tired lake lay
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3/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.275 | "Invocation"
Typed draft.
First line: Where the birds are singing, for an hour
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.276 | "Saint Emmanuel"
Typed draft.
First line: A great visitor will come when it is time
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3/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.277 | "Noticing a Little Word My Favorite
Word"
Typed draft.
First line: One night The is coming home from a party
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3/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.277 | "Leading a Wagon Train West"
Typed draft.
First line: Say you are camped. It is evening
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.278 | "Saint Emmanuel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A visitor will come when it is time
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3/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.278 | "Where We Lived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a cloud lifted, mountains were always
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3/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.279 | "Some Creative Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Say a river came through town tomorrow
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3/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.280 | "Invocation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the birds are singing, for an hour
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3/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.280 | "Perspective from Dada"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These children, the grownups, play queen
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3/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.281 | "Life Work"
Typed draft.
First line: Even now in my hands the feel of the shovel comes back
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1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.281v | "Gift You Already Have"
Typed draft.
First line: This gift given so often it isnt
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12/9/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.282 | "De-Briefing by Experts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They learn something when you refuse to tell
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3/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the intervals you can practise
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3/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.283 | "Time Changes Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Face inward, and be somebody elses horizon
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3/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Molded in vine and shadow in the barn
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3/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.285 | "You Are Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This notebook I will carry with me
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3/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.286 | "Farmington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the blankets on a line tugged out
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3/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.286 | "Travel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are passing a certain place in the sky
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3/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Almost revealed, fluttering past the corner
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3/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.287 | "Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Squander a breath, a sigh. Agnes
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3/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.288 | "Day After"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our steps carefully fit where
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3/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.289 | "Walking Along the Poconee with Cobern
Freer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A net floats over these woods. Always along this river
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3/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.290 | "On a Statue Not in the Park
Blocks"
Typed draft.
First line: Just because it isnt here, people
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2/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One sound ranged beyond the world
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3/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes at you breath by breath. It cannot stall
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3/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.293 | "Tiny Thread That Reaches Far"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A secret that I heard years ago
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3/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.294 | "Leading a Wagon Train West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever you arrive, it is evening. Say
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3/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.295 | "Ten Years Old"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From here, from this high, any tree
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3/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.295 | "Cousin Alvin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where did Alvin go
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3/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the time people are distracted
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3/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.296 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Halfway through a tunnel the talk machine
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3/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.297 | "Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grant mountains their size. OK,
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3/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.298 | "Home Truths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We started from somewhere else
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3/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.299 | "Leading a Wagon Train West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your thoughts run the way water
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3/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.299 | "Honk for Jesus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the slow earth, as autumn
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3/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a sound or the way sunlight
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5/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.301 | "Lst Day of School Head with a
PhD"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my head is the sky. The dome
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2/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.302 | "Planning the Shower"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of course Jane. And of course
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2/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.302 | "Even Today"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes it is like this on the earth
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2/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.303 | "Distinguished People"
Typed draft.
First line: Mockingbird, careful!
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2/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.304 | "Distinguished People 2"
Typed draft.
First line: ...amounted to anything. After he told us
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2/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.305 | "Day After"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun comes up it means
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3/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.306 | "Even Today"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes it is like this on the earth
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2/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.307 | "At Tinys Disco"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wide hat comes in, a bald head
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2/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.308 | "Walking Along the Poconee with Coburn
Freer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bright net of day floats over these woods. Along
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3/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.309 | "prose"
Typed draft.
First line: That good feeling...
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12/26/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.310 | "Dove Called, and"
Typed draft.
First line: In that other life a woman came up
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.311 | "Driving the Valley Road"
Typed draft.
First line: It shocks even yet, that plunge
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2/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.312 | "Walking in the Morning"
Typed draft.
First line: We walk on the secret earth. Our look
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.313 | "Dangling Participles"
Typed draft.
First line: She was like one of those marble people in Rome
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.313 | "You Can Do It"
Typed draft.
First line: Pick up the phone any day
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.314 | "Events"
Typed draft.
First line: A dancing spider with most exact
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.314 | "Afterthoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: When a woman begins to unravel
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.315 | "At Night the World"
Typed draft.
First line: The world is bigger at night. At night
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1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.316 | "On Guard"
Typed draft.
First line: If people stay far enough away
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2/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.316 | "Standing in the Library"
Typed draft.
First line: What you dont know you know
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12/19/1985 |
Box: 28 | 86.317 | "On Guard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If people stayed far enough away
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2/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.317 | "Dove Called and"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my other life a woman came up
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2/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.318 | "Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dancing spider with most exact
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2/14/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To keep from being anybody else
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2/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.319 | "Afterthoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wheh a woman begins to unravel
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2/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.320 | "Dangling Participles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fending off winter when Thelma went swimming
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2/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.320 | "You Can Do It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pick up the phone any day
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2/12/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.321 | "Growing Up in the Big House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Called to by the wind, our house trembled
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2/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.321 | "Walking in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We walk above those places. Our look
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2/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.322 | "In This Kind of World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the last years of the twentieth century
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2/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.323 | "You want to say,"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the Lorraine Hotel in the memorial room
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2/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.323 | "In This Kind of World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passengers on this earth
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2/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: New bricks on Beale Street make sure
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2/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.324 | "In This Kind of World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We accompany the earth, passengers
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2/8/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.324 | "In This Kind of World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In these last years of the twentieth century
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2/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The lightfooted on earth maintain a place
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2/6/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As early light seeks cavern, or late light
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2/7/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.326 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near Follower Trail high country begins to pull
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2/1/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.327 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Explorers invented a way to walk toward the sky
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2/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.328 | "Outside Wichita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully dawn came, nudging birds
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2/5/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.329 | "February"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near dawn in winter on the white ground
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2/3/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the streetlight a tree dpreads one branch
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2/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.331 | "Life Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even now in my hands the feel of that shovel comes back
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2/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.332 | "Prose notes on (unhappy) meeting of
NEH"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Library (Natl. Endowment for the Humanities0
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2/20/1902 |
Box: 28 | 86.333 | "Further prose notes on NEH
meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...accords well...
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2/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.334 | "Late Presenting These Pieces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An owl floats forth its call deep into darkness
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1/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.335 | "At Night in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees embraced by their scarves of snow
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1/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.336 | "Shikostu"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One spring in the annual flood, water discovered
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1/19/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.337 | "Presenting These Pieces This
Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just before wakingthat single strong cry
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1/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.337 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For quiet, but a little sound. For air.
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1/23/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was only water, trying and failing
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1/24/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.338 | "Class of 53"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That music we used to hear in the chapel
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1/25/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.339 | "Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It speaks from its gravelly stream, quiet
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1/20/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.340 | "Why We Keep Talking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A long look from Main Street will touch
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1/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.341 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No bird, no oriole, funch, chickadee, no
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1/17/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.342 | "Being Sure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a still day the sun is mellowing westward
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1/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.342 | "For You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a secret now, but already a tree
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1/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.343 | "Surviving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even on a clear day fog
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1/30/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When an angel comes again
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1/31/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.344 | "Reading In the Fine Print"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One path you follow disappears
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1/28/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.344 | "Free Verse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A narrow river but deep, convinced
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1/29/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.345 | "Different Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Steel hardly know what a hint is, but for thistledown
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1/27/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.346 | "Etude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could say, Moonlight, and that would be
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1/26/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever is far creates an arch, a flight
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1/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.347 | "Rainy Ordinary Day "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our boots will squelch around
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1/16/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.348 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the dirt looks richer. Peices of leaves
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1/11/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.349 | "It Is Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night, after its only the stars
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1/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.349 | "On My Seventy-Second Birthday Passing
Seventy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A cavern inside your life begins to shiver
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1/10/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.350 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that it is tomorrow, a street with a name
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1/9/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.351 | "On the Daylight Express"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When stations go by, when all you could do
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1/4/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.352 | "At NIght the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world is bigger at night. At night
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1/2/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.353 | "Something for the Blind"
Typed draft.
First line: Right now if you look up, there will be the world
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12/22/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.353 | "Living Here"
Typed draft.
First line: In Babylon, where I live now, revenge
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12/21/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.354 | "Celebrating a Colleague"
Typed draft.
First line: For years we kept the years at bay
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12/15/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.355 | "Backlighting"
Typed draft.
First line: You can take rain and scatter it in a forest
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12/13/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.356 | "Getting Out of Town"
Typed draft.
First line: It was decided that morning when a hawk
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12/18/1986 |
Box: 28 | 86.357 | "Birthdays"
Typed draft.
First line: A birthday is when you might not have been born
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12/19/1986 |
Box: 29 | 87.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that vast gray from the sea outside
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12/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A man went by, a girl who limped
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12/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.2 | "Notes on Thornton Wilder"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The play comes from play
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12/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From that vast gray from the sea outside...
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.4 | "Notes on Thornton Wilder"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our Town is at once insignificant
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the sun, by the heart, by generations nearer
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1/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: More detailed than the actual, our photos
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1/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A legend, and careless, famous in crime
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1/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.6 | "Late, Late"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The touch when rain
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1/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How you fel in your life depends
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1/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.7 | "Winter: The Popcorn Cure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Their faces arent right. Carelessly their hands
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1/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.8 | "Odd Pebbles"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rim of the cup so smooth
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1/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.9 | "Taking the Popcorn Cure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind in January remembers old
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1/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.10 | "Disposal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pack her picture back into the mirror
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1/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.11 | "Origin of Country"
Typed draft.
First line: A child came out on the porch. It was
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12/31/1986 |
Box: 29 | 87.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was amazing, after time explained it
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1/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.13 | "Disposal"
Typed draft.
First line: Paste her picture back of the mirror
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1/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.14 | "Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will get cold
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1/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.14 | "Another One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day you cant hold spins into place
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1/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We start from where we are and are
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1/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tumbleweeds travel as far as a hedge or fence
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1/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can stand there in the temporary headquarters
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1/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too many years have passed, too many cold
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1/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.17 | "On Someones Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: Along our creek in the first gray of dawn
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12/29/1986 |
Box: 29 | 87.18 | "Knowing Where You Are"
Typed draft.
First line: One time a clock said midnight
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12/30/1986 |
Box: 29 | 87.19 | "How These Words Happened"
Typed draft.
First line: In winter, in the dark hours, when others
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12/28/1986 |
Box: 29 | 87.20 | "Reading with My Little Sister: a
Recollection"
Typed draft.
First line: The stars have died overhead in their great cold
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12/26/1986 |
Box: 29 | 87.21 | "Anytime, Anywhere"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too early awake, winy=ter, Dakota or somewhere
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1/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rabbits, foxes, owls, deer, all
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1/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.22 | "In the Campus Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile these buildings hold their place
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1/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.23 | "Casual Greeting to One of a Kind An Old
One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Attentive, you follow a string too tangled and fine
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1/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two plants, locust and mountain ash
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1/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.23v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont have to go far, those lessons
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1/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trapped by the sun I lean into the shade
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12/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.24 | "Pine Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in its home a telescope stares for its life
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12/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.25 | "After School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My autumn dog took me along, evenings
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12/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.26 | "Clearing the Docket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a snowstorm once, at junior high school
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12/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.26 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass runs up to the trees
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12/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.26v | "Trying to Tell It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old have a secret
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12/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.27 | "Conversation by the Barn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bitterbrush shouldered in and stood
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12/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.27v | "First Quarrel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talking along we pause and the snow
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12/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lines on my hand tell opposite futures.
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12/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold settles into a house. People are gone.
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12/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Her book we keep on a high shelf hidden
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12/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.31 | "Lost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You rummage around in your feelings
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12/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.31 | "Lost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyway its late now. The evening light follows
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12/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.32 | "Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything demanded cannot be given
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12/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.32 | "Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We wait for then. That we wait for it
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12/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.33 | "Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without word I arrive quietly. A random stranger
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.33v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear distantly those other lives
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12/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.33v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What measure to use? How to decide?
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12/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.34 | "Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A random stranger sometimes I appear
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12/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.35 | "As Time Goes By"
Typed draft.
First line: We hoard each day, unwrap it carefully
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.36 | "Gift from a Landscape"
Typed draft.
First line: In that scene west of Bismark last winter
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.37 | "Snow"
Typed draft.
First line: Without a word I arrive quietly. A random stranger
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12/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.38 | "You in the Mirror"
Typed draft.
First line: You with the face, they are coming
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.39 | "For a Quiet Husband"
Typed draft.
First line: Your words, anticipated often
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.40 | "After School"
Typed draft.
First line: My autumn dog took me along, evenings
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12/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.41 | "Trying to Tell It"
Typed draft.
First line: The old have a secret
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12/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.42 | "First Quarrel"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes at a party we pause and the snow
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12/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.42 | "Historical Incident"
Typed draft.
First line: Clouds dragged their bellies over the mountains
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12/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.43 | "Lava"
Typed draft.
First line: Alive in an arc that stays
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.43 | "Stages of Reality"
Typed draft.
First line: Toward evening when the lamp is on
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.44 | "Glimpses of Paradise"
Typed draft.
First line: Anyone, animals even, may see it
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Youre the cream
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12/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.46 | "Walking the Back Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part way up any little hay creek
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12/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.47 | "At the Desert Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An otter asleep in its nest, a shabby old
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12/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.48 | "At the Desert Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doors lock - no trust, and least of all
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12/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.48 | "You Are Nuclear Volunteers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right now, outside every door, that air begins
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12/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mallards explore certain rivers, the Missouri
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12/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In your mind you can lose
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12/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What has been hot you always pick up with care
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12/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.51 | "Dominoes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pile blocks high, one touch
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12/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.52 | "Our Sky Unfinished Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flocks of blackbirds, in a great scattered loop
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10/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.53 | "Walking at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the ocean flow great rivers
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11/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.54 | "Undertow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All of us live here in the sky; and in our
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11/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.55 | "Evolution"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thing is - the only thing is -
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11/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.56 | "Ghosts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By late at night people forget. They close
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11/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.57 | "Future Nostalgia The Old Writers Welcome to
the New"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere out there the new light
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11/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes of a snow leopard see, not the end
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11/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again last night, open to all Heaven
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11/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.60 | "Tracker Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: One thing in the world at a time
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.61 | "Aware"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time brings to me a day overcast, silver
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11/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are supposed to notice certain people
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12/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain flowers along the road
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12/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.63 | "How It Could Be"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To our left a burned mountain in snow
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11/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.64 | "page of prose on Wordsworth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In pursuit...
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11/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We can feel sure that we do not understand
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12/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.66 | "Aware"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This comes to me on days overcast, silver
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11/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where a rabbit flowed through a thicket
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11/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.67 | "Turning Things Over"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind is blowing. And you know how far
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11/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.68 | "Seismograph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Early like this, here in this new tomorrow
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11/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the light finds where your face is
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11/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.70 | "In the Story Time Is Telling (Kansas
Kierkegaard)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a park...
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11/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.71 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I was dreaming...
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11/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Santiam Pass a flow of red stone
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11/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.73 | "We intend to go to Banff,
probably."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me trouble you. We can discover
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11/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.73 | "World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people use it again. You can turn over
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11/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.74 | "We intend to go to Banff,
probably."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me trouble you. We can discover
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11/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These early mornings owls chuckle in the trees
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8/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One friend approves wherever lightning strikes
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9/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.75 | "Rockaway"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seals open their eyes through water. (Land
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9/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.76 | "Waiting for Advent Saying a Friends
Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the rich dawnlight I know who comes
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11/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.76 | "Ode to Duty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By salt, by smoke, by salmon preserved
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11/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.77 | "Desert Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I salute the owl with the broken wing
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12/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.78 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At Santiam Pass a flow of red stone
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11/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.79 | "Through Long Practice"
Typed draft.
First line: You can swing in an arc and aim
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.79 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Toward evening when the lamp is on
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.80 | "Glimpses of Paradise"
Typed draft.
First line: Anyone, animals even, may see it
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11/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.81 | "Glimpses of Paradise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone, animals even, may be saved
|
11/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.82 | "Tracker Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One thing in the world at a time
|
9/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In winter, without any lights, we look out
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9/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can swing in an arc and aim
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9/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A thin bush will straggle first across
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10/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.84 | "Finding Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone let the eye have color. Someone
|
10/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.85 | "San Francisco School Stages of
Reality"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward evening when the lamp is on
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11/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.85 | "November"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Autumn again, and the moon
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11/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.86 | "Existence Lava"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Santiam Pass a flow of red stone
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11/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.87 | "Wonderer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would think somewhere a path
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9/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The moon jumps out of Ojibway Lake when we
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9/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Owls in the trees before light this morning
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9/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.88 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In casinos they dont have clocks, and they dont
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9/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Indian Ford the campground is empty. Winding
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9/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.89 | "For the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its an easy day, for the world. Nobody
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9/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Easy to belive, rain falls; and wind
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9/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.90 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why should the wilderness have
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9/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We say cold came down. Winter
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9/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe we fall all the time, inward, away from
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9/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the language of truth words accept their
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9/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.93 | "Hopper"
Typed draft.
First line: A person waits on the corner
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9/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.94 | "Hopper"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a room somebody walks. They stop
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9/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange how many angles meet. They jostle
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9/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.95 | "Mennonite"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that game no storm intrudes, no
|
9/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats next in our living in the nuclear age?
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5/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.97 | "prose page"
Typed draft.
First line: Journal Entries
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.98 | "Getting Back Home"
Typed draft.
First line: My life reaches out, certain days, horizon
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Borne out on a great sea the soul
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8/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.99 | "Why I Travel Sometimes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember, it wasnt my intention
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8/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lew caught Sam. Lew
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8/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.101 | "Autumn in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain means forest, then snow
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8/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For it to be forest, some trees have to be
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8/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.102 | "Triptych"
Typed draft.
First line: Pine shade open and soft
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.103 | "Why Do I Tell You This?"
Typed draft.
First line: This big avalanche came over the edge
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.104 | "Church, YMCA, Skirt"
Typed draft.
First line: Mrs Planchit told us never to take the Lords
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.105 | "Ink Trail"
Typed draft.
First line: This is written with my little gold pen, the one
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.105v | "Bent-Over Ones"
Typed draft.
First line: Some trees look down when
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.106 | "Family Story"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here is the first act, me laughing
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8/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.106v | "What We Brought from Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: invisible lightning without any thunder
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8/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes after lightning the farm is ready
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8/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.107 | "What We Brought from Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Invisible lightning, without any thunder
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8/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.108 | "Triptych"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pine shade, open and soft
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8/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people have their genes lined up
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8/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.110 | "Accounting for Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After thunder, pre-lightning begins, but
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8/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.111 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Places where roads havent found
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7/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.112 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: At certain roads in the country
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.113 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: They say roads dont connect unless
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.114 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Discussion late...
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7/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves of our sycamore came to the front window
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7/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today my life will carry its outside burdens
|
7/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.117 | "Pacemaker"
Typed draft.
First line: Our slow breath goes out and returns
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.117 | "Interlude"
Typed draft.
First line: Every day the sun tells its big lie
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.118 | "Current Events"
Typed draft.
First line: A feeling sweeps over you. It makes a space
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.119 | "Transcending Earth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds here have dawn before we do
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8/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wave lift buries a rock; then
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10/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever calls may listen and in that quiet
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10/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.121 | "Out of All the Field"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One sunflower turned toward the shadow sun
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10/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.122 | "Unfinished Song"
Typed draft.
First line: Some days our sky turns rich. Near sunset
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10/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.122 | "Finding Out"
Typed draft.
First line: It was a long time ago, but one place where
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10/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.123 | "My A Saga"
Typed draft.
First line: My life always just went along quietly
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10/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.124 | "My A Saga (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: Just last night I dreamed I was embracing
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.125 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Village Inn...
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9/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One soul everywhere extends its wing
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9/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.127 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At John and Claudia...
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9/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.128 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The preceding page...
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9/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.129 | "Cool Spell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Others dont see that face. It waits
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9/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.129 | "Cool Spell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear Friend - a tremendous
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9/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.130 | "Cool Spell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear Friend - For you these years...
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10/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.131 | "Cool Spell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This can go on for years. Both people
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10/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever you were, however much
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10/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.133 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Una Honscheid...
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10/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What this country has stored away is
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10/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.135 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even on foggy, chilly mornings...
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10/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.136 | "Family Album"
Typed draft.
First line: mostly it worked, the forsaking farm
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.137 | "Family Album (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: So mostly it was not necessary to learn
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.138 | "Deep Light"
Typed draft.
First line: From far a light, maybe a hill ranch
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10/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.139 | "Some Words in Place of a Wailing
Wall"
Typed draft.
First line: Saplings by the river had to grow
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10/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.140 | "Some Words in Place of a Wailing Wall
(2)"
Typed draft.
First line: If you survive you can tell about things
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10/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.141 | "For the Rosalee Rusoff Room"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone gave this room a name, a husband
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10/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.142 | "From the Fawcett Center Parking
Lot"
Typed draft.
First line: Near dark some of the cars open their eyes
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10/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.143 | "By the Olentangy"
Typed draft.
First line: If anyone came, Indian, stopped by a clearing
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10/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.144 | "Cool Spell"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Friend -
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9/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.145 | "Cool Spell (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: This manner has gone on for years. Both people
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9/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.146 | "In Any Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone swims near in this restless water
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.147 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some writers think...
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10/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.148 | "My A Saga , Sort of"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life always just went along quietly
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10/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As long as we could, we believed
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10/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.150 | "prose exercise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a good thing Im wearing my purple boots
|
10/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing a bird before it breaks
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10/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.151 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaving Olean...
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10/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.152 | "dream song (see DW Prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a dream...
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10/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.153 | "By the Olentangy River, II"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If we can, do you think, sometimes
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10/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.154 | "By the Olentangy River, I, III"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If anyone came, Indian, stopped by a clearing
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10/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.155 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday met first workshop session...
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10/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.156 | "Deep Light"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From far, a light, maybe a hill ranch
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10/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.157 | "From the Fawcett Center Parking
Lot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near dark some of the cars open their eyes
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10/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.158 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: New questions gleaned...
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10/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.159 | "Some Words in Place of a Wailing
Wall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saplings by the river had to grow
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10/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.160 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Issues for workshop...
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10/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.161 | "For the Rosalee Rusoff Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone gave this room a name, a husband
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10/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can stay low here, follow
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10/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take away noon. Leave me that gray
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10/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.164 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My characteristic stand...
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10/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.165 | "Lost Lake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the times, the moon found a lake
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9/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.166 | "Panel notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fiction Panel...
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6/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.167 | "Generations Before Us: a Family Photo Display
Family Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly it worked, the forsaking farm
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9/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.168 | "Family Album"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So mostly it was not necessary to learn
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9/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.169 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you no longer accept...
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5/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stevens Canyon Road bends past willows
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4/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.171 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All right, well sing it your way
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5/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We need big things not alive near us
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5/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So real and dependable, the rain, how it
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5/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose the rain doesnt know you
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5/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time dulled the long pain of youth. Gravity
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5/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into this place new history comes
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5/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can follow the rain and find it
|
5/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So many threads are waiting. They save you
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5/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every line should attempt to
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5/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come out and say yes to the gray
|
5/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.178v | "On Yukon Drive: You and the
World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light glow at the end of paths
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.179 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A writers region...
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6/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day, this particular day, welled in
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8/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.181 | "Note from Sister Noreta"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can we help it if womens bodies say yes?
|
8/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.182 | "Pacemaker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A slow breath goes out and returns
|
6/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.182 | "Getting Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life reached out, certain days, horizon
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6/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.183 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It lasted forever...
|
6/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear bells in the morning. They lift
|
6/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.184 | "Current Events as prose in DW Prose, same
date"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A feeling passes over you making a space
|
6/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.185 | "Listening to Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: Some levels of talk the fish can have
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6/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.186 | "Listening to Talk at a Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some levels of talk the fish can have
|
6/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.187 | "Aspen Advent"
Typed draft.
First line: They tell lies here, lean confidentially
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.188 | "Justice"
Typed draft.
First line: Criminals talk their way - swagger. Blinded
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.189 | "Coming Alive"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes in your life everything stops
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.190 | "How the World Ended"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By special delivery the letters came
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5/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What signs of hope are there?
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5/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.191 | "page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A running morning...
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5/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Being the right degree afraid
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5/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time sleeps in stone, stones whole self
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5/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away down in the ground
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5/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never alone enough, an eagle
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5/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you can have if you want
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5/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.195 | "Atwater Kent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late nights the world flooded our dark house
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5/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just the same, nobody ever found our cave
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6/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.196 | "Coming Alive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in your life everything stops
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6/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.197 | "Justice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crime talks this way: swagger. Blinded
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6/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sky accepted whatever came, dishonesty
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6/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.198 | "21-Jun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between left stride and right stride marching along
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6/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The itch to know drives mankind. It roves
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6/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From tree to grass to ground a day descends
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6/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wood grain twisted where the split went
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6/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand where the deep woods begins. Out there
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6/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep in the forest, alone like a lamp in the night
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5/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.203 | "Lessons"
Typed draft.
First line: Canute, who ordered the tide to stop
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5/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark heartwood, and the bright reply
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5/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.204 | "Lessons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Canute, who ordered the tide to stop
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5/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.205 | "21-Jun"
Typed draft.
First line: Left stride, right stride, marching along
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6/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.205 | "Interlude"
Typed draft.
First line: Every day the sun tells its big lie
|
6/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slam, a garbage can lid hits
|
6/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way it comes, it wants in, the world
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6/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every days is a new friend. I should
|
6/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.208 | "Waiting for Vesuvius"
Typed draft.
First line: Cold people, proud people
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.209 | "Watching Sandhill Cranes"
Typed draft.
First line: Spirits among us have departed - friends
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.210 | "Church, YMCA, Skirt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mrs Planchit told us never to take the Lords name
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8/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a friendly voice Don was not mentioning
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8/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.212 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day the sun tells its big lie
|
6/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.213 | "Church, YMCA, Skirt"
Typed draft.
First line: Mrs Planchit told us never to take the Lords
|
8/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.214 | "Ink Trail"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is written with my little pen, the one
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8/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.215 | "Neighbors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains do their own announcements. They
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7/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.215 | "Get Used to It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Get used to itevery person
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7/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.216 | "Among Other Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Port Townsend mornings gave a gray cast
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7/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.217 | "Why Do I Tell You This?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This big hand came over the edge
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8/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.218 | "At Kirkwood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We learned the art of giant faces, text
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7/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.219 | "Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finally rain gave the blessing. It anointed
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7/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.220 | "Gift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time wants to show you a different country. Its the one
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7/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.221 | "From Yukon Drive"
Typed draft.
First line: Lights glow at the end of paths
|
5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.222 | "Nativity"
Typed draft.
First line: Your birthday hidden in grass, little rabbit
|
5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.223 | "Conviction"
Typed draft.
First line: It is not by light, the way we find
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6/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.224 | "Conviction"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is not a light, the way we find
|
6/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.225 | "Conviction"
Typed draft.
First line: It is not a light, the way we find
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6/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.226 | "They say roads.."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Changing the furniture in my mind
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7/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.227 | "At certain roads"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At certain roads in the country
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7/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me buy back my dream again, a dim
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7/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Denied by mountains, yet achieved, sometimes
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7/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The calculations of war
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7/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Fort Worden no guns are permitted
|
7/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.230 | "Gift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the bad things come, I dont say
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7/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.231 | "Robinson Jeffers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We need what wont move, a rock, a
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7/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.231 | "Fed Up at a Reception"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There comes an endthe old lady demanding
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7/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.232 | "Robinson Jeffers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I cant touch anyone
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7/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.233 | "After a Sleazy Show"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No dragon waited there in the theater
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7/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.234 | "Classroom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One wall said, Its beyond me the wind
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7/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.235 | "Anchor Message#2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stop here.
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7/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.235 | "Centrum 87"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls, clouds, leaves, limbs
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7/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.236 | "Anchor Message #1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, this anchor never held. Its great
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7/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.237 | "July 18, 1987, at Centrum Last
Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finally rain gave the blessing. It anointed
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7/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.238 | "Certitude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain quiet people, when important events
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8/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.239 | "Harvest in the Furrows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That autumn lift birds and animals
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8/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.240 | "September Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Finally rain gives the blessing. It anoints
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7/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.241 | "Dales Backyard In the Backyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something beyond us bends over town
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7/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.242 | "Visit to Dales House In the
Backyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something beyond us bends in the evening
|
7/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.243 | "Our Week in Monmouth In the
Backyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something beyond us bends over town
|
7/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.244 | "Our Week in Monmouth In the
Backyard"
Typed draft.
First line: Something beyond us bends over town
|
7/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.245 | "After a Good Class"
Typed draft.
First line: You may carry this day folded all your life
|
3/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.246 | "Autobiography"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im lost. Im and island in the Cimarron
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.246v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Less than snow, less than their green
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.247 | "From Yukon Drive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are lights in the woods. A path
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5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.248 | "Nativity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little rabbit, so soft a coat, little hunter for death
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5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.249 | "prose "
Handwritten draft.
First line: My links...
|
5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those who work in the forest
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6/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.251 | "Aspen Advent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell lies here, lean confidentially
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6/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.252 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dinner....
|
6/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.252v | "Watching Sandhill Cranes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spirits among us have departed, friends, relatives
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6/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.253 | "Watching Sandhill Cranes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People we knew have departed, friend, relative
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6/4/1998 |
Box: 29 | 87.254 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: We are living...
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6/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The suns judgment on fields
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6/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.256 | "Waiting for Vesuvius"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My pack is always ready
|
6/5/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.257 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out to John Haines...
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6/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.258 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Francine Prose....
|
6/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.259 | "From Yukon Drive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lights glow at the end of paths
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5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.259 | "Nativity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your birthday hidden in grass, Rabbit
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5/31/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.260 | "Aspen Advent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell lies here, lean confidentially
|
6/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.261 | "Aspen Advent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell lies here, lean confidentially
|
6/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside the road when we pass each other
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5/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In wind the lowest branch
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3/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always whispering day jogs by.
|
4/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Louisiana a great, undecided river
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5/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.264 | "Unworthy of So Generous an Evening We Search
Our Poverty for Justification"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now those mountain shadows that belong to
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5/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.265 | "Rip Van Winkle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down there on the earth, somewhere
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.266 | "Amounting to Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At that moment the earth is wanting you. It reaches
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2/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A northern arc, all that prairie, leans
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2/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.267 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little thread...
|
2/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Who is a savior these days
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2/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.269 | "On the Coast"
Typed draft.
First line: At Winterwave Earth trembled again
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.270 | "Locust Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you noticed how the locust is bending?
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2/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.271 | "Atomic News"
Typed draft.
First line: While their denials make a thicket around them
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.272 | "Locust"
Typed draft.
First line: Notice how a locust is bending
|
2/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dreamed a mound out in the open, and a flower
|
2/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.273 | "Atomic Watching the News"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let their denials make a thicket around them
|
2/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mountains witholding certain days out there
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4/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.274 | "In Any Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone swam near, in that restless water
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5/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.274v | "In Iowa"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its lilac breath. It listens in the garden
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4/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hemlocks, those trees with dark glasses
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4/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.275 | "in Iowa"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lilac breathit listens in the garden
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4/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.276 | "Merci Beaucoup"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It would help if no one ever mentioned
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5/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If between shots you hear a song
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5/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.277 | "Land Around Exeter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It carries whatever it needs for the next
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5/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In certain canyons a new stream appears
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3/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meanwhile a heart beats. In the farthest estuaries
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3/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.279 | "Seismograph"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the Missouri surrounded by cottonwoods
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4/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.279v | "Kits Place"
Typed draft.
First line: Over by Bend on a hill
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.280 | "Down by the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can watch the current forever and still
|
4/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Salem Country they have decided
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4/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.282 | "Kits Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Four miles from Bend on a hill
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3/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.282v | "Down by the River"
Typed draft.
First line: I can watch the current forever and still
|
4/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.283 | "In Iowa"
Typed draft.
First line: Its lil ac breath that listens in the garden
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4/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.284 | "In Any Country"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone swam near, in that restless water
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5/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.285 | "Our Kind of River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often a current in this river loops
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5/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.286 | "Humdrum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day only has air to work with, and a little
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5/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.287 | "Merci Beaucoup"
Typed draft.
First line: It would help if no one ever mentioned
|
5/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.288 | "For their Five Cats and for Joel and
Joan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These millionaires of smell and hearing
|
4/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.289 | "Spirit of Place : Great Blue
Heron"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of their loneliness for each other
|
3/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.290 | "Garden City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how quickly my thought
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3/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.291 | "Afternoon in the Stacks"
Typed draft.
First line: Closing the book, I find I have left my head
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.292 | "Climbing Along the River"
Typed draft.
First line: Willows never forget how it feels
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.293 | "News from a Traveler"
Typed draft.
First line: It snowed the world those days when we set forth
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.284 | "Parents"
Typed draft.
First line: Ruby, Earl, - I never called them by name
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.295 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We looked up one day and a mountain
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.296 | "Birthday"
Typed draft.
First line: Earlier than usual this day crawls forth
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.297 | "My Station and Its Duties"
Typed draft.
First line: A rabbit, I scrunch down with my back
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.297 | "Portraits 1"
Typed draft.
First line: The moccasins are so big they seem to belong
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.297 | "Portraits 2"
Typed draft.
First line: A lady spider entered. She gathered herself
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the forest along with moonlight
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2/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is a mountain that appears to me. On the north
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2/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.299 | "On the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Winterwave Earth trembled again
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2/1/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.300 | "World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listenrabbits have heard about you for years
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1/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.301 | "Getting Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the path of moonlight slides to your door
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1/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone alone hears geese come
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1/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.302 | "Leaders"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They are to read in the paper about
|
1/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.303 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Too many years ahve passed, too many cold
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.304 | "Walking the West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It snowed some day, or when we set out to wake up
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3/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.305 | "When It Was"
Typed draft.
First line: It was that day when the water spilled
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.306 | "Arthur Koestler"
Typed draft.
First line: Domain of night, receive a suppliant
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An ear hears a demi-quaver
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2/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you come to the old bridge late at night
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2/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.308 | "Rock Presented by a Friend from
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where that range comes true after no one
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.308v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among us forensic voices prevail, but
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4/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.309 | "Rock Presented by a Friend from
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where that range comes true after no one
|
4/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.310 | "For their Five Cats and for Joel and
Joan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These millionaires of smell and hearing
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4/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.311 | "workshop list"
Typed draft.
First line: Students..
|
4/6/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.312 | "Rock Presented by a Friend from
Alaska"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where that range comes true after no one
|
4/7/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow me, anger; lift me, sorrows weight
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.314 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water takes a shape. It falls
|
4/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.314 | "For an Art Teacher Miss Frazier in Twelfth
Ninth Grade Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between flurries of rain, mountains
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4/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.315 | "Canine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Live like a dog, no if
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4/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.316 | "Visiting a Mansion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is important that flowers by Alices door
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4/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.317 | "What Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a report of snow on the highway
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4/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.318 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bret is staying with us...
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4/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eavesdrop awhile. The great institutions
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4/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.320 | "Walking the West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It snowed some day when we set out to wake up
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3/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.321 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The FCC...
|
4/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.322 | "Walking the West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It snows the world some days when we set forth
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3/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.323 | "Vacation at the Game Refuge"
Typed draft.
First line: Great people gain credit from other great
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.324 | "What Happens"
Typed draft.
First line: At a report of snow on the highway
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4/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.325 | "Visiting a Mansion"
Typed draft.
First line: It is important that flowers by your door
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4/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.326 | "Canine"
Typed draft.
First line: Live like a dog, no if
|
4/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.327 | "At Malheur the Game Refuge"
Typed draft.
First line: Life is lived far awy, not this near scene
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.328 | "For Miss Evinrude Frazier: Ninth Grade
Art"
Typed draft.
First line: Between flurries of rain, mountains
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4/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.329 | "Wanderlust"
Typed draft.
First line: With a pencil along every road we travel
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4/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.330 | "Wanderlust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a pencil along every road we travel
|
4/28/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.331 | "At Malheur the Game Refuge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life is lived far away, not this near scene
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4/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.332 | "Spirit of Place: Great Blue
Heron"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of their loneliness for each other
|
3/29/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.333 | "Climbing Along the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows never forget how it felt to be young
|
2/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.334 | "My Station and Its Duties"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A rabbit, I scrunch down with my back
|
2/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.334 | "Afternoon in the Stacks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Closing the book, I find I have left my head
|
2/24/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.335 | "Coercion"
Typed draft.
First line: That rim that fast water never goes over
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.335 | "Arrangements"
Typed draft.
First line: Mountains that settled somewhere forever
|
1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.336 | "Watching Any Old Star"
Typed draft.
First line: Light that began years ago goes on. It never
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.336 | "Petition to Birds in Early
Spring"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds that return, wedges of jungle
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.337 | "Portraits 1 Portrait for a
Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The moccasins are so big they seem to belong
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2/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.337 | "Portraits 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lady spider entered. She gathered herself
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2/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.338 | "Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earlier than usual this day crawls forth
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2/26/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.339 | "Watching Any Old Star"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light that began years ago goes on. It never
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3/11/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.339 | "Tyrannus Rex"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These bones knuckled their way
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3/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.340 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We looked up one day and a mountain
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3/21/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.341 | "Coming from Lewiston"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Palouse, they call it, a feminine landscape
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3/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.341 | "Parents"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into the mist they all recede, an arm
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3/17/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.342 | "From Redmond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn away easily when it is cold, when
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3/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far in the Cascades East Lake lies perfectly
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3/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people that share the earth wont help
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3/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.343v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is done now, the conditions already
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.344 | "What Ezekiel Saw"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals do not know tomorrow, but
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3/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.344v | "From Redmond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A local assignment was all you had
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3/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.345 | "Walking the West"
Typed draft.
First line: It snowed the world those days when we set forth
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3/20/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.346 | "Understanding Poetry, by William Carlos
Williams and Wallace Stevens"
Typed draft.
First line: The jar on a hill, the tree that thinks
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.347 | "Suspense"
Typed draft.
First line: By now so much has happened elsewhere
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.348 | "Arthur Koestler"
Typed draft.
First line: Domain of night, receive a suppliant
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.349 | "When It Was"
Typed draft.
First line: It was that day when this water spilled
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.350 | "At the Metropolitan"
Typed draft.
First line: In the gallery they speak softly
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.350 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Sonnet that begins by being something else
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.351 | "Popcorn Cure"
Typed draft.
First line: Our faces arent right. Carelessly our hands
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1/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the saw is running it feels strange
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1/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.353 | "Comeuppance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One rock beam like Stonehenge balanced
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1/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right now they shiver in the brush
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1/18/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.354 | "Its Anywhere You Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two trees, locust and mountain ash
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.355 | "In the Campus Woods"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile these buildings hold their place
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1/22/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.356 | "Any Day, Anywhere"
Typed draft.
First line: Too early awake, winter, Dakota or somewhere
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1/23/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.357 | "Old One"
Typed draft.
First line: You have been sent, one of the kind who look down
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.358 | "Tremolo"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The person with your name is led nodding
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1/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.359 | "Strange Flower"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only one traveler who crossed Saddle Mountain
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1/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.360 | "World Below Our House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This lack of a voicethe house waits and looks
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1/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.361 | "Lake Oswego"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quiet at night, our town waits for something
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1/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is possible that a person we met
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1/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.362 | "Honeysuckle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does anything happen that doesnt make any difference?
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1/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.362 | "Experiments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the cost, we knew, was the pain
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1/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.363 | "Lake Oswego"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quiet at night our town waits. In dark
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1/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.363v | "Saint Matthew and All"
Typed draft.
First line: Lorenewe thought shed come home. But
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10/16/1983 |
Box: 29 | 87.364 | "Tremolo"
Typed draft.
First line: The figure with your name is led nodding
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1/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.365 | "Extinction A Strange Flower"
Typed draft.
First line: Lacking any history, this flower one day
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1/25/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.366 | "World Below Our HOuse"
Typed draft.
First line: The cellar steps descended, each one
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1/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.367 | "World"
Typed draft.
First line: Its clear that rabbits have heard about you for years
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1/30/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.368 | "Finding Kit a House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond our cup of earth, tawny at evening
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2/16/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.369 | "Suspense"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now so much has happened elsewhere
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2/19/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.370 | "At the Metropolitan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the art gallery they speak softly
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2/13/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.371 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gray morning came along. It lifted and brightened
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2/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.371 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sonnet that begins by being something else
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2/15/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.372 | "Understanding Poetry, by William Carlos
Williams and Wallace Stevens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The oak on a hill, the tree that thinks
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2/14/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.373 | "When It Was"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was that day when this water spilled
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2/12/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.374 | "Arthur Koestler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Domain of night, receive a suppliant
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2/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.375 | "Trouble with Reading"
Typed draft.
First line: When a goat takes a book, the book is gone
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3/3/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: East of the Cascades, in an ocean of gray sage
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3/8/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.376 | "Coercion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That rim that fast water never goes over
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3/9/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.377 | "Arrangements"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Arrangements, mountains that settled somewhere
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3/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.377v | "Coercion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That rim that water never spills over
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1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.378 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people around me move. Then they are still
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3/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.379 | "Petition to Birds in Early
Spring"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds that return, wedges of jungle
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3/2/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.380 | "Amounting to Something"
Typed draft.
First line: At this moment the earth is wanting you. It reaches
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2/27/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.381 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So thin a line, a sound or not a sound
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1/10/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.382 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What was left of a song returned
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1/4/1987 |
Box: 29 | 87.382 | "Geiger Counter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding under its curving top the light
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1/4/1987 |
Box: 30 | 88.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now they have taught me my place
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12/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old woman who judges our house and our town
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12/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.2 | "Bit Part"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The play that Im in has one performance
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12/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.2 | "Reflections on the Bookshelves in Annas
Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shelves of mute books carry their heavy knowledge
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12/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.3 | "Memorial : Bret, Our Son Son
Bret"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the way you went you were important
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12/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.4 | "Slide Show"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some words melt into time; they disappear. Their sound
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12/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.4 | "Adversity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now I look out at the world, maybe a tree
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12/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.5 | "Bookshelf Reflections on the Bookshelves in
Annas Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shelves of mute books carry the heavy
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12/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.6 | "Bookshelf Reflections on the Bookshelves in
Annas Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even a whisper, even a mustard seed, may
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12/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know how it is, before dawn
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12/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes now it is death for a minute
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12/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.9 | "Finding My Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A spring in desert country. Life there. Then
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12/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.9 | "Late, Alone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night the rain wants in. It breathes
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12/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.10 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who come by and linger, who clung
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12/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this meadow day passes as you bow
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12/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.12 | "Old Troopers An Old Believer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you come to a crisis, telling me a story
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12/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.12 | "How It Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt have to be anyones birthday
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12/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.12 | "Eager to Please"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a stranger, I approach our home
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12/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.12v | "Eager to Please"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a stranger I approach your place
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.13 | "Moods"
Typed draft.
First line: A day in summer, a long afternon, great
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.13 | "Nanook"
Typed draft.
First line: They left me here, an ice flo
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.14 | "Think of Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: A sunny day, the family spread out
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.14 | "Found in a Bottle at the Beach"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside the room a thousand hurts and little
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.15 | "Acrobats Hold"
Typed draft.
First line: This jungle gym extends wherever hand
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.16 | "Being Small Accepting Hurt"
Typed draft.
First line: When some great embracing tree looms
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.17 | "Bit Part"
Typed draft.
First line: The pay Im in has one performance
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12/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.17 | "For People Who Wonder at What I
Write"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes the paper moves when I hold my pen
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12/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.17 | "Adversity"
Typed draft.
First line: Now I look out at the world, maybe a tree
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12/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.18 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: The old woman who judges our house and our town
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12/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.19 | "Reflections on the Bookshelves"
Typed draft.
First line: These mute books cary their heavy
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12/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.20 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: You know how it is, before dawn
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12/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.21 | "Memorial: Bret, Our Son Son Bret"
Typed draft.
First line: In the way you went you were important
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12/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.22 | "Doing My Part"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I get along well with my shadow, but
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12/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.22 | "What Its Important to Know Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about now, or soon, there comes to me
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12/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its easy to come close if youre old. Whats
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12/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.23 | "Alpine Fir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From far those little dark trees in Alaska
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12/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One tree bends toward another, both
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12/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.25 | "Bulbs in Winter"
Typed draft.
First line: Close to my roots
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1/11/1989 |
Box: 30 | 88.26 | "Water in the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My thought found water in the river
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12/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For years I trotted back and forth
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12/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day brought a valley that all of us
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12/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.30 | "How Its Got to Be"
Typed draft.
First line: Its the failed faces, the inane, enjoying their mistaken
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.30 | "Water in the River"
Typed draft.
First line: Water in the River, unrolling the perfect medium
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12/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.31 | "What Happens to Everybody"
Typed draft.
First line: First, through the trees a sky lightens. They call
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.32 | "From a Piece of Driftwood at a Sandbar in the
Sun"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day crawled here and left me while the hours
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12/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.33 | "Doing My Part"
Typed draft.
First line: I get along well with my shadow, but
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12/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.34 | "What Its Important to Know Say"
Typed draft.
First line: Along about now, or soon, there comes to me
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12/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was given to us, our town, because
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12/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.35 | "Waiting for Day in the Woods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light comes along through the leaves
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12/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In shelter we escaped rain. Out there those trees
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11/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.37 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our grove, one of the places to walk, millions
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11/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.38 | "Surviving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain, bent-over and gray, picking its way, looking
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11/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.39 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life discovered a shadow, then
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11/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.40 | "Accepting Hurt"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When some great embracing tree looms
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11/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.41 | "Think of Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we say certain words they
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11/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.42 | "Found in a Bottle at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the room a thousand hurts and little
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11/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.43 | "Falling Behind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From back here, their shadows look long
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11/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.43 | "Acrobats Hold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our jungle gym extends wherever hand
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11/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The time came and Al put his foot
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11/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the corner into town on an August night
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11/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.45 | "Rivers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One river hardly flowed. Its dark water
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11/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One spacious plan, a disease among rich
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11/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.46 | "cf. A Memorial: Son Bret"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That bundle you lifted, I didnt know
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11/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.47 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Burying compost...
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11/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.48 | "Edgar Lee Masters / Where We Used to
Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Almost any day a blackbird with no song
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11/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up close it looks the same. But suddenly
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11/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in the dark the trees are out there
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11/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Past a hawthorn tree tangled
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11/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.51 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day, many trees, a wind, then calm
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11/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.52 | "Flying West from La Guardia at
Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lights, lights
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11/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.53 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter wind...
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11/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.54 | "Nostalgia"
Typed draft.
First line: On black velvet a pearl prevails moreyou lift it
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11/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.54 | "Just Before November"
Typed draft.
First line: In one of the places to walk, millions
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.55 | "Survival Course"
Typed draft.
First line: What I think, even the mountains cant
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.56 | "On the Big Playground"
Typed draft.
First line: They corner me every day
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.57 | "prose"
Typed draft.
First line: This way of writing
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10/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.58 | "prose"
Typed draft.
First line: may be forgiven
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10/22/1987 |
Box: 30 | 88.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: AnnI think she diesoften brought
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10/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.59v | "People Gulls at Cannon Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they found injustice they invented a new righteousness
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10/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.60 | "Innocence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every momentous breath, every glance aside,
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10/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.61 | "Reading Kierkegaard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a vine, like little fingers of ivy
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10/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.62 | "Flight UA 554"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flying toward Providence, a father strokes
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10/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.63 | "Sheraton Motor Hotel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down this dim tunnel toward my place
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10/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.63 | "Hesitant Innocence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every momentous breath, every glance aside
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10/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.64 | "In Our Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this white light, in this open space
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10/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.65 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water always wants to tell everything
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10/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.66 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even by the hotel certain listening
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10/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.67 | "Hello Out There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today clouds try again their frantic
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10/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again, in the same room, light came
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10/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.68 | "This Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This first map shows population centers, their
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10/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.69 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Moorhead
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10/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like someone square, lik a brick, each
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10/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Law of how we dispose at a bar
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10/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.72 | "Reading Kierkegaard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The little fingers of ivy crawl where
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10/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.73 | "Learned from Reading Kierkegaard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a vine, like little fingers of ivy
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10/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A slow easing, and a mountain spring
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10/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right when the plane tilts down, all the earth
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10/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.76 | "Flight UA 554"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flying toward Providence a father strokes
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10/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.77 | "Lesson in Biology"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moses my name, a box my home
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10/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.78 | "In Our Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: White color stills this room, and
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10/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world moves when I shake my head
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.80 | "Lesson in Biology"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moses my name, a box my home
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10/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.81 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This way of writing...
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10/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.82 | "Moods"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day in summer, a long afternoon, great
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10/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time will deliver us, bending its
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10/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After they hatch in the warm sun the stylish
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10/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.83 | "Nostalgia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On black velvet a pearl survives more. You lift it
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11/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.84 | "On Not Being Met at the Airport"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in a hall, even when you are looking for
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10/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down on the coast is where the world begins
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10/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.85 | "Nanook"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They left me here, an ice flo
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10/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This coast bends but not enough for a bay. On many winter
days
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10/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the heart of a cedar grove, giants
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10/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.86 | "Where We Came From, Where We Are
Going"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was cold, I believe. It was
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10/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gary lifted his heavy frame, resenting all
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10/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.88 | "Reform"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I am? Any picture brings the true
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10/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.89 | "Davids Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep water surrounds my thought of it
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10/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.90 | "Old"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let it be a still day, or even if the wind
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.90 | "Quiet Summons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have come to find you. This page
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.90v | "Its All Right"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its all right. Someone has treated you bad
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the shade of certain words I have rested
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9/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.91 | "September"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening light follows a river, then slowly
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9/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.92 | "Sometimes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they criticize you, how do you
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9/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What a field gives, a road hauls away
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9/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: in the morning you lie there thinkingsome people
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9/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listenyou cant hear most islands. They speak
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9/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.95 | "Note from a Friend of the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often at home I crawl to find how the furniture
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9/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.96 | "Zephyr"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Autumn is breathing. Little flashes of bird wings
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9/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.97 | "Its All Right"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone you know has treated you bad
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.98 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the morning you lie there thinkingsome people
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9/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.98 | "We make a path..."
Typed draft.
First line: The big camera takes a picture of all the little ones
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9/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.99 | "Note from a Friend of the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Often at home I crawl to find how the furniture
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9/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.99 | "Old Lady on the Midway"
Typed draft.
First line: You can hear the little wheels going; then the mouth
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.100 | "Zephyr"
Typed draft.
First line: Autumn is breathing. Little flashes of bird wings
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9/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.100 | "For My Vita"
Typed draft.
First line: My life has the country in it: hills
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.101 | "Defining Remarks on My Character"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding a flag I retreat a long way past
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9/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.102 | "Remarks on My Character"
Typed draft.
First line: Waving a flag I retreat a long way beyond
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9/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.103 | "Its All Right"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone you know has treated you bad
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.104 | "For My Vita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A life has the open in it. Hills
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9/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.105 | "Its All Right"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone you know has treated you bad
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.106 | "Lonesome in Utah"
Typed draft.
First line: Passing varnished wood, or stone
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cedar grove shadows inside
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9/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some in their pride carry
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9/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.109 | "Rebellion at Rocky Butte"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had an ideawe would send Christmas cards
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9/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.110 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inventorythings recently done wrong
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9/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.111 | "Going on Forever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day enters through a window and then
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9/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.112 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Rattlesnake
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9/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.113 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now whenever...
|
9/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.114 | "Chant Triste (1)"
Typed draft.
First line: Daughter comes home. Wind chill. Wrong
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4/27/1989 |
Box: 30 | 88.115 | "Chant Triste (2)"
Typed draft.
First line: elegance despite the times, royalty
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4/27/1989 |
Box: 30 | 88.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many summer hours gathered and finally
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9/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many of the best miles in the world spend their winters
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9/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.118 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new present...
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9/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.119 | "At the Beach Last night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One brought a banjo, one
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.119 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They want the ocean, but easy. They want
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.120 | "At Cannon Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A river gave. Then in a desert, poor
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8/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.121 | "brochure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Haystack 1988
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.121v | "Ursulas House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont go there. But if it happens
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8/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.122 | "Dune Walking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Among the dunes, speaking of relativity, we picked
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8/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.123 | "Hemlock Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Streetlight
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.123 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They want the ocean, but easy. They want
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.123 | "At the Beach Last Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One brought a banjo, one
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.124 | "Poverty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We pick up these feathers and shells, these faint
proclaimings
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8/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.125 | "At the Beach Last Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One brought a banjo, one
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.126 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They want the ocean, but easy. They want
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.127 | "Looking Out the Window (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person should...
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8/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.128 | "Hemlock Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Streetlight
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8/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.129 | "Dune Walkers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talking of relativity we picked
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8/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.130 | "Ursulas House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont go there. But if it happens
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8/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.131 | "draft for memoir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Raymond Carver...
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8/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.132 | "Back Then"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the cold years my words, warm
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8/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.132 | "Carver memoir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not a skyrocket, but a softer, longer-lasting glow
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8/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.133 | "Waiting for God"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning I breathed in. It had rained
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8/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.134 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here we were, top of a hill, all chemicals
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8/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.135 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We think we learn...
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8/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes a visitor comes all the way
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8/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.136 | "Bullied On the Big Playground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They all corner me every day
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8/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.137 | "Sometimes"
Typed draft.
First line: When they criticize you how do you
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9/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.138 | "Old"
Typed draft.
First line: Let it be a still day, or even if the wind
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.138 | "Quiet Summons"
Typed draft.
First line: I have come to find you. This page
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9/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.139 | "Back Then"
Typed draft.
First line: In the cold years my words, warm
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8/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.140 | "Going On Forever"
Typed draft.
First line: Day enters through my basement window and then
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9/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.141 | "Rebellion at Rocky Butte"
Typed draft.
First line: We had an idea we would send Christmas cards
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9/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.142 | "Circuit in Southern Utah:
Sightseeing"
Typed draft.
First line: Most colors, they say, vacation at Bryce or Zion
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7/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.143 | "Circuit in Southern Utah: Drinkers at the
Longhorn Cafe"
Typed draft.
First line: Heartwood hollowed for sorrow
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7/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.144 | "Circuit in Southern Utah: Lonesome in
Utah"
Typed draft.
First line: Passing varnished wood, or stone
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7/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.145 | "Circuit in Southern Utah:
Overheard"
Typed draft.
First line: We hills hardly noticed at first when clouds
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7/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.146 | "Circuit in Southern Utah: Communion with a
Professor at Utah State University"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside Mortys cupboard a picture of God
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7/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.147 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In the shade of certain words I have rested
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9/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.147 | "September"
Typed draft.
First line: Evening light follows a river, then slowly
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9/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.148 | "Poverty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We gather feathers and shells, these faint proclaimings
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8/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.149 | "Trying to Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this white light, in this open space
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.150 | "What Irony Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Egypt we didnt clear up
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8/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you can say what hurts
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8/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.152 | "Johnson Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the farm falls off toward the creek
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9/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Paths branch out from traffic. They bend
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8/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.154 | "Face to Face"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It has been given to me to know
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8/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first time you diappear into the sky
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8/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.155 | "Raza"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new day, the first songs long climb
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8/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now we know what then we wondered
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8/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.157 | "Foreigner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Never touched nor named, thats my island
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8/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Joe had it dark. When the angel
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8/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.158 | "Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn aims between two mountains
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8/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.159 | "Raymond Carver memoir"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward the last the poems were coming. They
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8/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.160 | "Im Not Telling You Everything"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night, without any reason, a certain moonlit
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8/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This line begins it
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7/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.162 | "When You Go Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willow limbs bend aside; a fawn
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7/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.162v | "When You Go Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell everyone the truth. (But it takes forever.)
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7/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.163 | "Sightseeing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most colors they say vacation at Bryce or Zion
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7/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.164 | "Sightseeing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You come back down the mountains
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7/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.165 | "Overheard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hills hardly noticed at first when clouds
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7/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.166 | "Drinkers At the Longhorn Cafe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heartwood hollowed for sorrow
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7/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.167 | "Communion with Professor at Utah State
University"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside Moorty s cupboard a picture of God
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7/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.168 | "At the Longhorn Cafe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heartwood hollwoed for sorrow
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7/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.169 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dinner...
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7/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.170 | "Woodman lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You bring the leaf down...
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6/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.171 | "Lonesome in Utah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing varnished wood or stone
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7/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.172 | "Lonesome in Utah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing varnished wood, or stone
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7/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.173 | "Drinkers at the Longhorn Cafe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe that singer afraid of loneliness
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7/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.174 | "Overheard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hills hardly noticed at first when clouds
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7/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.175 | "Overheard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That storm yeasterday all afternoon
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7/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.176 | "Drinkers At the longhorn Cafe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While heartwood hollowed for sorrow
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7/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.177 | "Lonesome in Utah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing varnished wood, or stone
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7/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out by Glass Butte a thin sound begins
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7/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My path over the hills discovers
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7/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.179 | "Quiet Lives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was an event in those days, finding
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7/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then the storms came. Why would anyone think
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7/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.181 | "Quiet Lives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That was an event in those days, finding
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7/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.181 | "Vine Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vines go by. They live by moving and then
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7/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.182 | "Vine Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vines go by. They live by moving and then
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7/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.183 | "Sounds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone among equals, a blade of grass
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7/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.184 | "Old Way"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that other time. Only the cedars
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.185 | "It Returns at Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Where is that grief I had, the one
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.186 | "East of Broken Top"
Typed draft.
First line: Sunset reaches out, earth rolls free
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.187 | "Ruby and Earl"
Typed draft.
First line: Calm where she she breathed, one of the good weeds
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.188 | "Out by the Barn East of Broken
Top"
Typed draft.
First line: Sunset reaches out, a moment when earth
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.189 | "Ruby and Earl"
Typed draft.
First line: In any town where she lived, or farm
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.190 | "Old Days Way"
Typed draft.
First line: It is that other time. Only the cedars
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.191 | "It Returns at Times"
Typed draft.
First line: Where is that grief I had, the one
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.192 | "Grass Two of a Kind"
Typed draft.
First line: Found on Grass Hill, one strange leaf
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.193 | "This Is for Everyone"
Typed draft.
First line: Avalanche
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.193 | "Grass Two of a Kind"
Typed draft.
First line: Found on grass hill, one strange leaf
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.194 | "This Is for Everyone"
Typed draft.
First line: Avalanche
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.195 | "This Is for Everyone"
Typed draft.
First line: Avalanche
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.195 | "Pastoral Two of a Kind"
Typed draft.
First line: Found on Grass Hill, one strange leaf
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.196 | "Alienation"
Typed draft.
First line: Even today, and this far off, that former
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.197 | "Around a Table"
Typed draft.
First line: Howard presided, with Joachim, Gary, and me, Bill
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.198 | "Told by the Fire"
Typed draft.
First line: Because our loon told the same story all over
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.199 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It seems different, now. People care
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.200 | "Thanks for an Instant"
Typed draft.
First line: At a door let the room wash over you
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.200 | "Adrift"
Typed draft.
First line: Let my dream, while Im awake
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too much care fills the horizon whenever
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7/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We came home, those days, to the scent
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7/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The doll in the field, propped in a furrow
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7/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we came away a doll in the field
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7/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.202 | "Missed Chances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside a window at Banff
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7/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass with all its tongues woke to rain
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7/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the knife edge of a ridge a storm
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7/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.204 | "Being Who You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It hurt for awhile, being me. Then a strange light
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7/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.204 | "Round and Round She Goes
Post-Graduate"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Death drops in unexpectedly, wont wait
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7/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like certain colors to a hummingbird
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7/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By its art you wil know a Western
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8/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.206 | "Post-Graduate"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe the sun comes up and its
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7/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.207 | "Being Who You Are"
Typed draft.
First line: It hurt for awhile, being me. Then a strange light
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7/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.208 | "When You Come Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell everyone the truthit will take you forever
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7/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.209 | "Missed Chances"
Typed draft.
First line: Outside a window at Banff
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7/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.210 | "Sounds"
Typed draft.
First line: Alone among equals, a blade of grass
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7/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.211 | "Quiet Lives"
Typed draft.
First line: That was an event in those days, finding
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7/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.211 | "Vine Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: Vines go by. Thet live by moving and then
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7/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.212 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My path over the hills discovers
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7/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.212 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Out by Glass Butte a thin sound begins
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7/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This beach offers a new blank page
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7/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People wak]lking down Main Street think
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7/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One summer we learned a river, its cold
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7/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can try but you cant live
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7/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You spaces at night, you stars
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7/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.215 | "East of Broken Top"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunset reaches out. A moment
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7/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This line will introduce me
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7/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the meadow, tanned by summer
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7/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So now a live-oak extends its ponderous
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6/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.218 | "workshop notes "
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Great Mother
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6/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.219 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birches...
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6/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.220 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I work...
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6/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.221 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bly speaks...
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6/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.222 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Actual: Jean...
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6/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.222 | "College Boarding House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At college its cold and its mean
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6/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.223 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I looked long...
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6/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.224 | "Gift (first line only)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time wants to show you a different country
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7/13/1987 |
Box: 30 | 88.225 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bonnie Schliemann...
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6/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.226 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marion Woodman
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6/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.226v | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Creativity...
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6/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.227 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We did memos...
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6/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.228 | "Told by the Fire"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because our loon tells the same story of all the deep North
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6/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.229 | "Blys Things Project (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whiskers
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6/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.230 | "Blys Things Project (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother...
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6/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.231 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night...
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6/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.232 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robert Bly speaks
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6/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.233 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robert Bly speaks
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6/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.234 | "Great Mother notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robert Bly speaks
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6/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.235 | "Two Letters from College: 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear Home: I hate it.
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.236 | "Two Letters from College: 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear Home: We study by the lamp you sent.
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the clear delight of mrning one vigilant
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6/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.237 | "It Returns at Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where is that grief I had, the one so heavy
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6/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.238 | "It Returns at Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the closet my old grief hides, among shirts
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6/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We passed a mountain, a dark brother
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6/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.239 | "Listening at Little Lake Elkhart"
Typed draft.
First line: What signal brought us, leaving our work, our home
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.240 | "journal entry"
Typed draft.
First line: Saw the kids playing...
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6/15/1955 |
Box: 30 | 88.241 | "Serious Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That first scratching they heard at a castle door
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6/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sleep arrives. Your hand beside you on the pillow
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6/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hardly time any more for that luck
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6/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain mentioned the mint field and went on
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6/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.249 | "End Note for a Dance Program"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After our last act ends, the front row, then others
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6/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.250 | "Old Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That other time, four people come in the early
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6/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.251 | "This Is for Everyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An avalanche
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5/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a porcupine naed Fred comes for
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6/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Houses creep near the lake and peer over
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6/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wanted the wind voice to know my presence
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6/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This life, this emergency, one large crisis
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6/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems different, living now
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7/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.256 | "Loon Cry Listening at Little Lake
Elkhart"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From a dark shore it echoes, it tells how far
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6/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Equal to fire, we gathered, animals in caves
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6/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ducks in their pond have little use for weather
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6/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.259 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have no choice: by degrees your life
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6/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.260 | "Archival Print"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God snaps your picturedont look away
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5/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.261 | "Archival Print"
Typed draft.
First line: God snaps your picturedont look away
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5/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.262 | "Not RCMP But Entering a Wilderness
Area"
Typed draft.
First line: Let air discover who you are, dleiver
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5/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.263 | "Conducting a Meeting"
Typed draft.
First line: While the president speaks, line up
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5/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.264 | "One Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not yet afraid that day when the floor shook
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5/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.265 | "One Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Not yet afraid that day when the floor shook
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5/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.266 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we talk...
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5/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.267 | "Alien at Banff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday the black dog wandered
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5/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.268 | "Not RCMP But Entering a Wilderness
Area"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let air believe who you are, deliver
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5/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.269 | "Conducting a Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the president speaks, line up
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5/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly, you know, I dont live very much
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5/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.271 | "Where Is Tomorrow? (2)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whole continents can vanish
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5/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond those trees by the barn a bird is flying.
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5/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.272 | "Where Is Tomorrow? (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is an island that no one
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5/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Peasants have their uncouth songs
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5/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.273 | "Old Tree at the Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old tree at the corner, of its big arms
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5/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Indians tell each other that
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5/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the big oak fell a wren
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5/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.275 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This person got off the bus at Ely
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5/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only far hills in their retirement find
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5/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.277 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunlight studies this town, follows the streets
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4/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.277 | "Being Some One A Question"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont you ever stop somewhere toward evening
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4/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.278 | "Kwakiutl Inlet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Daylight comes where the old cedars are
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5/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.279 | "Bystander"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late one night where you stood far above the tide
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5/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.280 | "Around a Table"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Howard was there, Joachim, Gary, and me, Bill
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5/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.281 | "At Malheur Game Refuge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coyote Butte rinsed by earthlight begins
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5/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So, out there in the forest all alone
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5/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.283 | "Question"
Typed draft.
First line: Dont you ever stop somewhere toward evening
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4/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.284 | "Old Tree at the Corner"
Typed draft.
First line: The old oak at the corner, oh its big arms
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5/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.284 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Indians tell each other that
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5/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.284 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: And peasants have their uncouth songs
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5/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.285 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Only the farthest hills in their retirement find
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5/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.285 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: After the big oak fell a wren
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5/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I think is, there arent enough
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.287 | "Alienation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even today, and this far off, that former
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5/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.288 | "Ruby and Earl"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In any town where she lived, or farm
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5/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.289 | "Among the Grasses Two of a Kind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Found on a hill one strange leaf
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5/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be (like) all the leaves become
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5/30/1902 |
Box: 30 | 88.291 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me find a signal, a wire, or a vine
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5/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dimly, a sea creature, a floating bit
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5/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People with animal names are running the zoo
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5/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.293 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a clear sky in the dawn light I follow
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5/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.294 | "Inscription"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The spirit can die, too, what woke you
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4/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.295 | "Resting Places"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the forest, from where they grew large and heavy
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4/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.296 | "Anticipation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even on a still day some
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4/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: blank page
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.298 | "Companion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All my life the second of knowing
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4/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One spear went out hunting alone and found
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4/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.299 | "When Young"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not fear in the woods, nor loneliness
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4/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.300 | "Meeting What Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain spoke near dawn. Leaves
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4/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.301 | "Young"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before time had a name, when win
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4/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.301 | "Young"
Typed draft.
First line: Before time had a name, when win
|
4/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.302 | "Any Woman, Any Man / Young prose
version"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before time had a name, when win
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4/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.303 | "Eden Creek"
Typed draft.
First line: Another step out onto the old bridge, and
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4/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.304 | "Companion"
Typed draft.
First line: All my life this little instant of knowing
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4/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.305 | "Anticipation"
Typed draft.
First line: Even on a still day, some trees
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4/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.305 | "When Young"
Typed draft.
First line: Not fear in the woods, not loneliness
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4/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.306 | "Meeting What Comes"
Typed draft.
First line: Rain awakes near dawn. Leaves
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.306 | "Moving Fast"
Typed draft.
First line: While you are thinking a fin
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.307 | "Resting Places"
Typed draft.
First line: In the forest, from where they grew large and heavy
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4/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.308 | "Weeds Along the Metro in a Vacant
Lot"
Typed draft.
First line: We know that its our fault, these effluent suburbs
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only world that came to me lasted
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4/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.310 | "At Borego"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking all day rich in that wide
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4/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.311 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At San Diego
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4/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.312 | "Inscription"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The spirit can die,too, what woke you
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4/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.313 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recently people...
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4/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.314 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For Henri...
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4/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.315 | "Thanks to My Host"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only world ever given to me lasted
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4/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.316 | "prose quotation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: from Nietzsche
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4/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.317 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading at 4...
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4/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that thin air where gray begins
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4/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I was made to pretend. Tempted by snow
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4/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.320 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Years later her brother found me
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4/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.321 | "At Borego"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking the desert, that rich, wide
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4/6/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Off in the hills, any day, a song
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4/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dawn again, and this time that overcome
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4/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Circles of rimrock follow us, lean over space
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4/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.324 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Questions...
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.325 | "Found in a River Near Banff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Later, new snow from a vast
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5/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.326 | "Alien at Banff"
Typed draft.
First line: Yesterday the black dog wandered
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5/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.327 | "Not RCMP But Entering a Wilderness
Area"
Typed draft.
First line: Let air discover who you are, deliver
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5/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.328 | "If We Ever Mean What We Say Street Names in a
Yukon Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly alive after dark, the streets
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5/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.329 | "Street Names in a Yukon Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Streets other than MainCaribou
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5/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.330 | "If We Ever Mean What We Say Street Names in a
Yukon Town"
Typed draft.
First line: Suddenly alive after dark, the streets
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5/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few times the mountain appeared
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4/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now a door opens
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4/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.333 | "Moving Fast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While you are thinking a fin
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4/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do any of the trees help each other? The ones
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4/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So when evidence reaches you
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4/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.335 | "My Parents"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coasting now, they have the earth, given
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4/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.336 | "World and Its Islands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river finds every island
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3/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.337 | "Overheard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along my northern edge, hidden by rain
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3/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.337v | "Overheard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along my northern edge hidden by rain
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3/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.338 | "Gleam"
Typed draft.
First line: From our bench in the garden my mother and I
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3/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.338 | "World and Its Islands"
Typed draft.
First line: And it lifts its foot ready to step
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3/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.339 | "Poms About the World: The World and Its
Islands"
Typed draft.
First line: The river finds every island
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3/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.340 | "Secrets"
Typed draft.
First line: My life wont let me tell
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3/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.340 | "Overheard"
Typed draft.
First line: Along my northern edge hidden by rain
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3/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.340v | "Apology for Good Dreams"
Typed draft.
First line: No decision is ever easy for some
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.341 | "Fog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, comforted in a thick fog, out trees
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3/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.342 | "Bonuses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any island, a bulge in any weather, or hidden
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3/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.342 | "Oldtimers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Michigan went by, cornfields, patches of woodland
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3/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even stones at large in the mountains
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3/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.344 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night I let the hours be islands
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3/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.345 | "Overheard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along my northern edge, hidden by rain
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3/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.345 | "Secrets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life wont let me say
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3/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.346 | "Gleam"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On our bench in the garden my mother shelled peas
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3/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were exploring what was left out of the West
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3/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.348 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In a vast empty landscape
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.349 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: In a long slant those Canadian honkers
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.349 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Let the ghost of this house never learn
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.350 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the cold, still war monument
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3/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.351 | "Before Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As I jog through the storm this morning
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.351 | "Jacks House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Owns a dune, you know, that sand outside
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning relentlessly became itself
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3/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It begins like this
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3/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.354 | "Jacks House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A dune moves closer at night
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.355 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt being right...
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3/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: More sure than a star, far more
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3/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This picture of our house lies. Oh yes
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3/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Upland, open to the sky, a sweep of evergreen
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3/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.358 | "Roll Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Red Wolf came, and Passenger Pigeon
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snowflakes here these days just live
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3/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A cool day follows February west
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2/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It says Wilkommen by the kitchen
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3/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.362 | "My Room at Pedersons"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They moved a closet in, a varnished box
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3/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.363 | "Last Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great bundles of the morning paper
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3/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And then when snow slanted across
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3/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.365 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Discussion with Nicholaus Kogon
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3/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.366 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Discussion with Nicholaus Kogon
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3/13/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.367 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: It is time for final grades..
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3/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.368 | "Learning Ones Place 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have the habit of being ignored...
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3/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.369 | "Learning Ones Place 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Dorothy and I were discussing our plans.
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3/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.370 | "Learning Ones Place 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though even in grade school
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3/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.371 | "Learning Ones Place 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All day it worked...
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3/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.372 | "Learning Ones Place 5"
Handwritten draft.
First line: her boy friend Bob...
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3/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.373 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Outside...
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3/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.374 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Young people...
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3/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.375 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: solid...
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3/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.376 | "At Jacks House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That sound we knew, that we almost heard
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3/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.377 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In its little cart 1988
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3/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.378 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Miriam Pederson...
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3/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.379 | "What the World Needs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I think is, there arent enough
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3/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.380 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My breath after you speak is a stampede
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3/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.381 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Brief but real, tornadoactual
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2/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.382 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the ground at night in Wyoming
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2/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.383 | "Homestead"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let the ghost of this house never learn
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2/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.384 | "Care Security"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow has an island. Before night
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2/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.385 | "Walking in the Desert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a vast landscape with no one else there
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2/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.385 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All day through sunlight, I walk through pine forest
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2/20/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.386 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Land falls away. Where grass was, now
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2/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.386 | "Something to Declare"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even as a swallow swims in the air
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2/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.387 | "Security"
Typed draft.
First line: Tomorrow will have an island. Before night
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2/22/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.388 | "Some Scenes Are Too Much"
Typed draft.
First line: My life is a search for shadows, not the real
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.388 | "Microscope and Onward"
Typed draft.
First line: This little window carefully lets the room
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.389 | "How It Is These Days"
Typed draft.
First line: Storms we like best of all, trees braced and shrill
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.390 | "Anticipated Remembering"
Typed draft.
First line: When it was now I should have gone back
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.391 | "Starting the Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Dawn always comes. Most people still dwell
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.392 | "Tracker Dog"
Typed draft.
First line: Bringing its talent for recognition, the bloodhound
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.393 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows escort the river, young and yearning. If you want
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2/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.393 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hardly alive any more, the hours follow each other
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2/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.394 | "Metro North Weeds in a Vacant
Lot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We know that its us, these effluent suburbs
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2/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.395 | "Roll Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Red Wolf came, and Passenger Pigeon
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2/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We couldnt lift, even for a minute
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2/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shore that cant reach out across
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2/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.397 | "Eden Creek"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another step out on the old bridge, and
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2/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.397 | "Fast Shutter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us came early here, no more
|
2/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.398 | "UA Passage in Chicago"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In electric leaps the new lights in Chicago
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2/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.399 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night at moonrise a cloud streamed long
|
2/2/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.400 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It wasnt the breath that today brings
|
2/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.400 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange, it took all these years to come
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2/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.401 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first fingernail slits the water
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2/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.402 | "No Matter Who You Are"
Typed draft.
First line: Even at your best you will inherit
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.402v | "0.38"
Typed draft.
First line: This metal has come to look at
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1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.403 | "Emilys House in Amherst"
Typed draft.
First line: Her voice for awhile held itself afloat
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.404 | "Street People"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of them can walk and still not know
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.405 | "Notes on Dick Barnes talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We are Christians; we need something deeper than politeness
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.406 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elm trees lift and follow the sun
|
2/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the dune lies a long shore
|
2/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.408 | "Flying to the True Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So far it all was from the plane
|
2/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.408v | "Roll Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Red Wolf came, and the Passenger Pigeon
|
2/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.409 | "Roll Call"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Red Wolf came, and Passenger Pigeon
|
2/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.410 | "Metro North / Heroes Weeds in a Vacant
Lot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pampas grass leans regally its conquest
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2/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.411 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Holding their masks before their eyes
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2/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.412 | "Where Is Tomorrow?"
Typed draft.
First line: There is an island that no one
|
5/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.413 | "Where Is Tomorrow?"
Typed draft.
First line: There is an island that no one
|
5/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.414 | "Kwakiutl Inlet"
Typed draft.
First line: Daylight comes where the old cedars are
|
5/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.415 | "Remark to Pessimists"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In winter trees by the courthouse hold up
|
1/27/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.415 | "Pig Nut, Shagbark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the forest the sun chose hickory
|
1/28/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.415v | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When morning again searches the woods
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Low where far begins on the horizon
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1/26/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.417 | "From an Office Building"
Typed draft.
First line: Through our windows, double-paned, those cries
|
1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.418 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No house ever holds, no praise or blame
|
1/24/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.418 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This call could be for you. Ring!
|
1/25/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.419 | "Interstate 5"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day brings a cast of thousands, walkers
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1/23/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.420 | "Apology for Good Dreams"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For each person, they say, a different place
|
1/21/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.421 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Roving out like sharks looking for bait
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1/31/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.421 | "How It Is These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Storms we liked best of all, trees braced and shrill
|
2/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.422 | "How It Is These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even being afraid thrilled us. Far at night
|
2/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.423 | "Anticipated Remembering"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it was now I should have gone back
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1/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.423 | "Waking Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the breath touches, you begin
|
1/30/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.424 | "No Matter Who You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even at your best you will inherit
|
1/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.424 | "Some Scenes Are Too Much"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life is a search for the shadows, not the real
|
1/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.425 | "Microscope and Onward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This little window carefully lets the room
|
1/16/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.426 | "From an Office Building"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through the closed window, double-pane, their cries
|
1/9/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.427 | "Street People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of them can walk and still not know
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1/14/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.427 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gold, my sister said, hands
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1/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.428 | "Present"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not quite an animal, you cant enter
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1/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.428 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every stupid mistake has a reason. Follow
|
1/12/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.429 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In open country beyond Fort Rock
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1/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.429 | "Emilys House in Amherst"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Her voice for awhile held itself afloat
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1/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.430 | "You in the Mirror"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You with the face, they are coming
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1/3/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.431 | "For a Quiet Husband"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your words, anticipated often
|
1/1/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Though it was still in the night, up there
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1/10/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That edge when action calls, that
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1/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.433 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once you decide, your life is not a tunnel
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1/11/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.434 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A storm laid its ermine coat by the door last night
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1/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.435 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The next thing that comes (while numbers
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1/15/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.435 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careless, I walk by Evelyns house
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1/17/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.436 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go back through this. Take that storm
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1/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.436 | "Starting the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn always comes. Most people still
|
1/8/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.437 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: History ahead of us, the next part, the chapter
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1/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.438 | "Gift from a Landscape"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that scene west of Bismark last winter
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1/5/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.439 | "Getting and Spending As Time Goes
By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hoard each day, unwrap it carefully
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1/4/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.440 | "Some Current Events On the Quiet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If anyone stops by to ask afterwards
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1/29/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.245 | "Thanks for an Instant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the door let a room wash over you
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6/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.245 | "Adrift"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let my dream, let my wide-awake
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6/19/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A warm spring Pete French found
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6/18/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.247 | "Being Born: a Manual for
Everyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyone simple enough can beg a ride
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6/7/1988 |
Box: 30 | 88.248 | "Running the Owyhee"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, it goes far, the water in the Owyhee
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6/6/1988 |
Box: 31 | 89.1 | "My Award"
Typed draft.
First line: The box, a gift, held nothing. Nor did
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11/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.2 | "Playing the Game"
Typed draft.
First line: Every rock says, Your move, then waits
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4/25/1990 |
Box: 31 | 89.3 | "My Question"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not even a bird moved in the still pine woods
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12/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.3 | "True North"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For me this country has great value because nobody
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12/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.4 | "Meditation on the Grand Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any river amystery flows what they call
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12/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People, they dont reach far. One of them
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1/1/1990 |
Box: 31 | 89.5 | "What Is Supposed to Happen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will you give, then?
|
12/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.6 | "Terrier Smell Ceremony"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nose extended, right forefoot lifted,, Kits dog Oboe
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12/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My millions hidden under anonymous
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12/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.7 | "Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It keeps on trying. It examines every
|
12/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of purple in the hills, we travel
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12/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.8 | "Josephs Coat"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For yellow we used goldenrod. Mushrooms
|
12/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.9 | "Drift of Incidents"
Typed draft.
First line: One package: Leave me alone.
|
1/5/1990 |
Box: 31 | 89.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain ditch weed living out near Bend
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12/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night the wind pours through the trees, contending
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12/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night the trees move near
|
12/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We built [encounter] the kind of music that history
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12/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that earth song December brings
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12/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe a woman or a man, sccared by the years
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12/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.15 | "Canon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My camera is hungry. It wants bright places
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12/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.16 | "Rifle Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said, Dont touch itits holy.
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12/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way a bell proclaims for awhile in the air
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12/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.17 | "Guitar String Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody commuting into New York
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12/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can tell when I am pitying you. My soothing
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12/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away off where the hills come near and it is
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12/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.19 | "Hearing Music"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you listen deep, if you leave all this
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12/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.20 | "Passing Along"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who walk by carry something so light
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12/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.20 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things didnt work out
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12/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up here the enemy is the cold
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12/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.22 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My voice apparently has a tone...
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12/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.23 | "Urban Sociology"
Handwritten draft.
First line: City people dont know they are lost in a wilderness
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12/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.24 | "Waking Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch, touch, I find my way. Not here
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12/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.25 | "Talking Piano"
Typed draft.
First line: How you treat one of us makes a lot
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12/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.26 | "Talking Piano"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How you treat one of us makes a lot
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12/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.27 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Could it be that our voices have led us
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12/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could it be that our voices have led us
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12/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.29 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Life is apocryphal. Before morning
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12/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life is aprocryphal> before morning
|
12/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.31 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We encounter the kind of music that history
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.32 | "My Award"
Typed draft.
First line: The box, a gift, held nothing. Nor did
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11/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My eyes move over their faces
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11/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.34 | "My Award"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The box, a gift, held nothing. Nor did
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11/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.35 | "Autumn"
Typed draft.
First line: Down the road old Mrs, Crew is raking
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.36 | "That Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Have the phone ready
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.37 | "Paying Them Off"
Typed draft.
First line: My face, an active mirror, considers what people say.
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.38 | "When the Day Turns Over"
Typed draft.
First line: Listen for time. It sighs. At midnight
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.39 | "Joes Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside, the world waits. It leans close at night
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11/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.40 | "How You Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone first hears the news as a child
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11/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.41 | "After My Late Class One Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the hood of her car under a streetlight
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11/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.42 | "Returning How People Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: True as an echo, after years I have come back
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11/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.43 | "Autumn (dark xerox copy)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down the road old Mrs. Crew is raking
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11/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.44 | "Over the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.45 | "Over the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.46 | "Over the Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.47 | "Thanksgiving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Apples are smooth as ever, and pears, hazel nuts
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11/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will they indulge us, allowing our spirits
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.48 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a conversation...
|
11/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My generation, whats left of them, old pieces
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11/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.49 | "Argentina"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Argentina they have good faces
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11/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.50 | "Urban Sociology"
Typed draft.
First line: City people dont know they are lost ina wilderness
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12/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.51 | "Seeker Waking Up"
Typed draft.
First line: Touch, touch, I find my way - not here
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12/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.52 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Somebody commuting to The City
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.53 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Away off where the hills come near and it is
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.53 | "Rifle Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: They said, Dont touch itits holy.
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12/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.54 | "Fine Tuned"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen for time. It sighs. At midnight it makes
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11/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.54 | "Home Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It comes back too bright, like
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11/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My generation, old pieces of chalk that
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11/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.55 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just as a wrist...
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11/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.56 | "Returning How People Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: True as an echo, after years I have come back
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11/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.57 | "After My Late Class One Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under a streetlight in Oberlin the woman
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11/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.58 | "Returning How People Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: True as an echo, after years I have come back
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11/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.59 | "How You Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone first hears the news as a child
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11/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.60 | "Out Near Chemult Over the
Mountains"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.61 | "Out Near Chemult Over the
Mountains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along about mifdnight the moon
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11/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.63 | "How You Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way Christ first heard the news as a kid
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11/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where it happened comes near, and
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11/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.65 | "Returning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...that what happens will change if the expressions
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11/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.66 | "Returning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each one tries for the part without knowing
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11/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.67 | "After a Late Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the hood of her car under a streetlight
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11/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.68 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Longview, Wa, after car failure
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11/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn arrives on treetops, then down
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11/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.69 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moonlight will smooth every lake, off there
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11/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An an owls idea - turn all the air into
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11/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.71 | "Room 13"
Typed draft.
First line: This room wants nothing outside itself
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.72 | "Coyotes on the Mesa"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its Saturday night every night
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.73 | "Cover Up"
Typed draft.
First line: One thing, dont worry about the mountains
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10/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.74 | "Taliesin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Make walls of earth, earth
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10/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.75 | "Trouble with Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to know Cheyenne to live
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10/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.76 | "Looking at an Oregon Mural"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time comes tapping along and stops
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11/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.77 | "Paying Them Off"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My face considers what people say. It carries
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11/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a streetlight on a dark road a robber
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11/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I can see it now - on a dim road once a robber
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11/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.78 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond all space and time, with a thought that flashes
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11/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My neighbor, a robin, sings
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11/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.79 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do others hear a sound sometimes they cant
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11/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.80 | "Explaining the Big One"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember the one with the funny mustache?
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11/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.81 | "Explaining the Big One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the one with the funny mustache?
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11/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.82 | "That Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have the phone ready
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11/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost in the ocean, you know, millions of heroes
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10/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cottonwoods hold their leaves by a limber stem
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10/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.85 | "Joes Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its big enougha rabbit, a bear, a horse
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10/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We travel through space and say, Sphere.
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10/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Was it only us that they accomplished? Did they
|
11/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.87 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Hide in a house by the shore, time
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.88 | "Elegy for an Author"
Typed draft.
First line: Quickly the in-group began to take her life
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.89 | "Number Room 13"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This room wants nothing outside itself
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10/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.89 | "On a Rock in Texas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This room they gave me stretched, had
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10/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.90 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The long, slow...
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10/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those years lasted through gray toward green
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.91 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night a cool bar of air, or a felt
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.91 | "Persian Rug"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting at a thin line, beige, light
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.92 | "Getting Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Utah restores your soul. Window
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10/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.93 | "Getting Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Then Aisle noded across
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10/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.94 | "Coyotes on the Mesa"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One said, Lets play Run Sheep Run.
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10/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.95 | "Coyotes Up on the Mesa"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets play Run Sheep Run
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10/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.96 | "What Language Does The Trouble with
Language"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to know Swahili to live
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10/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.97 | "Getting Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its not funny, Aisle said
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10/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.98 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Keep a journal...
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10/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.99 | "Getting Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Utah, she said, is therapeutic. The land
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10/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.99 | "Getting Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Utah restores your soul. Window
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10/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.100 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In flight...
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10/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.101 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writings from Moab
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10/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.102 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writers for Moab
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10/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.103 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writers for Moab
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10/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.104 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writers for Moab
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10/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.105 | "Getting Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Utah restores your soul. Window
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.106 | "Taliesin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take stuff out of the earth
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10/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.107 | "Getting Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then Aisle nodded across
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.108 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just a note...
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10/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.109 | "Looking at a Mural"
Typed draft.
First line: Time comes tapping along and stops
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11/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.110 | "Wishy Washy"
Typed draft.
First line: The thing is, water wont stay, once
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.111 | "Cover Up"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One thing, dont worry about the mountains. And some trees
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10/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.112 | "Noticed This Year"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird said it first: I think dawn is coming.
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10/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.112 | "What We Willows Believe Why We Willws
Bend"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretty soon after the moon, all the frogs
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10/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.113 | "Last Speech of One Lost"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You didnt understand me. You thought
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10/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.113 | "Leaving Elgin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember - this is part of our life
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10/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.114 | "Stray Moments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to ask - remember? We said
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10/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.115 | "On Indian Hill: at ECC (1)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three flags rant in the wind; unmoved
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10/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.116 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a Brethren house...
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just before my sleep a knife of light
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10/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night, along the curtain, a slim line of light
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10/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.119 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Airborne from Chicago
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.120 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jeanne...
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.121 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jackie...
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.122 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jean...
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.123 | "On Indian Hill: at ECC (1-4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three flags in front salute the wind
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10/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.124 | "On Indian Hill: at ECC (1-3)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three flags in front salute the wind. A couple
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.125 | "On Indian Hill: at ECC (4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fingering grass, a little breeze flows
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.126 | "On Indian Hill: at ECC (4)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Three flags in front salute the wind. A couple
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.127 | "Growing Up in Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was the smell stopped me
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10/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.128 | "Stray Moments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We used to ask - remember? We said
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10/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.129 | "Noticed This Year"
Typed draft.
First line: When something has already happened
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10/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.129v | "What the Willows Believe Why We Willows
Bend"
Typed draft.
First line: Pretty soon, after the moon, all the frogs
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10/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.130 | "Wishy Washy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The thing is, water wont stay, once
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10/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.131 | "October"
Typed draft.
First line: Now the sound comesautumn
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10/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.132 | "Safeway, 5:30 a.m."
Typed draft.
First line: Doors open for you. Light drenches acres
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.133 | "October"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the sound comesautumn
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10/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.134 | "note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recent pages...
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1/21/1991 |
Box: 31 | 89.135 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Well, pretty soon the bareback rider
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10/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.136 | "Shelter at Safeway, 5:30 a.m."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doors open for you. Light drenches acres
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10/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.137 | "Safeway, 5:30 a.m."
Handwritten draft.
First line: A door opens. Light drenches acres of
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10/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hide in a house by the shore, time
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10/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hours given by the clock fell toward afternoon
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10/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.140 | "Not Going Back Elegy for an
Author"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen - Im not going home to be
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10/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.141 | "At the Bedside Elegy for an
Author"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For an in-group they began
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10/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My foot often remembers this gravel near home
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10/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.142 | "How It Felt on Cape Fer Elegy for an
Author"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back home the meadowlarks twisted my heart
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10/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.143 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want to hear it all...
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9/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.144 | "Joining the Avant Garde in
Kansas"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was going to happen. We had decided
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9/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Make that mean face you scared the kids with
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9/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.145 | "Reminders"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold comes down, rain, sleet, snow
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9/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In whose name tomorrow will come, if it comes
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9/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time chickadees glittered and skittered
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9/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain hours yawn their way across
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9/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the authority of my suffering, by authority of
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9/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bushes around our house, not serious
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9/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.149 | "Emmy Award: Sodom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This part of the program they will save
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9/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Autumn arrives, that slow sound when
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9/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.151 | "Fixers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On back roads you can find people
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9/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Critics admire success; they point out
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9/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A good cloud found its own mountain
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9/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.153 | "prose?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We left a piece of driftwood for a beaver
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9/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.154 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last evening rain and a frantic gale...
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9/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.155 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing Boston...
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9/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She wanted a light inside the till. That way
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9/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just turn straight toward the sun
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9/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.158 | "My Heritage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our people faded into this dominant society
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9/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.159 | "Walk Near The Painted Bride Art
Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A slender gingko tree inside the wall
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9/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One old purple pigeon turns to look
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9/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my hand goes out it hesitates today
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9/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again today the pigeons practice their language
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9/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.162 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my life...
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9/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.163 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: My father...
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9/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From outside, air with its millions
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9/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... where the family plot waits
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9/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.166 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the way here, past the church, past
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9/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.167 | "Walk Near the Painted Bride Art
Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Penns first meeting house in Philadelphia
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9/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.168 | "Epiphany Epiphanies of an Old-Model
Hoover"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That time you glanced away, when
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9/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.169 | "Encounter on Hurricane Ridge"
Typed draft.
First line: For a long time the mountain lion
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9/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.170 | "Encounter on Hurricane Ridge"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a long time the mountain lion
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9/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.171 | "Would a Shadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Would a shadow ever wear away a stone?
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9/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.172 | "Way I Write"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the mornings I lie partly propped up
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8/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.173 | "Freedom of Exprssion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My feet know when it is time
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8/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Local trees hear from birds about
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8/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.175 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the big deal comes, you wont
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8/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It goes in one direction, and if you go back
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8/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.177 | "Identities"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If any life could have another life
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8/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere a new form of life begins to hurt
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8/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.179 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: Hurrying..
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8/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.180 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saying no sometimes means not now, not I
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8/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.180 | "Any Moment An Excursion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plunging over Niagara Falls you hold
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8/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.181 | "Mauryas Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From her mountain they see that soupy air
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8/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.182 | "Identities"
Typed draft.
First line: May the river what it is looking for, and clouds
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8/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.183 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: A friend got silent. Thats
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.184 | "Want List"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bring me the Cascades. Bring that bend
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8/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some woods cling togetherosage
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8/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.185 | "On a Late Photograph of Georgia
OKeefe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She brought her presence into the room
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8/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.186 | "Sequences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Careful geraniums line our walk
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8/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.187 | "Want List"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bring me The Cascades. Bring that bend
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8/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.187 | "On a Late Photograph of Georgia
OKeefe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She brought her presence into the room
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8/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.188 | "Mauryas Place"
Typed draft.
First line: From her mountain she sees that soupy air
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8/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.188 | "Differences Thinking in the Third
Grade"
Typed draft.
First line: Indians wear feathers that stick
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8/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.189 | "Differences Thinking in the Third
Grade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Indians had feathers, right up out of their
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8/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.190 | "Evidence"
Typed draft.
First line: What does it mean, the pile of hats on a chair
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.191 | "August 11, 1989 Coming to the
Day"
Typed draft.
First line: A day too great for the calendar comes along
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8/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.192 | "Freedom of Expression"
Typed draft.
First line: My feet know when it is time
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8/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.193 | "Old Growth"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They never found the grove. But sometimes
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8/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.194 | "Evidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What does it mean, the pile of hats on a chair
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8/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.195 | "Evidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is it that God invites us, that we have
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8/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.195 | "Coming to the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day too great for the calendar comes along
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8/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.196 | "Coming to the Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is a day that has been coming toward you
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8/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.197 | "Extended Biography of Yours
Truly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They asked me, at seventy-five, to write
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7/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.198 | "Extended Biography of Yours
Truly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they asked me, at seventy-five, to write
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7/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.199 | "Extended Biography of Yours
Truly"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they asked me, at seventy-five, to write
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7/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.200 | "Extended Biography of Yours
Truly"
Typed draft.
First line: When they asked me, at seventy-five, to write
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7/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.201 | "Apology for Breathing This Way"
Typed draft.
First line: The old folk need me, my company
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.202 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it all went quiet. If the north woods
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8/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.202 | "Interlude"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Without acting sure about it, the storm in my mind
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8/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the top of McKenzie Pass, through a cleft of rock
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8/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down in the little world where every grassblade
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8/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The life youve settled for, pitched in an aspen
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8/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wheat we planted a long time ago didnt live
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8/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ice in long fangs out from the shore
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9/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.207 | "Denial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out on our deck four chairs
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8/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.207 | "Instinct"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be an animal. Hear a strange, soft
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9/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It may be cold comes fast, the whole
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8/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.209 | "Denial"
Typed draft.
First line: Out on our deck four chairs
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8/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.210 | "Instinct"
Typed draft.
First line: Be an animal. Hear a strange, soft
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9/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.210 | "Any Moment An Excursion"
Typed draft.
First line: Plunging over Niagara Falls you hold
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8/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.211 | "Interlude"
Typed draft.
First line: Without acting sure about it, the storm in my mind
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8/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.212 | "Sequence"
Typed draft.
First line: Careful geraniums line our wall
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8/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.213 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One raindrop woke me. No other
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7/12/1984 |
Box: 31 | 89.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remote ranches with stars for company, boulders
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7/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.215 | "notes from lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Charles Crump...
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.215v | "Anxiety of Influence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you take on the life of
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.216 | "Anxiety of Influence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As we stank along down the trail at the end
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7/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The leaves are coming in after us, in Oregon
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7/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The great sorry mountains have to witness
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7/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.218 | "Promise"
Typed draft.
First line: In your country now day brims with a silence
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.219 | "Fishtrap talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Man is a creature for a limited condition.
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7/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.220 | "Fishtrap talk 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We writers...
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7/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.221 | "Fishtrap talk 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sowe...
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7/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.222 | "Fishtrap closing remarks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The only way back...
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7/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.223 | "Fishtrap closing remarks 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: of my work...
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7/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.224 | "Fishtrap note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elizabeth Woody...
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7/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.225 | "Fishtrap panel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Panel: Landscape as Character: Exploring Place
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7/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.226 | "Living in the West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Biggs Junction in Jacks Fine Foods
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7/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.227 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rich....
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7/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.228 | "Living and Writing in the West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Biggs Junction in Jacks Fine Foods
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7/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A family of cottonwoods moved in
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7/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.229 | "Living in the West prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Biggs,...
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7/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.230 | "Doing the Dishes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The short way to tomorrow leads down from
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7/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.230 | "Junior High"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way home from school could lead past
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7/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.231 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn lifted the trees. They came forward and held out their
arms
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7/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.232 | "Promise"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trails of lupine along the canyon, purple
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7/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.233 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some pieces of music have places to hide
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7/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain arms of the sea thread their way
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7/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.235 | "Some Time Ill Change the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Again last night the carriage appeared
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.235 | "Flash Flood"
Typed draft.
First line: When you come to the canyons and have to follow one
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.236 | "Some Time Ill Change the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Again last night the carriage appeared
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.236 | "Flash Flood"
Typed draft.
First line: When you come to the canyons and have to follow one
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.237 | "Looking Out in the Morning: Carson
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Nevada we ordinary people carry our money and
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7/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.238 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A floating guess
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7/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.239 | "Looking Out in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Nevada we ordinary people carry our money
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7/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.240 | "Report to Wovoka from Carson
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That same air you felt when you dreamed
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7/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.241 | "Recitative"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People say Jesus would wash his hands
|
7/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.242 | "workshop note"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night Kim ...
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7/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.243 | "Extended Biography Vita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God guided my hand and
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7/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.244 | "Apology for Breathing This Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My station requires this look
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7/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.245 | "Vita"
Typed draft.
First line: God guided my hand
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7/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.246 | "Vita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God guided my hand
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7/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.246v | "From One of Jim Heynens Ways to Start
Writing Recitative"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People say Jesus would wash His hands
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7/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.247 | "Apology for Breathing This Way"
Typed draft.
First line: The old folk need me, my company
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7/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.248 | "From One of Jim Heynens Ways to Start
Writing Recitative"
Typed draft.
First line: People way Jesus would wash His hands
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7/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.249 | "Asking Americans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ask them why, Ron and Shirley dont know
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5/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A friend got silent. Thats
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7/31/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In sentences I especially like the period
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7/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.252 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world I pass through...
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7/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My strange long-legged thoughts wander
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7/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.254 | "Apology for Breathing This Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The old folks need me, my company
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7/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.255 | "Not Marble, Nor the Gilded Monuments. .
."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every wave proclaims Im permanent
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7/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.256 | "Pieces of Last Summer 1"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes when the train hoots through at night
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.257 | "Pieces of Last Summer 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Some engine atrats up in the neighborhood. It keeps
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.258 | "Pieces of Last Summer 3"
Typed draft.
First line: They bring me what they have found
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.259 | "Pieces of Last Summer 4"
Typed draft.
First line: Joseph said he nailed those pieces of sunlight
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.260 | "With Apologies All Around"
Typed draft.
First line: Now it seems I am not sad enough. Some
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.261 | "Reports to Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We think were all there is, then the big light
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7/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.262 | "Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dark side of the world carries you
|
7/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.263 | "Report to Wovoka from Carson
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That same air you felt when you dreamed
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7/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.264 | "Report to Wovoka from Carson
City"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That same air you felt when you dreamed
|
7/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.265 | "Looking Out from Carson City in the
Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Nevada we ordinary people carry our money
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7/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.266 | "World Without End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain fell at four before light
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7/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At one a dove, mothers breast
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7/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.267v | "Vita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God guided my hand and it wrote
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7/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.268 | "Last Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The dark side of the world carries you
|
7/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.269 | "A Short History of Sitka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever the land permits water comes come home
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6/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.270 | "Russian Hill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The carving on a stone to mark the grave
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6/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.271 | "Sitka notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Marilyn...
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6/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning, woven in with birdcalls
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6/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.273 | "A Short History of Sitka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever the land permits water comes come home
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6/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.274 | "Raptor Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The others hold their stand
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6/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.275 | "Raptor Center: Another Door"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To observe their dignity you have to bow
|
6/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.276 | "Raptor Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the far corner Commander lifts his injured wing
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6/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.277 | "Another Door Raptor Center"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where was dignity?This pen for eagles
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6/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.278 | "Brother, Sister, Join Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The truth is worse than you know
|
6/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.279 | "Exactly at Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At dawn here, little boats dance
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6/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.280 | "W. Kittridge talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Naming the sacred
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6/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.281 | "What Really Happened at Sitka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the beginning God put a cup
|
6/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.282 | "How I Became a Radical 1 (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Word came Aunt Mabel...
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.283 | "How I Became a Radical 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: but precious...
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.284 | "How I Became a Radical 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: cookies and learn
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.285 | "lecture notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We already have our myths...
|
6/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.286 | "Not in the Headlines"
Typed draft.
First line: Its not the kind of thing that ought to happen; so
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6/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.287 | "Not in the Headlines 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Later when people found out, the guys knew it must
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6/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.288 | "4 a.m. on Crusader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its that first long swell of the tide rocks
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6/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.289 | "Farewell to Land, Where we Have Only
Pretended to Live / Setting Forth for Discovery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now Crusader rocks at its moorage and pulls away
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.290 | "On the Bookrack at Corner Drugs"
Typed draft.
First line: Second Chace at Love leans forward
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.291 | "On the Bookrack at Corner Drugs"
Typed draft.
First line: ...novel Wish for the Moon, and then turning
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.291 | "Hand Going On"
Typed draft.
First line: On the hollow night a small hand
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.292 | "Not Here"
Typed draft.
First line: Through my black pen these words appear
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.292 | "Going On"
Typed draft.
First line: In the stillest hours a world can have
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.293 | "Levels of a Voyage"
Typed draft.
First line: That part at the top of the water
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.294 | "Setting Forth for Discovery"
Typed draft.
First line: Farewell to land: Crusader rocks at its berth
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.294 | "Dockside Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: Im The Island King and all summer
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.295 | "Cardinal"
Typed draft.
First line: Early in spring I fly north
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.296 | "4 A.M. on Crusader"
Typed draft.
First line: Its that first long swell of the tide rocks
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6/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.297 | "4 A.M. on Crusader"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its that first long swell of the tide rocks
|
6/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.298 | "Cardinal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the beginning of spring I fly north
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5/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.299 | "Cardinal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before and after my flight, my song
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5/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.300 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Anacortes...
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6/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.301 | "Going On (two versions)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a hollow night a small hand
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.302 | "Going On (prose version)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the stillest way a world can ever be
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6/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.303 | "Going On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The hand inside my hand feels cool
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.304 | "On the Bookrack at Corner Drugs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the bookrack at Corner Drugs
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.305 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our little town by moonlight the midnight
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.306 | "Levels of a Voyage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That part at the top of the water
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.307 | "workshop prompts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Choose an activity...
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.308 | "Dockside Friends"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im Island King and all summer
|
6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.309 | "Setting Forth on Discovery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Farewell to land: Now Crusader rocks at its moorage
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.310 | "Going On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the stillest way a world can be
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6/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.311 | "Not Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By my black pen these words appear
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6/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.312 | "Waiting at Home"
Typed draft.
First line: The way sunsets leaned through town
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.313 | "On the Way"
Typed draft.
First line: In the morning when you wake up it is given
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.314 | "Little Trouble"
Typed draft.
First line: What happens after the story? A wind
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.314 | "Going Leftward"
Typed draft.
First line: Once you see the pattern, its hard
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.315 | "Reaching Out for Company"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We followed the first canyon, ready for
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6/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.315 | "Utah Flash Flood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you come to the canyon you have to take one
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6/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.316 | "Some Time Ill Change the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again last night the carriage appeared. It rolled
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6/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.317 | "Pieces of Summer: 1"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes when the train hoots through I wake at night
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6/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.318 | "Pieces of Summer: 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When this day landed at dawn it looked around
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6/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.319 | "Pieces of Summer: 3"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some engine starts up in the neighborhood. It keeps
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6/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world turned over when in the race I watched
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6/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.320 | "Pieces of Summer: 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward my parents I was an indulgent child. Early I
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6/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.321 | "Pieces of Summer: 5"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They bring me what they have found
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6/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For awhile a tree fills its little part
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6/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night I listen. Because color
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6/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.324 | "Pieces of Summer: 6"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We nailed pieces of sunlight all over the new barn
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6/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The night when dawn didnt come
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6/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.326 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time passed. we cant find
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6/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.326 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back then a tall watertower shaded
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6/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.327 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home from a week
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6/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.328 | "Short History of Sitka"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whenever the land permits, water comes home
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6/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.329 | "Workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where you from?
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.330 | "With Apologies All Around"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now it seems Im not sad enough. Some
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6/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.331 | "Not in the Headlines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its not the kind of thing that ought to happen; so
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6/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.332 | "Not in the Headlines"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the guardians lived, and where it all
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6/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt escape my notice that
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6/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes in the world, only things
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6/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.335 | "Suspense"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These bubbles in the stream live
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5/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.335 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While I write the paper falls from my hand
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5/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.336 | "Sympathy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near home air feels better. Hills dont
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5/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.337 | "Advice from the Surgeon General"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you do is, you fold the days
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5/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If clouds like a mountain, daylight hardly
|
5/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.339 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Landwehrs
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5/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.340 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the roadhouse at Las Vegas
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5/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.341 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night bushes are Indians. A path along shadows
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5/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.342 | "Crisis Line"
Typed draft.
First line: Night has a light of its own, a hidden
|
3/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.343 | "Workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Patrick Casper
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5/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.344 | "Workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dave Valley
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5/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.345 | "This World Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Leaves fall. That loss
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.345 | "Spring Days Now"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere here - doves and cardinals
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.346 | "Doing the Dishes"
Typed draft.
First line: The short way to tomorrow leads down from
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7/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.346v | "Junior High"
Typed draft.
First line: From school the way home could lead past
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7/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.347 | "Poets to Consider for Nest Seasons
Series"
Typed draft.
First line: Creighton L. Herksheimer the Princeton
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11/21/1985 |
Box: 31 | 89.348 | "Hazard State One"
Typed draft.
First line: Oh, when traveling over the snow
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.349 | "Boredom Point"
Typed draft.
First line: Certain birds fly every morning
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.350 | "Exile"
Typed draft.
First line: Twisted but still our kiwi vines
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.350 | "And Youll Never Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Birds, maybe they try it their way
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.350 | "Into This Day We Fell"
Typed draft.
First line: And the sun waited for us
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.351 | "What Im Afraid Is That Possibly Tomorrow
Will Come"
Typed draft.
First line: Our street just waits out there. It cant
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.352 | "Keeper of the Flame"
Typed draft.
First line: You keep a horseshoe for luck
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.353 | "To Celebrate What We Dont Know"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere the road bends, and somewhere
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.354 | "Winter in Oregon"
Typed draft.
First line: Turn at Sunningdale and go up Boca Ratan Drive
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.355 | "Disclaimers"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of the things I might have told you
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.356 | "On the Bookrack at Corner Drugs in Friday
Harbor"
Typed draft.
First line: Second Chance at Love leans toward
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6/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Edges of cement, corners of jagged stone, show up
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5/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.358 | "Old Math"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let X be husband. This door wont open
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5/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.359 | "Little Trouble"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What happens after the story?
|
5/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once you see the pattern, its hard
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5/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.360 | "Bird Songs for the Red Phone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that instant when forever clings
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5/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life came over such mountains
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5/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.362 | "Bird Songs for the Red Phone"
Typed draft.
First line: In that instant when forever clings right here
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5/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.363 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Emma Lou...
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5/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.364 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.365 | "lecture notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Southwest...
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5/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.366 | "notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For May 10th...
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5/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.367 | "Asking Americans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ask them why, Ron and Shirley dont know
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5/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.368 | "Asking Americans"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why here? Ron and Shirley dont know
|
5/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.369 | "Consolations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The broken part heals stronger than the rest
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5/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.370 | "On a Spring Day at Western Kentucky
University These Days Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere heredoves and cardinals
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3/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.371 | "Old Math"
Typed draft.
First line: Let X be husband. This door here wont open
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5/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.372 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly we shall be listening to you. The traffic
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5/31/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.373 | "People Walking Their Pets"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With more love to give and get
|
5/31/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.374 | "On the Swell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Silent on the water our drift
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5/30/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.375 | "Advice from the Surgeon General"
Typed draft.
First line: What you do is, you fold the days
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5/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.376 | "Instances"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new coat has to feel right. Too big
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5/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Encounters all week - the girl who walks
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5/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.377 | "What Really Happened at Sitka"
Typed draft.
First line: In the beginning God put a cup
|
6/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.378 | "Walking the Campus"
Handwritten draft.
First line: College gives you choices, wet grass that soaks
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6/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.379 | "Russian Hill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dead grass folds over words meant to save
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6/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.380 | "Walking the Campus Lonely on
Campus"
Typed draft.
First line: College gives you choices, wet grass that soaks
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6/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.381 | "Russian Hill"
Typed draft.
First line: Dead grass folds over words meant to save
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6/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.382 | "Raptor Center: Another Door"
Typed draft.
First line: To observe their dignity you have to bow
|
6/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.383 | "Exactly at Dawn"
Typed draft.
First line: By the dock little boats dance
|
6/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.384 | "Chant Triste 3 & 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They want to save old things, both of them
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4/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.385 | "On the Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning you wake up, it is given
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4/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.386 | "Chant Triste 1 & 2"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Daughter comes home. Wind chill. Wrong
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4/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.387 | "Palm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trouble shows up along this line
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4/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.387 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have this bowl of day. A far tree
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4/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even Sam feared polio, lockjaw, rabies
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4/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.389 | "Hermit Thrush"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere almost deeper than sound
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4/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.389 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, friend, I live right here in Grizzly
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4/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever they can in the North trees
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4/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.390 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I live here in Grizzly. Dont
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4/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.390 | "Hermit Thrush"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hermit Thrush - you have to admire how far they sing
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4/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.391 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way time came for us, a shadow
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4/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.392 | "Public Relations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the river tested the dam, usually
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4/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.393 | "Waiting at Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way sunset leaned through town
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4/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.394 | "And Youll Never Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds, maybe they try it their way
|
4/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.395 | "Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Twisted but still trying, the kiwi vine
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4/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves when they dont fall, summer, and a river
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4/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.397 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Kirby spoke it sounded like darkness. Then
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4/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.397 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocks learn where the rocks come from, and they lie
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4/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.398 | "Day That Is Already Tomorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This feeling about who I am will go away
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4/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.399 | "Still"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still, its the world
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4/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.400 | "Note to Complainers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We the hungry - some have already starved
|
4/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.401 | "Many Speak Too Loud to Be Heard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes came to my town that day, so real and
|
4/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.402 | "No Praise, No Blame"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In sunlight a careful rock
|
4/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.402 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What if this time right now
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4/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.403 | "Last Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For an instant between heart beats
|
4/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.403 | "Time Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maintaining an edge of longing, those people different
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4/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.404 | "Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside this box, no war
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4/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.405 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All social decisions in our family...
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3/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.405v | "Invitation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If after you lose everything else, and winter
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.406 | "Archival Print"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This line in your hand, up from the wrist
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4/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: George looked up from being a boy
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4/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.408 | "New Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Come back like spring, so gradual
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.408 | "Yes"
Typed draft.
First line: It could happen any time, tornado
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4/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.409 | "Whats in My Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: Odd things, like a button drawer. Mean
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.410 | "Right Time"
Typed draft.
First line: All the lies in our town ran to the river one summer night and
jumped in
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.411 | "For a Lost Child"
Typed draft.
First line: What happens is, the kind of snow that sweeps
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.412 | "Opera Scenery"
Typed draft.
First line: Moving a little when the wind blows
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.413 | "Hearing a Lecture"
Typed draft.
First line: When some people speak I begin to study
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.414 | "New Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Because that one face fades, because its gone
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.415 | "Bookstore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the underground room at Elliott Bay
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4/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.416 | "Bookstore"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the underground room at Elliott Bay
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4/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.417 | "Last Night"
Typed draft.
First line: For an interval between heart beats
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.417 | "Becoming One of Them"
Typed draft.
First line: Rocks learn where the sun comes from, and they lie
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.418 | "This Day Is Already Tomorrow"
Typed draft.
First line: This feeling of who I am will go away
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4/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.418 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We feel hungry but some have already starved
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4/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.419 | "Many Speak Too Loud to Be Heard"
Typed draft.
First line: Yes came to our town one day, so quiet
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4/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.420 | "No Praise, No Blame"
Typed draft.
First line: In sunlight a careful rock
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4/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.421 | "On a Walk in Utah"
Typed draft.
First line: I a strange canyon with wind buzzing
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.422 | "Still"
Typed draft.
First line: Still, its the world; its the place where
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4/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.423 | "Time Wind"
Typed draft.
First line: Those other people, sometimes they move right
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4/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.424 | "Little Night Excursion"
Typed draft.
First line: Now the air turns cool. Celebrate
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.424 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond a hill somewhere our same farm
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.425 | "On a Walk in Utah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a strange canyon, with wind buzzing
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4/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.426 | "Little Night Excursion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now the air turns cool. Celebrate
|
4/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.426 | "Time Wind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those other people, sometimes they move right
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4/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.427 | "Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond a hill somewhere our same farm
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4/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.428 | "Little Excursion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is late at a party and I just
|
3/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.429 | "Story Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell tat one about Catherine
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3/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.430 | "Right Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we live again, when Crazy Horse comes back
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3/31/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.431 | "Casting About For Our Lost Child"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What happens is, the kind of snaow that sweeps
|
3/29/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can I creep across borders and find
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3/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.432 | "Hazard Stage One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, when traveling over the snow
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3/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.433 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our people dress in old, ill-matched clothes
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3/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.434 | "To Celebrate What We Dont Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere the road bends. And somewhere
|
3/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.435 | "New Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because that one face fades, because its gone
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3/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.436 | "Why Be Afraid, When You Belong in the
World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold, be my house.
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3/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.436 | "Scenery at the Opera Scenery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moving a little when the wind blows
|
3/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.437 | "Report from Pine Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon precisely a sudden register
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3/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.437 | "Winter in Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn at Sunningdale and go up Boca Ratan Drive
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3/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.438 | "Disclaimers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of the things I might have told you
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3/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.439 | "Keeper of the Flame"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You keep a horseshoe for luck
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3/19/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.440 | "Winnemucca, She"
Typed draft.
First line: Lived here when eagles owned Stony Mountain
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.441 | "Winnemucca, She"
Typed draft.
First line: Lived here when eagles owned Stony Mountain
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.442 | "New Life, New Season"
Typed draft.
First line: Come back like spring, so gradual
|
4/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.443 | "Whats in My Journal"
Typed draft.
First line: Odd things, like a button drawer
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.444 | "Winnemucca, She"
Handwritten draft.
First line: LIved when the eagles from Stony Mountain
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3/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.445 | "New Life, New Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come back like spring, so gradual
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4/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.445 | "Yes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It could happen any time, tornado
|
4/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.445 | "Whats in My Journal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Odd things, like a button drawer. Mean
|
4/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.446 | "Hearing a Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When some people speak I begin to study
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3/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.447 | "What Im Afraid Is That Possibly Tomorrow
Will Come"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our street just waits out there. It cant
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3/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.448 | "Into The Day We Fell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And the sun waited for us
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3/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.449 | "Boredom Point"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain far birds fly every morning
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3/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.450 | "Crisis Line"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Night has light of its own, its hidden
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3/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.450 | "Interviewing the Irrigation
Master"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, the power of a river cant
|
3/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.451 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a life sometimes your heart huddles
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3/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.452 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sparrows hop, for scraps they come
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3/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.453 | "Words in a Book"
Typed draft.
First line: Live close to lightning, that sudden river
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3/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.453 | "Malheur"
Typed draft.
First line: Touch the earth, its tremble to be
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3/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.454 | "Malheur"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch this earth, its tremble to reach
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3/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.455 | "Words in a Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We live close to lightning, that sudden river
|
3/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.456 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Curve after curve the river gives way
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3/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.457 | "Husband"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He comes home and something has gone wrong
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3/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.458 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When words went into her ears they sometimes
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3/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.459 | "Old Acquaintance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two steps behind me slides an extra shadow
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2/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.460 | "Old Acquaintance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A companion bequeathed my mother and me on the night
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2/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.460 | "For Timid People I Dint KNow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Almost speaking sometimes, almost acquainted
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2/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.461 | "Walking the Beach Under the
Overcast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems like someones mind when they forget
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1/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.462 | "This Gift"
Typed draft.
First line: Theres a gift you already have, given
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.463 | "Walking the Beach Under the
Overcast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems like someones mind when they forget
|
1/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.464 | "Walking the Beach Under the
Overcast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It seems like someones mind when they forget
|
1/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.465 | "Walking the Beach Under the
Overcast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of the time these great questions that hover
|
1/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.466 | "Faith"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you shut your eyes to see
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1/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.467 | "prose page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night...
|
1/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.468 | "At the Sun Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they advertise the stars, from great places
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1/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.469 | "At the Sun Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They advertise - lights, impersonating acts
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1/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.470 | "At the Sun Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they advertise the stars, from great places
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1/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.471 | "At the Sun Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meanwhile the Gulf listens. Pelicans carry silence along
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1/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.472 | "At the Sun Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where they advertise the stars, from great places
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1/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.473 | "Knees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Consider the way people stand, their knees
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2/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.474 | "By the Chapel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stood around for a little while, Sandra said
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2/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.475 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into your room some night a voice
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2/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.476 | "How It Goes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So as to be ready each day I keep my knapsack
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2/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.477 | "Word from Lightfoot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rivers hurt stone
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2/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.477 | "Doubts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its true that some days when the phone rings
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2/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.478 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elms reached for each other across the streets
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2/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.479 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Noble thoughts, turn left, go down
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2/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.480 | "lecture notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We choose...
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2/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.481 | "lecture notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The juncture...
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2/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.482 | "workshop notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Elsie...
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2/25/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.483 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I woke...
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2/26/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.484 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Send Goody...
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2/27/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.485 | "Urgent Poplar Trees"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If a different winter comes, will
|
2/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.486 | "Flying to the True Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: So far it all was from the plane
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2/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.487 | "workshop rule"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In an atmosphere of acceptance...
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.488 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, Ill take these days, all that my baby
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2/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.489 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The posters in this room proclaim skiing, rock
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2/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.490 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A cove listens; it hears the earth, all that
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2/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.490 | "Populis Deltoides Cottonwood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By June or July the river flowed lazily
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2/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.491 | "If Only"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If only the wind came, and all else waited
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2/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.492 | "Old Covenant"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often, in line at a counter or maybe
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2/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.493 | "At a Cathedral"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Radial patterns of light, four large
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2/20/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.494 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Cliffords party, where almost all
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2/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.495 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Smiling one side of his face, looking a little
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2/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.495 | "From the Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bullfrog intones, I believe. A cricket
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2/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.496 | "Back There Somewhere in a History
Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nowadays the people around me have to be happy
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2/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.497 | "Cottonwood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That certain tang in the air, maybe it wrapped
|
2/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.497 | "You Think This Town Is What It Looks
Like?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anastasia from next door drew a line
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2/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.498 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees invent themselves anew every summer
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2/28/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.499 | "Story Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell that one...
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3/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.500 | "On a Spring Day at WKU These Days
Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere heredoves and cardinals
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3/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.501 | "Afterwards"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I didnt know what Mozart meant before
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3/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.501 | "This World "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves fall. That loss
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3/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.502 | "Husband Wife"
Handwritten draft.
First line: He comes home and something is wrong
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3/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.503 | "You Think This Town Is What It Looks
Like?"
Typed draft.
First line: Anastasia, nextdoor, drew a line
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2/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.504 | "Populis Deltoides Cottonwood"
Typed draft.
First line: By June or July the river flowed lazily
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2/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.505 | "How It Goes"
Typed draft.
First line: Often it begins like this
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2/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.506 | "By the Chapel"
Typed draft.
First line: We stood around for awhile and Sandra said
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2/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.507 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Into my room any night a voice
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.508 | "Somewhere in History"
Typed draft.
First line: A sound called music begins to appear
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2/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.508 | "Since It All Happened"
Typed draft.
First line: Nowadays people around me have to be happy
|
2/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.509 | "Knees"
Typed draft.
First line: Watch how people stand, their knees
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2/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.509 | "From the Meadow"
Typed draft.
First line: A bullfrog intones, I believe. A cricket
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2/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.510 | "Old Acquaintance"
Typed draft.
First line: Two steps behind slide extra shadows
|
2/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.510 | "Timid People"
Typed draft.
First line: Almost speaking, sometimes almost acquainted
|
2/2/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.511 | "If Only"
Typed draft.
First line: If only the wind moved outside, and all else waited
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2/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.512 | "How It Was, and Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Point Blanco the trees lean inland
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2/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.513 | "Story Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell the one about Catherine
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3/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.514 | "Story Time"
Typed draft.
First line: Bring me a new one, maybe with a dog
|
3/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.515 | "Lines on a Face"
Typed draft.
First line: In Alaska they say partly hidden by vines
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.516 | "end of poem?"
Typed draft.
First line: Heart, I lingered. Here are my reasons
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.516 | "Size of a Fist"
Typed draft.
First line: This engine started years ago - many
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.517 | "You Forget"
Typed draft.
First line: Often in high school, some quick sun-arrow
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.518 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The rheostat comes on
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2/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.518 | "On Today and Other Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Japan it is tomorrow, my birthday
|
2/21/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.519 | "Cedars"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a whisper of rain drifts through my forest
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1/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.519 | "Bulbs in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If spring comes, another forever, this time
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1/9/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.520 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your name lives at the tip of my tongue
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1/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.520 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One road winds far into the mountains, then
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1/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.521 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now no one could find the place
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1/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.522 | "Out There in the Sage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Quail on their stuttering feet explore
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1/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.523 | "You Forget"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often in high school some arrow thought
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1/23/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.524 | "Size of a Fist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My engine started many years ago
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1/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.525 | "Power of Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At dawn, running along the edge of the world
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1/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.526 | "What Happens to Everybody"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First through the trees a sky lightened. They call
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1/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.526 | "How Its Got to Be"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the failed faces, inane, enjoying their mistaken
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1/1/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.527 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moonlight-condemned, we walk forth
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1/31/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.527 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When birds tell about their time aloft
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1/31/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.528 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Heart, I lingered. Here are my reasons
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1/24/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.529 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beside us where we walk, or outside
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1/18/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.530 | "As You Float By Lines on a Face"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the air mountain roads
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1/22/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.531 | "On a Blank Sheet"
Typed draft.
First line: With a swoop the pen touches the page, an elephant
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1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.531 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: We could talk about what we dont say
|
1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.532 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Comes lounging down from the mountains a river
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1/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.533 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We could talk about what I dont say
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1/16/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.533 | "On a Blank Sheet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a swoop the pen touches the page, an elephant
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1/17/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.534 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spread out land with grass that
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1/14/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.534 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water in the river where it touches the shore
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1/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.534 | "Earthhold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Claw marks on a bear tree send you looking around
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1/15/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.535 | "Learned from an Airedale"
Typed draft.
First line: Something not seen pulls the dogs head
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1/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.535 | "Overlook"
Typed draft.
First line: Some hills have meaning; they say
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1/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.536 | "Overlook"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some hills have meaning; they say
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1/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.536 | "Learned from an Airedale"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something not seen pulls the dogs head
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1/13/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.537 | "Out There in the Sage"
Typed draft.
First line: Quail on their stuttering feet explore
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1/12/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.538 | "Cedars"
Typed draft.
First line: Only a whisper of rain drifts through my forest
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1/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.539 | "Fort Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its just you and the summit and the sky
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1/10/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.539 | "Bulbs in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close to my roots I feels forgiveness
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1/11/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.540 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything there is began to show up
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1/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.540 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever came in the door we welcomed
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1/8/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.541 | "Theory Woman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Encased in her enormous apparatus
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1/6/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.541 | "One Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a frozen pond north of Liberal
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1/7/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.542 | "Mentioning a Wilderness Area"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say that the grass here parts in the moonlight
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1/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.543 | "Garden City Kansas / Going Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time stood around in that town
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1/4/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.543 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets meet at a clearing in the woods. The sky
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1/5/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.544 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: One tree bends toward another, both
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12/26/1988 |
Box: 31 | 89.545 | "Power of Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Running at dawn along the edge of the world
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1/3/1989 |
Box: 31 | 89.545 | "Alpine Fir"
Typed draft.
First line: From far those little dark trees in Alaska
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12/29/1988 |
Box: 32 | 90.1 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What will happen, a star hits a nuclear plant
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12/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.1 | "Life Summary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the time they bring my case, nobody
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12/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a town tomorrow the next wisdom hovers
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12/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crawl Space - I woke up thinking that
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12/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain days, the way light fell, certain
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12/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.3 | "Box of Toys / From Ink in This
Pen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here an old barn witholds its dream. Day
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12/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.4 | "Christmas and Me (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It looms, crescendos, and goes by
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12/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a forest every branch feels
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12/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.5 | "Overarching mythsi I live by
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person ought to live...
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12/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One should often look down. There in the snow
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10/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oh, it is a strange surge
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10/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.7 | "Campanile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time youll come back to this town, and its bell
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12/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.8 | "Tycoon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I see a forest I see the lumber
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12/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.9 | "Secret"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the tongue lives, it almost
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12/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.10 | "Selina"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a tiny pearl resting on velvet
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12/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.11 | "H2O"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Connected
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12/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You would think that some of us would hardly
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12/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While they grow leaves, make you
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12/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.14 | "With Care"
Typed draft.
First line: You live carefully, surrounded by hazards. They dont
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11/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.15 | "Reflecting on Faith"
Typed draft.
First line: Go back where a mountain was. Even if
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.16 | "With Care"
Typed draft.
First line: You live carefully, surrounded by hazards. They dont
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11/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.17 | "McCowns Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fire in the fireplace, drinks, dip, cheese
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11/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.18 | "Managing Your Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Father fastened the wire: little lights
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11/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.19 | "Old Friends at Beloit"
Typed draft.
First line: Oak, almost part of the family, and
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.19 | "In the Autumn"
Typed draft.
First line: Think of Wisconsin, how one hill
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.2 | "Glimpse: Age 5"
Typed draft.
First line: Our mother was pretty sure. She held her
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7/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.21 | "Waiting for God"
Typed draft.
First line: This morning I breathed in. It had rained
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.22 | "Important Moments"
Typed draft.
First line: As the tide turned, Churchill
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7/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.23 | "Centering"
Typed draft.
First line: This is only today. We can
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.24 | "Lightning Advice"
Typed draft.
First line: You want a bolt, ou can pray in the mountains
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11/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.25 | "Testimonial"
Typed draft.
First line: Rats like a church, after Communion
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.26 | "Waking"
Typed draft.
First line: Again in my life dawn has come, a long
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11/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.27 | "Signs of Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees on campus, their extracurricular high jinks
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11/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.28 | "Being Here"
Typed draft.
First line: In gold, in blue, in gs and the laughter of children
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11/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.29 | "A.M. Waking"
Typed draft.
First line: Now in my life dawn has come, a long
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11/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.30 | "Waking"
Typed draft.
First line: Again in my life dawn has come
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11/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.31 | "Around the Clock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A southeast wind this morning, a lazy flag
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12/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.32 | "Secret"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where the tongue lives, a secret almost
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12/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees printed on winter extend their hands
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12/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.33 | "Campanile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometime youll come back to the town, and a bell
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12/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.34 | "From the Boondocks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the river a lift of trees. Their trunks
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12/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What are the trees trying to do? But
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12/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A messenger knocks on the door, feeling
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12/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.36 | "Hickory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside my window a hickory tree
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11/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.37 | "Dont Look Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont mean this that I am saying
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.38 | "Overnight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All new, each flake
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12/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.39 | "Faces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is time to wake up, but you cant - even in sleep
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12/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.40 | "Epiphany"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can a few lifting ducks leave the water
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12/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.40 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A milkmans handshake, flakes arrive in the air
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12/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.41 | "Apologia Pro Vita Sue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All these years when the wind made its whimper
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12/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.42 | "Uncle Bill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The face hardly changes. A corner of the mouth
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11/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.43 | "Bascom Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It scares you, all these disciplines crowded together
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12/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.44 | "Campanile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some time you will come back to this town, and its bell
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12/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.45 | "Bascom Hall"
Typed draft.
First line: It scares you, all these disciplines crammed together
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12/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.46 | "Secret"
Typed draft.
First line: It lives where the tongue lives, almost
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12/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.47 | "Bascom Hall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ready again today I will bark
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12/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.48 | "Workout at Elderhostel"
Typed draft.
First line: Now moves with me, my breath. Snow makes it white
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12/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.49 | "Workout at Elderhostel"
Typed draft.
First line: Now moves with me, my breath. Snow made it white
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12/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.50 | "Niagara"
Typed draft.
First line: At the edge where Main Street met the horizon
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12/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.51 | "Niagara"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge where Main Street met the horizon
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12/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.52 | "In a Low Voice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Except for a pumpkin or something Id hardly
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12/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.52 | "How Long Is Always?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a room last night the lonely voice
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12/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.53 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some found weather too much. They felt
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12/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.53 | "In a Low Voice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unless its a pumkin or something, I would hardly
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12/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.54 | "poem by Mark Rich"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This name William Stafford...
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12/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.55 | "poem by Mark Rich"
Handwritten draft.
First line: page 2 of 5513
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12/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.56 | "Workout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now moves with me, my breath. Snow makes it white
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12/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.57 | "Around the Clock"
Typed draft.
First line: A southeast wind this morning, a lazy flag
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12/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That one wolf with slant eyes hunted
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12/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.59 | "Lord Sandwich"
Typed draft.
First line: Two slices of bread at a time
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11/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.60 | "Selina"
Typed draft.
First line: In a tiny pearl resting on velvet
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12/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.61 | "Wandering into the Days Writing In the
Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look out of window
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.62 | "Reaching in the Milky Way"
Typed draft.
First line: You are testing the world. Stars come around
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11/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.63a | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A speaker tells...
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11/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.63a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Red Sweater says Sure, Ill take coffee.
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Squirrels at breakfast sit up in the grass
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11/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.64 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yesterday with Walter Hamady...
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11/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.65 | "Signs of Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees on campus, their extracurricular high jinks
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11/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.66 | "A.M./Waking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All my life dawn has come, one long
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11/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.67 | "With Care"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You live carefully, surrounded by hazards. They dont
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11/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.67 | "Being Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In gold, in blue, in songs and the laughter of children
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11/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.68 | "Staying with Someone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, this open expression, looking at you, this
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11/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.69 | "Lost in the Milky WayReaching "
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are testing the world this night. It works all right.
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11/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.69 | "Windy Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tourists and writers gather. They order
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11/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.70 | "A.M./Waking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All my life dawn has come, one long
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11/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.71 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hackberrys bark, a gray rough trunk
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11/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.72 | "At Beloit Tonight"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After dark on campus the building pull back
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11/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.73a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hackberry trees, poor relations in any forest, cant
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11/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.73a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves last night skittered over pavement, a sound
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11/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.74a | "In the Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look out of window
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.75 | "Hickory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside my window a hickory tree
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11/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tree outside my window tells meall that can be told
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11/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.77 | "Managing Your Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Father fastened the wire; little light
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11/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.78 | "Big City Blues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its already over, you know, what
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.78 | "McCowns Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fre in the fireplace, drinks, dip, cheese
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11/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.79 | "Late Vacation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This interval spreads, eats up that last
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.79 | "Testimonial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rats like a church after Communion
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.80 | "They Mention Your Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a sudden bridge over time
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11/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.80 | "Beloit 1990"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Students in Wisconsin study Japanese
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11/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.81 | "They Mention Your Name"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a sudden bridge over time
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.82 | "Beloit 1990"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the Baptist chapel a lonely squirrel
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.83 | "In the Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of Wisconsin, how one hill
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.83 | "Old Friends at Beloit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Oak, almost part of the family, and
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.84 | "In the Autumn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some reason they dont sweep the leaves
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.85 | "Autumn, Our Campus, This Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of all over Wisconsin, how one hill then another
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From where the wolves live this place
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.86 | "Dont Look Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont mean this that Im saying
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.87 | "Autumn, Our Camous, This Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Think of all over Wisconsin, how one hill then another
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11/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.88 | "Dont Look Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont mean this that Im saying
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.89 | "Wandering into This Days Writing
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look out of window
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.90 | "Outside My Window"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hickory tree being hickory with all its might postures all
day
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11/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.91 | "Dont Look Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont mean this that Im saying
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11/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.92 | "Questions (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is poetry a message?
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11/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.93 | "class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: in the beginning
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11/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.94 | "class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sailing On
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11/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.95 | "class notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Train
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.96 | "McCowns Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fire in the fireplace, drinks, dip, cheese
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11/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.97 | "Testimonial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rats like a church, after Communion
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.98 | "Beloit 1990"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the Baptist chapel a lonely squirrel
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.99 | "Collage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big simple sky, tree cut out
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11/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.100 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night a poet named Antler...
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11/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.101 | "Beloit 1990"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outsode the Baptist chapela lonely squirrel
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.101b | "quote from Nietszche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To do something
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.102 | "Reflecting on Faith"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Go back where a mountain was. Even if
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11/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.103 | "Testimonial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rats like a church, after Communion
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11/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.104 | "Collage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big purple sky, tree cut out
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11/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.105 | "Lightning Advice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning pressed against windows
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11/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Held on, the green did, October
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11/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A big nodding cloud with a headache of lightning
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11/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Such sure devotion: Gravity, here I come
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11/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.108 | "Lord Sandwich"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two slices of bread at a time, with
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11/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.109 | "On a Train at Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold your hand up; see beyond the glass
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11/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.110 | "Accounting for All These Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it was youth and my life
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10/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.111 | "Big Job"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They try, with windows, with lights
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10/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.112 | "Accounting for All This These
Poems"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it was youth, and my life
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10/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.113 | "Child of Luck"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once I feel bad, it takes chocolate
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11/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It still whispers, that airplane that passed
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10/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Much dolphin talk we had, lifting
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10/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To carry all this, to return every day
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10/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.116 | "page of addresses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: E.P.Thompson
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10/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.117 | "Anticipating Heaney"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That old workman, he plows
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10/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.118 | "Leaving That Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Twice I climbed the stairs then down
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10/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.119 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You find your way by wide stone passageways
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10/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.120 | "Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This inner spin on experience
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10/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.121 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This person who would have been, who
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10/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.122 | "Report from the Arts Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our speaker, introduced as outstanding
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10/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.123 | "At a Literary Festival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a warm hall we leaned and fell into
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10/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.124 | "This Is a Printing Office (poster by Beatrice
Ward)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crossroads of civilization
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.125 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the boxed hours of night
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10/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.126 | "For the Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning before light that day
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10/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain has a taste of abbey stone
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10/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Marilyn hurried down those high steps
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10/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Excitedly heat from its radiator prison
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10/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.129 | "Doors in Mercersburg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Between gigantic white pillars I emerge
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10/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.130 | "Doors in Mercersburg"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The big cathedral with its doors
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10/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can I help it if my feet hurt?
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10/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.132 | "British Consul Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the oceans great swirl of luck
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9/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A deliberation in the clouds
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9/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.133 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One road and its forever. Oh,
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9/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.134 | "I Was a Serious Kid"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We birds hunch our wings when a flicker alarm
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9/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.135 | "Tentatives"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is there another sun? A greater sky?
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9/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.136 | "Things You Cant Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The moon does yearn
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9/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.136 | "Things You Cant Tell"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things you cant tell come dowm the years
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9/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This novel they give me to read as my life
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9/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.138 | "Catching the Tide at St Marys"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Land that creeps down to the water
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9/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Far off the cardinals whet their calls
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9/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.139 | "Morning Stroll"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again this morning reminds the trees
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9/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frequently these days I suddenly find myself
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9/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.141 | "Tourniquet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For days a wound bleeds. It is
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9/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.142 | "When It Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any time. Now. The next minute
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9/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now fish learn dim light
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9/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Children decide. They follow
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9/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.144 | "My Game, Age NIne Translating the President
for the Fourth Grade"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound we heard at noon stayed
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9/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Orion comes in the morning sky again
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9/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.145 | "Sorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new room in your house. Bigger than
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9/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.146 | "It Gets Deep"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night a big ship goes down. There on the bottom
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9/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Kits house birds in the junipers gush
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9/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.148 | "Men"
Typed draft.
First line: After a war come the memorials
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4/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.149 | "Out and Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear that was, now when the world
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9/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.150 | "Slither"
Typed draft.
First line: A snake lives out its own tunnel
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3/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.151 | "Walking Shag Farm with Michael
Glaser"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little shaggier every morning this old farm
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9/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.151 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A reading of this book opens room after room
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9/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.152 | "Looking Back"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees dead from fire stand remembering
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9/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ahead of me the turmoil ends. It is
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9/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.154 | "Sorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new room in your house. Others
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9/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.155 | "Minimalist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In winter, night comes early. They turn on
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9/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.155 | "Over Beyond Steens Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the desert I picked up the big letters
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9/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.156 | "Celebrating: a Look Back, a Look
Ahead"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a room the world gave, we met. Crows talked
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9/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Say a river comes through town
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9/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.158 | "Climbing Along the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I believe is, all animals
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9/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.159 | "A Look Back, a Look Ahead - Celebrating
1940-1990 Climbing Along the River"
Typed draft.
First line: In a room the world gave, we met. Crows talked
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9/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.160 | "Celebrating 1940-1990: a Look Back, a Look
Ahead Climbing Along the River(p.1)"
Typed draft.
First line: In a room the world gave, we met. Crows talked
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9/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.161 | "Celebrating 1940-1990...(p.2) Climbing Along
the River"
Typed draft.
First line: What I believe is, all animals
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9/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.162 | "For Tomorrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They speak to each other, crows do
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9/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night our front window
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9/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This call goes out for that unknown
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9/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.164 | "Tentatives"
Typed draft.
First line: Is there another sun? - a greater sky?
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9/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.165 | "I Was a Serious Kid"
Typed draft.
First line: When Mother goes to town
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9/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.166 | "Meditation"
Typed draft.
First line: In the oceans great swirl of luck
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9/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.167 | "Things You Cant Tell"
Typed draft.
First line: The moon does yearn
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9/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.168 | "Out and Back"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear that was, now when the world
|
9/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.169 | "Meditation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How trees hold their shadows
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9/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.170 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Passing high, geese of autumn come
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9/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.171 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A desire cannot be aroused...
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9/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.172 | "Walk with Dave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sourwood. Black cerry. Striped maple.
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8/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.173a | "Glimpse: Age 5"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a bubble, she said. Our mothers
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7/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.173a | "Walk with Dave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sourwood. Black cherry. Striped maple.
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8/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.174a | "Evening Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In old, after poor, we stranger
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8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.175a | "Evening Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In old and after poor we stranger
|
8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.176a | "Evening Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In old, after poor, we stranger
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8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.177 | "Times Arrow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A road fades to trail, path
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8/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.178 | "Nocturne"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Millers woods, many a song
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8/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes after its over
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8/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain, my closest friend, enthusiastic
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8/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.180 | "Oak Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning, my run, all those
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8/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.180 | "That Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One mountain stayed. It had come around
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8/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.181 | "It Comes, It Goes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you have, like time
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8/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.181 | "To Recite with the Flag Salute"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A piece of time stuck on my arm
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8/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.181 | "Outlander"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I dont buy the modern Olympics
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8/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.182 | "Paying Attention to Rover"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something is happening in the forest. It isnt a local
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8/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.183 | "Me"
Typed draft.
First line: Muscle and bone, I ramble
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8/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.184 | "Getting Along in the World"
Typed draft.
First line: People who walk in the dark
|
8/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.185 | "Sound by the River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird with a little brown vest
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8/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.186 | "Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Muscle and bone, I ramble
|
8/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.187 | "Getting Along in the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who walk in the dark
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8/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These tumbleweeds tapped at my door
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8/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.188 | "Manager"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Twin Roads Ranch is the best around here - it
|
8/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rocking chairs cant save the country
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8/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It arrives at a party when I get there
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9/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds pushing their bills come
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8/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.192 | "Understanding the Picture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something about lines coming across
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8/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.192 | "Reminders"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before dawn, across the whole world
|
8/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.193 | "To Recite with the Flag Salute"
Typed draft.
First line: A piece of time stuck on my arm
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8/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.194 | "That Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: One mountain stayed. It had come around
|
8/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.195 | "Paying Attention to Rover"
Typed draft.
First line: Something is happening in the forest. It isnt a local
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8/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.196 | ""
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bell chime in our cherry tree remembers
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8/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.197 | "Local Item"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A part of a play comes through town, a thing
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8/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.198 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Rocking chairs cant save the country
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8/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.199 | "Turning Away"
Typed draft.
First line: Follow Old Swalley Road. Where it
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8/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.200 | "Turning Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Follow Twin Bridges Road. Where it
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8/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.201 | "Lemuel Gulliver Surveys the Twentieth
Century"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These lingering traditions of my tribe
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8/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.201 | "Why the Sun Comes Up Every
Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crows take any tree and have a convention
|
8/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.202 | "prose (draft of Being Tough, Being
Gentle)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember-writing does more than just express yourself
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8/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.203 | "Late Blossom"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretty soon spring comes, and then
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8/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.203 | "Learning to Adjust"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the store they gave me the wrong
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8/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.204 | "Times Arrow"
Typed draft.
First line: Road fades to trail, to path
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8/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.205 | "Late Blossom"
Typed draft.
First line: Pretty soon spring comes, and then
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8/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.206 | "Late Blossom"
Typed draft.
First line: Pretty soon spring comes, and then
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8/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.207 | "Nocturne"
Typed draft.
First line: In Millers woods many a song
|
8/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.208 | "Last Calendar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Skip August. Skip that time a sound
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8/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old people intensify: finally they study the sidewalk
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8/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.210 | "Apology for Tame Stories"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sheep in their dreams, or in expressions of
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7/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.210 | "Supplement to my Vita"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few pieces of darkness follow me
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7/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.211 | "Reading the Slicks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees climb any steep mountain
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7/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They called Shy. And the wolves were there
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7/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Half an eye held me, peering
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7/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the tide comes in, and the tide of night
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7/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.213a,b | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The oyster has little ambition...
|
7/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.214 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont ned to know, you dont need
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7/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody now living beheld this great
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7/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Celebrate some places, how they
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7/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.217 | "Out and Back Tributes to Portland from
Suburbia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along our street at seven the engines wake
|
7/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.217 | "Little Ducks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They see somehing move, they bond
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7/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.218 | "Why Do I Like the Wind?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the President speaks and his words
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7/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.219 | "Lost and Found"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, stones, Im home - dont
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7/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.220 | "Who Do I Like the Wind?"
Typed draft.
First line: When the President speaks and his words
|
7/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.221 | "Lost and Found"
Typed draft.
First line: Listen, stones, Im home - dont
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7/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.222 | "Little Ducks"
Typed draft.
First line: They see something move, they bond
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7/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.223 | "Going Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friend - You do not know how much you gave
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7/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.224 | "Going Away"
Typed draft.
First line: Friend - You do not know how much you gave
|
7/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.225 | "In the Tall Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once with my eyes open my parents took me
|
7/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.225 | "Little Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The moon comes up so good
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7/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.226 | "Glimpse: Age 5, Age 4"
Typed draft.
First line: Our mother was pretty sure. She held her
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7/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.227 | "Glimpse: Age 5, Age 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our mother was pretty sure. She held her
|
7/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.228a | "For Our Party Last Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was necessary at the time that the sun
|
7/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.229 | "Going Away"
Typed draft.
First line: Friend - You do not know how much you gave
|
7/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.230 | "At the Grave of My Brother, Bomber
Pilot"
Typed draft.
First line: Tantalized by wind, this flag that flies
|
7/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.231 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Drove to Seaview...
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7/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.232 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There is a thrill...
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7/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.233 | "My NEA Poem"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A blank place on the page
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7/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.234 | "Twentieth Century"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When my critics are watching
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7/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.235a | "Being Worthy at a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my dorm room, with its crippled
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7/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again this morning music swung me out over
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7/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.236 | "Being Tough, Being Sentimental
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why is it that some things...
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7/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.237 | "Tragedy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happens. You knew it could
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6/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.237 | "Feelings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees near the top have heard too many
|
6/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A stone, still, full of its own
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6/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.238 | "Layser Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the sun peered farther and farther in we
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6/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.239 | "At Layser Cave"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our heads bent over the floor, so rich
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6/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earlier than thought, thinner and more constantly
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6/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people give off an electric
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6/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The forgiving trees return after a fire
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6/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.241 | "At a Cotillion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These people hardly acknowledge it, but
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6/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.242 | "Choosing a Dog "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its love, they say. You touch
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6/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.243 | "Advice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you get back home, please
|
6/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the road, after the path
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6/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.244 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I wanted to apologize for having become old
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6/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.245 | "Innocence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My fingers found
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6/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.246a | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Saint Catherine feared...
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6/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.246b | "With Kit, Age 7, at the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were climbing the highest dune
|
1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.247 | "Saints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Catherine of Siena was tough. Teresa
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6/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.248 | "Innocence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My fingers found
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6/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.249a | "Influential Writers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of them write too loud
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6/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.250 | "You Call This a Writers
Conference?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A poem about fire turned real
|
6/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.251 | "A Few Words from the Little
Woman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not poison - you dont die from it
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6/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old, I walk in like time and stay
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6/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.252 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: East of Bend the land opens wild
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6/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.253 | "Some Free Thoughts Available to
Anyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From down here in the grass I hear
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6/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.254 | "At St. Benedicts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On permanent stairs with weeds in the cracks
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6/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.255 | "Marjories the Agitator"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When she looks away you cant
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6/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.255 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walk through these days. Balance when
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6/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Talking, if one slows or loks away, that
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6/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before dawn at the swings in the schoolyard
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6/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.257 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bell sounds. A hand stills the jangle
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6/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.258 | "prose?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right now, ivy has plans. A few scouting
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6/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Intensely local, investing each moment
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6/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everybody on earth is running out of time
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7/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.258 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For two years we sat in class and looked at each other
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7/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.259 | "Given, Taken Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The wind that was waiting for me to get old begins
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6/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.260 | "Letting Them Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way a dove says no, I
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7/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.261 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: East of Bend the land opens wild
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6/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.262 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mornings have become individual again
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6/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.262 | "Entering a Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain jib at the door, a hesitation
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6/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.263 | "After the Avalanche / For a Friend I Never
Met"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over a dark forest pool little owls call
|
5/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mrs Everyman puts her walker
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5/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.263 | "Old Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everyone left this house, even
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5/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.264 | "Them"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here close to the border our words
|
5/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.264 | "News Every Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They walk bent over, mostly, looking
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5/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.265 | "Provisions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the long march, I eat what I can
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5/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The message they wanted from space
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5/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.266 | "Possession"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My need: on stealthy wings to find
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5/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A breeze happens by. A half moon longs down
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5/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some say no message came. Some
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5/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world is out there doing waht it has to
|
5/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An arm of the sea extends far into the land
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5/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This animal started as little and mild. It wandered
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5/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.269 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Steve listened, he waited a little extra
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5/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.270 | "Walking on Eggs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something you say or dont say, going
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5/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.270 | "At Noon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our meadow every part maintains its own
|
5/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.271 | "Getting Older (dream)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It starts with my search for a diary.
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5/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It catches in the throat, the anger. It gags
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5/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.273a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These lines touch anonymous places that
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5/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.273b | "Counseling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What do these people want?
|
1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.274 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of their little throats in early morning
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5/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.275 | "Proposition"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretend our house is on an ordinary street
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5/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.276 | "Proposition"
Typed draft.
First line: Pretend our house is on an ordinary street
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5/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.277 | "photocopy of # 5793"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretend...
|
5/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.278 | "Whispered in Winter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow falls. The fields begin again
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5/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.278 | "Letting Them Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way a dove says no, I listen
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5/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.279 | "Home, Awake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Earth, sky, and their horizon
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5/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.279 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new name for these days
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5/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.280 | "Reading Scotts Novels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the sudden church that springs around some deed
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5/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.281 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You people on the left, have you
|
5/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In summer you can come near
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5/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.283 | "Wasteland?/ Jewels?/ Treasure?"
Typed draft.
First line: It doesnt matter that little pieces of gleaming rock
|
5/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.284 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: It doesnt matter that little pieces of gleaming rock
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5/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It doesnt matter that little pieces of gleaming rock
|
5/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.286 | "Invitation: Beginning a Writers
Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into rooms where students had brought their lives
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5/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.286 | "At a Concert Once"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before music, when the world only happened
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5/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.287 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bird performers come on at five
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5/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.288 | "Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever they live they feel
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5/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.289 | "Seeing a Confident Person "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people think it is all right
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5/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.289 | "After Years of Looking Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My face looks at me. It doesnt like
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5/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.289 | "Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From where they live they feel
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5/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.290 | "Box Family"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Father Box, a distinguished figure easily
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5/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.291 | "Possession"
Typed draft.
First line: My need: on stealthy wings to find
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5/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.292 | "Old Place"
Typed draft.
First line: Everyone left this house, even
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5/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.293 | "Out on the Farm"
Typed draft.
First line: A shiver spreads over the ground. A certain
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4/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.293 | "Our significance"
Typed draft.
First line: When we were little, when we began
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4/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.294 | "It Will Happen to You"
Typed draft.
First line: Whoever you are, youll meet a river
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4/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.295 | "Any Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Great round eyes accept: ear reach out
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4/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.296 | "What They Told Me in Soledad"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to take what the court says
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4/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.297 | "aphorisms"
Typed draft.
First line: A well-oiled gate..
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5/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds record their voice-prints
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5/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.298 | "When"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over there in tomorrow a piece of light
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4/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.299 | "Standing for Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening comes. You dont ask why
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4/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My blind hands feel their way along through
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4/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While trucks deliver tons and while
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4/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.302 | "On a Mission"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere to find a face kind
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4/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.302 | "For a New Child"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A blue light shines away off
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4/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.303 | "True Guides"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One straight life, one long
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4/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A car bought on Sunday wont run
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4/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.304 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My attn follows along paths...
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4/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.305 | "Extras"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My collections, mullioned windows
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4/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.306 | "Before Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees try to reach each other. Leaves
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4/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.306 | "Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Great round eyes accept; ears reach out
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4/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through Lake Grove and on to Tualatin. Along
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4/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.307 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you say about her - sleek as
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4/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.308 | "It Will Happen to You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever you are, youll meet a river
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4/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.309 | "Nietzsche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do the others call out?
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4/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.309 | "Individual Conference"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you realize what appears on this page?
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4/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.310a | "Pieces of Life in the Desert At Benson
Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From deep in their feathers, out through
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4/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.310a | "For My Part... At Benson Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too much happens in the world. Each one of us
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4/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.310b | "At Benson Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From deep in its feathers a great horned owl
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4/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many deer bones litter canyons along Alder Creek
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4/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hurt animals crawl under bushes or
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4/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.312 | "Men"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the war these memorials come
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4/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.313 | "Out on the Farm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A shiver spread over a room. A certain
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4/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.314 | "This Kind of Thing Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to wonder sometimes - what unspoken rule
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4/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.315 | "Putting It All Together"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound comes, early mornings. Quiet rocks
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4/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.316 | "Inalienable Rights: Life, Liberty, and the
Pursuit of Happiness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Old brown leather lives of some people
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4/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They found this lake with a gray wind blowing
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4/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can send robins every morning
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4/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer comes huffing down the street. Its
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4/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.318 | "In Memoriam"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That shriek when a train passes
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4/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Grass fires decorate the hills, brown
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4/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A year and already no on pays any
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4/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My feet struggle along down on tangled
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4/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.320 | "Nietzsche"
Typed draft.
First line: Why do the others call out?
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4/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.320 | "Individual Conference"
Typed draft.
First line: Do you realize what appears on this page?
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4/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.321 | "Them"
Typed draft.
First line: Here close to the border our words
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5/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.322 | "After the Avalanche"
Typed draft.
First line: Over a dark forest pool little owls call
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5/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.323 | "Way of Art"
Typed draft.
First line: Before music, when the world only happened
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5/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words passing through here often linger
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3/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.324 | "From Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now you cant tell whose name lived
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3/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.325 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people who live after us wont suffer
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3/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.325 | "What You Dont Have"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see, the main thing wrong with everyone is the part
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3/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.326 | "Inquiries"
Typed draft.
First line: Through a hole in the screen a vine
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3/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.327 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Neil Postman...
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3/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.328 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly still that sky held
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3/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.329 | "New Family in Town Settling In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the ants traveled a long leaf
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3/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.330 | "end of 5869"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats when they finally moved in and began to live there
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3/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.331 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: But the redbirds are trying
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3/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You should go wherever you go as yourself
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3/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.332 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under a silver globe of coffee a little
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3/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One straw finally held a nest, and a bird
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3/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All people, all days, all fields, islands
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3/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hardly a wave comes trembling in. No breath
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3/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.334 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me save up for you this 5 a.m. sample of now
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3/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.335 | "Bird and a World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know, dont you, that a continent lost under the sea
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3/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.336 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do they turn and watch Nolan
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3/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.336 | "It Comes Lightly Out of the Sea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a lift, it lifts in silence
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3/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.337 | "Slither"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A snake lives its own tunnel
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3/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.337 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My dreams have become clear and straight, like boxes
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3/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listen, Someone. Come near and wait, Someone
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3/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.338 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hear that rain? - the happy drumming?
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3/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.338 | "Slither"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A snake lives its own tunnel, one long
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3/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.339 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Allow today, even welcome tomorrow
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3/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.339 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wonder day, spread yourr sunlight wings
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3/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.340 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this camp on the earth, seeing far over
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3/10/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.341 | "People in a Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They fold themselves in the middle and sit
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3/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.342 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Always, out there at the end of day
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3/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can almost see the face in the air
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3/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.344 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A fishline hum
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3/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.344 | "Living There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You see, that life was every day, and no one
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3/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time lives deep in a canyon and reaches out
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3/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees are moving north, cedars especially
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3/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a long train the years of my life drag behind me
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3/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.346 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: She turns out to be the heroine of her stories
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3/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.346 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a high valence in those days
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3/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bears like Alaska. They dont
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3/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My friend leans on you a bit, picks out
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3/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.348 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond the screen a robin rinses a song in mornings
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3/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.348 | "Up and Down the Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ed cant walk very well anymore. Donna
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3/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.349 | "Like a Birdcall"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As if pursued by music others couldnt hear
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2/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.349 | "Epiphanies of an Industrial Model
Hoover"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That time I glanced away when
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2/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.350 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone spilled a hearty laugh
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2/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.350 | "Down There, Out There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After even a lifetime you have had
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3/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.351 | "Family Ties"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We study what comes back to live,say
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2/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even one day can bully anybody, or
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2/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those Utah valleys, those dirty chalices
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2/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rejected by the sun, these refugees from
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2/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A thin moon hangs in a dawn sky of
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2/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Partly, Sunday did it, few cars
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2/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A cup - say with tea - will give
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2/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.354 | "Verification"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any stray dog with its nose integrity
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2/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That little fly with yellow bands on it in summer
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2/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.355 | "Our Neighbor in the Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Despite everything sunlight will persist. Even in a cave
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2/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.356 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gradually I learn to make the mistakes
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2/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.356 | "Out on the Ranch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That rock the bird pecks with its beak
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2/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose in the night you hear a certain sound
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2/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Either time slowed, so lost that night, or
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2/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We approach an old field and see
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2/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something from a distance watches
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2/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of their short lives they bark
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2/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.359 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An extra bird has come into the sky these days
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2/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My camera wants you
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2/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.360 | "My Mother Said"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You will be going along some day
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2/11/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds lift a big song down south
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2/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes expect a tiger, but
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2/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From any campfire a figure detaches itself
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2/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.363 | "Minimalist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some, all voices may have an extra note
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2/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.364 | "Saints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: South from Spanish Fork they walk
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2/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.365 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A face looks out from a house. Light
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2/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.365 | "Looking Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river, touching its way along, counts
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2/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.366 | "Saints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: South from Spanish Fork, across
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2/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.367 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On time again...
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2/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.368 | "For E.P. in Idaho"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go out the door, and whatever they want from
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2/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.369 | "Saints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: South from Spanish Fork they walk
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2/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.370 | "Saints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: South from Spanish Fork they walk
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2/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.371 | "In the All-Verbs Navaho World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Left-alone grow-things wait - rustle-grass
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2/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.372 | "In the All-Verbs Navaho World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Left-alone grow-things wait - rustle-grass, click-
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2/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.373 | "Looking Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The river, touching its way along, counts
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2/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.374 | "Season Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many a lark-song poured into the caverns
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2/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.374 | "Waiting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each wave slides up, looks over, and falls
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2/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.375 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All downward from that day our neighborhood
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2/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.375 | "Home Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An outward voyage brings Lopez Islands
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2/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because the train moves, every mile
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2/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.376 | "Identity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This little center has always gone along
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2/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.376 | "Every Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Next time when a giant says, Give!
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2/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.377 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What comes out of their mouth even on warm days
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2/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.377 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a mouse I could hide in the alfalfa
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2/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.378 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mystery is, you can walk
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1/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.379 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The alone part comes when January
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1/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.380 | "prose?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We dont have any more what it takes
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1/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.381 | "prose: The Northwest: It Doesnt Care Who You
Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not cruel and brutal, as Alaska...
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1/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.382 | "It Doesnt Care Who You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big waves knock everyone down
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1/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.382 | "It Doesnt Care Who You Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you ride the wave; but you ride the trough
sometimes
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1/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.383 | "Pledges and Commitments (Passwords)
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For the past
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1/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.383 | "Along Our Way"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A stanchion on the bridge begins to tremble
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1/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.384 | "Belonging"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before, weather came out of nowhere
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1/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.385 | "Say It Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why go back to a dream? New dreams
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1/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.385 | "Afterward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our house a stillness came
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1/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.386 | "Begging the Tigers Pardon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Begging the tigers pardon, but what does it mean
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1/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.387 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First, the river spoke, but only for listeners
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1/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.387 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caves that you find always end somewhere
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1/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.388 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day can arrive, thin light, a tree
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1/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.389 | "Even in the Rain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain pieces of water hit my face
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1/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.389 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, from here, that land spells more
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1/12/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.390 | "Pledges and Commitments"
Typed draft.
First line: For the past
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1/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.390 | "Along the Way"
Typed draft.
First line: A stanchion on the bridge begins to tremble
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1/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.391 | "Recognitions"
Typed draft.
First line: In a cave its real down there
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1/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.392 | "Begging the Tigers Pardon, But"
Typed draft.
First line: What does it mean when that thoughtful growl
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1/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.393 | "Afterward"
Typed draft.
First line: In our house a stillness came
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1/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.394 | "Say It Again"
Typed draft.
First line: Why go back to a dream? New dreams
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1/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.395 | "Belonging"
Typed draft.
First line: Chameleon, teach me the home
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1/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way it comes to me, rain talks
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1/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont wake anyone too much, for
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1/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.397a | "After the Glacier"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a gleam came, all rivers ran again
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1/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.397a | "A Clear Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It found me one day. I was just
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1/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.397b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just as from a distance pieces of iron shift and follow
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1/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.398 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A note in the bottle said, I am
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1/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.398 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time for a new animal census. Back down
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1/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.398 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the great wilderness nobody knows it is wild
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1/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.398 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This dog from the pound got away
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1/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.399 | "Josephs Coat"
Typed draft.
First line: For yellow use goldenrod. Mushrooms
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1/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.399 | "Time"
Typed draft.
First line: It keeps on trying, examines every
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.400 | "Terrier Smell Ceremony"
Typed draft.
First line: Nose extended, right forefoot lifted
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.401 | "Careful Living (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside, my voice apparently...
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.402 | "Dear You"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear You, Internal exile...
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1/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.403 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Life is apocryphal but more persuasive than truth
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12/28/1989 |
Box: 32 | 90.403 | "After the Glacier"
Typed draft.
First line: When a gleam came all rivers ran again
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1/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.404 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the same time when the wind blows
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1/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.404 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An awful stealth appears from the way
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1/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.405 | "Dear You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dear You, Internal exile, what brings the rain? What brings
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1/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.406 | "Coyote Howls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ill chase it your way
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1/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.406 | "Coyotes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Coyotes practice or play all their lives
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1/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.407 | "Slide Show"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Choose a day. Bring it to us in the big lens
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1/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.407 | "Survival Course"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is the grip, like this.
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1/28/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.408a | "Folk Song"
Typed draft.
First line: A Russian chorus begins, a rustling
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1/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.408b | "Dedications, Pledges,
Commitments"
Typed draft.
First line: For the past
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1/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.409 | "Mysteries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That person who walks by before light
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1/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.410 | "Folk Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Russian chorus begins, a faint
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1/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.410 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way smoke in autumn loved its way
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1/27/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.411 | "Rose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This rose came from a crooked root
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1/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.412 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a wind awoke one night
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1/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.412 | "Compensations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night the conquerors toss and groan
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1/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.412 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Noons we heard the first train crawl
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1/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.413 | "Recognitions"
Typed draft.
First line: In a cave its real down there
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1/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.414 | "Belonging"
Typed draft.
First line: Chameleon, teach me my home
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1/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.415 | "Begging the Tigers Pardon, But"
Typed draft.
First line: What does it mean, that thoughtful growl
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1/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lucky face. This one will go miles
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1/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We explored whatever river flowed
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1/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.417 | "Program A/: Limits"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch a drum. Glimpse a spark. Stroke a fur
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1/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.418 | "Every Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They put in a slide that shows tomorrow
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1/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.418 | "Every Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They put in a slide: this one
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1/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.419 | "page of type experiments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunningdale
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.420a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last evening a pigeon, one of the locals
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1/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.420a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You notice a continent, but you live by islands
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1/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.420a | "Pledge of Allegiance"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I cant stop. I have to turn my eyes
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1/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.420a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night I wake and its all right - forest
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1/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.420b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We were so matter of fact in those days: people
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1/9/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.421 | "(prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: Just as from a distance...
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1/5/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.422 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At least you can be sure that the wind
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10/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.422 | "Another Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tried to hold me. They fastened home
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10/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.423 | "Our Pond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A small wave spreads, then stillness again
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10/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.424 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thats where Ill go, where reality is
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10/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.424 | "Straightening Accounts "
Handwritten draft.
First line: We need not stamp and yell; anger will find
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10/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.425 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A trail we took somewhere turned; here
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9/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.426 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This new room extends all over
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9/26/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.427 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The right mistake, it might be, will save
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10/6/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.427 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only one meadow knows what that winter meant
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10/7/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.427 | "Tracks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter light begins its curve, rounding
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10/8/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.428 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On streets of little towns every autumn
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11/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.428 | "Morning Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first its not really there, only a hint
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11/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.429 | "Solaces"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every leaf that falls begins its hunt:
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11/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some wood welcomes a nail
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11/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the past means now - these
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11/4/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.431 | "Night Excursions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside this room a great restless father
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11/2/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.432a | "Craft Lecture (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The what (not the how) of writing
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7/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.432b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a few of us awake
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4/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.433 | "It Will Happen to You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whoever you are, you meet a river
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4/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.434 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night a party
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4/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.435 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say snow, they say winter
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4/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.436a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These others. different fom us, hold their shadows
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6/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.436b | "At St Benedicts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The best way, at evening, in front by the balustrade
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1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.437 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the gardener gets tired and goes home
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6/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.437 | "Saints"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Catherine of Sienna was tough. Teresa
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6/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.438 | "Innocence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My fingers found the pulse in a stone
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6/22/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.439 | "You Call This a Writers
Conference?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A poem about fire turned real
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6/23/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.440 | "Piper Cub"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have to tie it doen, tail and wings
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6/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.441 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Larks...
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6/24/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.442a | "Uncertainty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Light may strike a wave, and the wave
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7/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.442b | "Uncertainty contd."
Handwritten draft.
First line: On that surface millions of waves
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7/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.443 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sea suffers a wave all along
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7/13/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.444 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before The Great Amnesty, when death
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7/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.444 | "Einstein...While Reflecting on Students at
Princeton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before they will work, they have to be
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7/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.445 | "Right to Die"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God Takes care of it for
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7/14/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.446 | "Macho History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Xerxes, and whoever it was raging
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7/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.447 | "Primitivity"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the beginning, let the bloodhound loose on the trail
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7/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.448 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our way of writing
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7/15/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.449 | "Toward the End"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They will give you a paperweight
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7/16/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.450 | "Craft Lecture"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Do you engineer what you write
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7/17/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.451 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These trees have invested so much in their part of the land
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7/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.452 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walk into a grove. Your shadow melts
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7/18/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.453 | "Important Moments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: As the tide turned, Churchill
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7/19/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.454 | "At the Grave of My Brother. Bomber
Pilot"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When enemies ate fire they starved
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7/20/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.455 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Richard Kenney...
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7/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.456 | "Going Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends - You dont know how much you gave
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7/21/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.457 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Delta-borne for Atlanta...
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7/29/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.458 | "For Our Party Last Night"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was necessary at the time that the sun
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7/30/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.459 | "Glimpse, Age 5, Age 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our mother was pretty sure. She held her
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7/31/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.460 | "Evening Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In old and after poor, we strangered
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8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.460 | "Gap in Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the shade of a pine one day I sat laughing
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8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.461 | "Gap in Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The woman at the tent door luxuriously
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8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.462 | "Gap in Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The woman at the tent door luxuriously
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8/1/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.463 | "Orientation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in a wilderness north is already decided
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11/25/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.464 | "Columbus Two"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Music this morning touched the edge of that great
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8/3/1990 |
Box: 32 | 90.465 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A shadow fell, and the person who spoke
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8/14/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.1 | "Getting With It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you noticed? - Now obtrudes
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2/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.1 | "Assuming Control "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I breathe but the time called Now intrudes.
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2/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.2 | "Mi Sombrero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun pours its light and heat
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3/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.2 | "Mi Sombrero"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun pours its light and heat
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3/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.3 | "Mi Sombrero"
Typed draft.
First line: When the sun pours its light and heat
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3/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Swan Island two hawks wheeled easily over
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3/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a madness almost everyone has, war
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3/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.5 | "Morning Artist"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This quick lift when the sun appears
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3/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.6 | "McNairs Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it is Maine, snow still lingers
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2/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.6 | "Reticence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near a spruce beside the drive a gray
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2/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.7 | "Beside the Guest House Drive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near a spruce beside the drive a gray
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2/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.7 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On Bended Knee (booklist)
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2/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.8 | "A Quiet Declaration"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it is Maine, snow still
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2/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.8 | "A Quiet Declaration"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because part of the time snow lingers
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2/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.9 | "Flipping the Dial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you heard this other news?
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2/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.10 | "McNairs Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because it is Maine, snow still lingers
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2/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you get important enough you even speak
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2/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning again to look out and confirm
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2/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came to me that a storm of sunshine
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2/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.12 | "Bly Retreat Notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Michael at 10:30
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2/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By now I have balanced my life. In the rain
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2/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.14 | "Verso of Schedule"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notes
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2/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Schedule
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3/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.15 | "What We Saw at the Concert"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not all the lights, not that drum
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3/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.15 | "Retreat Notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The story is smarter
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3/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.16 | "Sometimes I Breathe Assuming
Control"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stars go by in their serene
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12/26/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.16 | "Assuming Control"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My friends outline my weaknesses - inattention
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12/27/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.17 | "Meeting"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain little people are following me. When I
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10/12/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When old people walk past the cemetary
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10/10/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.18 | "November"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the leaves it is autumn. In tunnels
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10/10/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So for me its warm bread this morning, a third of a moon
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10/11/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.19 | "Afterward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, the moon comes around the same
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10/5/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.20 | "Easter Walk in Wellington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever we seek may crawl toward us if we walk
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4/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.21 | "Gaea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our earth, all of it, is alive, they say
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3/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.21 | "Purposeful Roving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes, not to know, but to spend the time
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3/6/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mt. Jefferson from the west at evening
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4/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.22 | "Summarizing Redmond"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Sixth and Deschutes you have
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4/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.23 | "Troubled Times: an Inventory of Our
Loses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This country around here stopped a long time ago, froze
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4/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.24 | "Troubled Times: An Inventory of Our Losses
"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This country around here stopped a long time ago, froze
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4/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can hear every bird haggle for a nest
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4/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to be known, not to be recognized, never
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4/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.25 | "Why the World Couldnt Catch Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Velvet voice, come back; re-tell that greatest
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4/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: And in the gale small trees lean, come back
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4/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This country, placed here then left
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4/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.26 | "Entering History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the line in the sand?
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3/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.27 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These lines were given. How can I
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3/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.28 | "A Vaunt, A Sigh, A Whine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not meeting a tiger, brave, I survive
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3/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.29 | "Learned from Animals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Animals hear a sound we cant hear
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3/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.29 | "Afraid One Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hawk, not quite flying, not quite folding its wings
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3/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.29 | "Seeing A Movie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You partly become what you see
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3/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This new land, ever-steeper hills, and a sound
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3/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thanks, my bird, sings from an interior
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3/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Everything is temporary, You think so, says an old rock
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3/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over a hill, through a valley
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3/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.34 | "Manners"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know how people, high-ups, ate
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3/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.34 | "Play It in the Other Key"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I breathe and its 1939. My mother
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3/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the sun can find it in time (already
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2/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It didnt happen that way. Whoever
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2/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.36 | "In the Moon of Unfolding Leaves"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When youre an Indian - or maybe just young
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2/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.37 | "At a Hotel in Memphis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To Memphis in a bad time Martin
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2/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.38 | "At a Hotel in Memphis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the Pope finds home again
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2/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.39 | "Written with My Airport Marriott
Pen...."
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Miami, where the big screen
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1/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.40 | "Written with My Airport Marriott
Pen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Miami, where the big screen
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1/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.41 | "To Understand"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You start as a wave, and then weaken
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1/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.41 | "Green River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These people, the two, they
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1/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.42 | "Collage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Big purple sky, tree cut out
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11/15/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.43 | "Redemption"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In corridors only the small can enter
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1/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.44 | "Sharon Prairie"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look, she said, this will be
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10/9/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.44 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your language when its to a girl may sound the same
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10/10/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another sun hides in the golden one
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1/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.45 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I breathe and its
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1/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.46 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That woman feeding a cat works for
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12/24/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.46 | "Sometimes I Breathe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a few heartbeats I come back
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12/25/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside the car windows for miles
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12/27/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here at the brink of morning
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12/27/1990 |
Box: 33 | 91.48 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out in the road one day listening to the dust
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1/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.49 | "Thats How It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When people get excited they get more sure of their opinions
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1/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.50 | "Nine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nine was looking toward the right, the way
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1/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little salt, a little Tabasco even
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1/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.51 | "Nine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of course you know what that means - only
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1/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To climb, to have a shadow, to reach
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1/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.52 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time a strange flower came. You can
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1/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.53 | "Page of prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home at 5...
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1/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.54 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A light goes by. Quickly in succession bright
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1/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.55 | "Touching a Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you go into a room, watch, listen
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1/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No moon. East wind kicking up. Eyes of
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1/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pigeon waddled over: Hello.
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1/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From looking outside, from trying to succeed
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1/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It really is true - someone listens
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1/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In daily life, in living, I try to be in control
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1/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.60 | "Meeting an Old Friend in the
Supermarket"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We embraced and agreed to meet again
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1/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.61 | "Meeting an Old Friend in the
Supermarket"
Typed draft.
First line: When youre old you dance different; and after
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1/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.62 | "Routine Around Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not afraid any more, the old people
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1/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The quaint clothes of the old at a bus stop
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1/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.63 | "Sharp Ears "
Handwritten draft.
First line: I didnt really intend my opponents to lose
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1/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So now Ill climb here in this machine
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1/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.65 | "Salem For Someone Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could call, if the phone rang
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1/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.66 | "To Understand"
Typed draft.
First line: You think about waves, how they weaken
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1/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.67 | "Green River"
Typed draft.
First line: These people, these two, they
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1/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Deep in the night I am thinking Time
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1/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.69 | "Getting the Background"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What are these that carry all of
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1/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.70 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All still, the hotel waits
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1/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.71 | "Written with My Airport Marriott
Pen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A buried pipe gave messages; it slept
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1/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.72 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where willows huddle at low places
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1/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.73 | "Four pages of notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Workshop at Eastern Utah...
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3/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.73 | "Hooter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If moss had a voice it would wake that woodwind
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4/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.73 | "Easter Walk in Wellington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever we seek may crawl toward us if we walk
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4/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.74 | "Berea"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This place, hand-carved, is waiting for
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4/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.75 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun withdraws into its fastness
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3/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.76 | "Easter Walk in Wellington"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whatever we seek may crawl toward us, if we walk
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4/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.77 | "Entering History"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the line in the sand?
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3/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.77 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the book things do happen, crucial
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3/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.78 | "E Flat Minor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any house has a little tone, maybe one chord
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3/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.79 | "E Flat Minor"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any house has a little tone, maybe one chord
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3/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.80 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: $96...
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3/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was so big outside - because
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3/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.81 | "Squeak from the Anderson
Refrigerator"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I carry this cold in my heart for the still
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3/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The managing of this frail balloon
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3/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the knife went by
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3/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.83 | "Dedication to HILA"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a pen that listens
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3/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.84 | "Out Cemetery Road"
Typed draft.
First line: What date will moss claim
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3/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.85 | "Cliff Dweller"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These days I live on Acoma, steep
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3/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.86 | "Afterwards"
Typed draft.
First line: Gradually certain questions crept back. They
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3/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.87 | "Afterwards"
Typed draft.
First line: Gradually certain questions crept back. They
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3/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.88 | "Afterwards"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gradually certain questions came back. They
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3/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.89 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once Ive written the date I relax
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3/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.90 | "Out Cemetery Road"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What date will moss claim?
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3/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.91 | "Some Notes on the Violin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A good one, when it senses an even better sound
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3/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.92 | "Some Notes on the Violin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every life when it comes near and fans out
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3/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.92 | "Some Notes on the Violin"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The violin: when it senses an even better sound
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3/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the swing as far as you go
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3/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.93 | "Notes for Hungry Mind essay on Gulf
War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A police action...
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3/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every tree in the forest tries to be successful
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3/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.94 | "Sky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I like it with nothing. Is it
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3/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.95 | "Something"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is heavy. You lift it
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3/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.95 | "Explaining My Character"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Away off on the horizon my father waits
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3/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.96 | "Notes for Hungry Mind essay on Gulf
War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is it all right...
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3/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.97 | "It Happens That"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first all it wants is
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2/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.97 | "What They Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some pages are a chaos, lacking that spurious
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2/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.98 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Kalamazoo...
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2/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.98 | "At Jacks House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That sound we knew, that we almost heard
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2/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.98 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A walk on the dunes...
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2/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A storm of sunshine moved all day
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2/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.99 | "The End of Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My dog has a quaint bark
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12/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.100 | "What You Can Do"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An owl call drifts down through
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1/6/1992 |
Box: 33 | 91.100 | "Both of You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In line somewhere someone thinks
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1/6/1992 |
Box: 33 | 91.101 | "Commitment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A vine holds on with its little hands
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1/7/1992 |
Box: 33 | 91.102 | "Aspects of a Character"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My slow ascent, and the mountains truth
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12/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.103 | "Walking into December"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under light snow every tuft of bunchgrass
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12/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.104 | "White Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My head turns to one side on the pillow
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12/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most of the time I am editing my life, dodging
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12/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.105 | "Something You Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain clouds I could name
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12/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day something keeps me from the main
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12/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.107 | "Hermeneutics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some minor event could change everything
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12/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.107 | "list"
Handwritten draft.
First line: New Years resolutions...
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12/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.108 | "Tinkers Devil Puzzle"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone brought Barbaras puzzle. We had
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12/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.109 | "Tinkers Devil Puzzle"
Typed draft.
First line: Someone brought Barbaras puzzle. We had
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12/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.110 | "Tinkers Devil Puzzle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone brings a puzzle. You have
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12/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.111 | "Magic Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A book opens. People come out, bend
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12/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.112 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking for my place, I cant follow
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11/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.112 | "Need"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here on earth you would think
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11/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My country is closing its hand. High wind
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11/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.114 | "Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a certain dream you have, the world
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11/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.114 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We have been blind. Even as anything moves
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11/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.115 | "In This These Dreams of Mine"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose a circle, an eye, and the world
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11/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.116 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone where Time waits, a passenger returns
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12/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.116 | "My Feet"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What a rocket really says is Dont come back.
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12/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.117 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves on the cherry tree turn a classic yellow in November
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12/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your eyes go to sleep. Then
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12/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.119 | "Retirement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It often happens that a sound begins
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12/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.120 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suddenly the world erased, and in its place
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12/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.121 | "Way It Is"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some friend comes back. Our story is
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12/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the grass whispers has flowed
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12/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.122 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your gentle face, the massage of the rain
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12/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.123 | "Mobilizing What Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Faster than the river, I run
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12/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.123 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What came stung, words like
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12/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the wind finally gets into the open
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12/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Afterwards the whole surface of the Earth
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12/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.125 | "No More"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain leaf had a date with another leaf
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12/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.126 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My soul in darkness finds
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12/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Moss on a rock, taking it easy
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12/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lost Lake - who found it?
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12/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.127 | "cf. 5115"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We tumbleweeds dont belong anywhere
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12/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I follow along where a canyon says
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12/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.128 | "Philosophical Investigations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Is it true that every morning a gong
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12/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.128 | "Out by Bend in the Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A woodpecker types out the suns dictation
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12/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A shoulder of the Earth protected us
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6/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.130 | "Kim Project Chunks of Language"
Typed draft.
First line: A sound like a shell that might be in the ear
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6/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.131 | "My Feet"
Typed draft.
First line: What a rocket really says is Dont come back.
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12/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.132 | "Retirement"
Typed draft.
First line: It often happens that a sound begins
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12/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.133 | "At Headquarters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: News of the war has been coming into
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2/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.133 | "Explaining How It Was"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a long time they thought maybe there was a soul
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2/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.134 | "Explaining How It Was"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any friends or family who were taken away
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2/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.135 | "Over and Over"
Typed draft.
First line: Allow that what happens disregards you
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7/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Who you are disowns the What you were
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7/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By the home feel of a certain chosen rock
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7/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.137 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Chosing a cave not wanted by anybody else
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7/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.138 | "Now"
Typed draft.
First line: After a certain dream you have, the world
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.139 | "Begging to Differ"
Typed draft.
First line: You are going along, and you stop
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11/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.140 | "Willow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Receiving the feel of the world, quietly beholden
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11/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.141 | "Redundant Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Learning to tell which way the earthquake went
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8/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.142 | "Old People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How soft the river came around our town
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8/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A special sky waits for those who cant see
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8/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My old car Bamboo hardly runs any more
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8/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Getting ready to believe, I felt a big eagle
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8/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this parade improvised every day
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8/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.144 | "Again and Again and Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dawn comes true again, the trees
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7/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.144 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They told everyone what river it was, but
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7/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world turned strange. Its light
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8/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.146 | "August"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days come. Honey flows. Where can
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8/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone straightens and becomes a Marine
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8/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time begins to tip after midnight, and by
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8/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end I crawl. Grass before me
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7/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.148 | "Even the Far Ones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They might as well not speak, so far down
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7/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.149 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird song made it morning. Not yet,
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7/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.150 | "One Sudden Indian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont have to plan anymore - Time
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7/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.151 | "For OILA"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From down here we celebrate our writers
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7/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.151 | "One Sudden Indian"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Friends in their masks will gather. Time
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7/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds cant help it, once dawn
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7/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds always remember that first dawn
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7/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First you go down and look at
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7/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.154 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day, standing like deep water, holds out
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7/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.155 | "Not for Any Principle, Not for
Anyone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain shadow that came along the wall
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7/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the air certain birds pronounce firmly
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7/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.157 | "Easy Truths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Around our wasteland where weeds confidently
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7/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Herding my words, I range toward the hills of sorrow
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7/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.158 | "Horatius Hollow Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because what was to happen didnt
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7/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tomorrow, a boulder coming down a mountain
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7/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My shadow moves among far apart trees
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7/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some rays dont hurt, like light
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6/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.160 | "Worst of Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First weeks at college. Pride in friends there
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6/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.160 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Along a street in Copenhagen a soul
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6/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.161 | "A List of My Other Shoes"
Typed draft.
First line: These from Fred Meyer--smooth-soled
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11/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.162 | "Messengers"
Typed draft.
First line: The waves have persuaded each other
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11/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.162 | "January"
Typed draft.
First line: Ice crosses the pond
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11/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.163 | "Through the Air, Through the
Glass"
Typed draft.
First line: As mimes place their hands on invisible walls around them
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9/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.164 | "Keeping the Lid On"
Typed draft.
First line: My gaze clamps down on a field: Calm,
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9/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.165 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody could sing like Robin
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8/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.166 | "Exercising the Craft"
Typed draft.
First line: These arrowheads of mine, they break from
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11/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.167 | "In This Dream of Mine"
Typed draft.
First line: All the sand in the world knows about
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11/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.168 | "Word"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Word gets around. People say it
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7/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.169 | "Consolation"
Typed draft.
First line: In this dream it isnt going to get
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11/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.170 | "Its Like This"
Typed draft.
First line: Time comes looking for me. It only finds
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11/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.171 | "Big Things"
Typed draft.
First line: Big doors will close. Their latches
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11/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One star invited another star till
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11/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When lightning elects a tree, its years
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11/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willow, torn shadow my soul
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11/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.173 | "Kim Project"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes my spirit comes back, holding out
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6/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.173 | "Chunks of Language Kim Project"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A sound like a shell that might be in the ear
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6/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.174 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: My country is closing its hand. High wind
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.175 | "Hearing an Old Recording"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That voice too thin for the air
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7/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.175 | "My Mother Taught Me Too Well"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They tell it so smooth these days
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7/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.175 | "Studying to Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You move up close. Watch how a mist
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7/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.176 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In cathedrals built lofty to contain the pain
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8/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.176 | "America"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Columbus called it his, or maybe his queens
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8/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.177 | "Signs"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On all the beach we found one shell unbroken
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11/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.177 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the sun pierced the clouds a diamond
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11/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.177 | "Believing in St. Helens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not here in time but still there
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11/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.178 | "Walky Talky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You must find a way to slip past and let go
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11/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two people live in me. The other one has the dreams
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11/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A path is a road maintained by feet, its budget
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10/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a life before mine a letter came
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10/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I want to find the most neglected rock
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10/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.180 | "Downward Mobile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You think you climb - time
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10/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the river comes back, those who diverted it
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10/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Guards with sudden dogs patrol
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10/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world seems itself into your life
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9/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.183 | "Notes on Coyote"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a story-telling...
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9/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lake like part of the day fell
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9/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The eye sees the world upside down; so
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9/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.185 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch the earth. Feel the surge
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9/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.186 | "Caveats"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the phone at night
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9/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant tell about nitro
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9/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.186 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The whole world has changed, some days
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9/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.187 | "Morning Koan"
Typed draft.
First line: Telephone Mountain answers itself
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8/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.188 | "Its Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time came looking for me
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11/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.188 | "Begging to Differ"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are going along, and you stop
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11/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.189 | "Society Page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The waves have persuaded each other
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11/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What they are telling you comes through in
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11/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.190 | "January"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ice crosses the pond
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11/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.190 | "Consolation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this dream it isnt going to
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11/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By a lake a person stands looking out
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11/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.192 | "Keeping Time Exercising the
Craft"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These arrowheads of mine, they broke off from
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11/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touching my elbow Now accompanies me on its
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11/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.193 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Open, where a window is, the new day
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11/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.194 | "Big Things"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This big door here will close. This latch
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11/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.195 | "One Summer"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The people began to know before it happened
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11/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most Lost, come home
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11/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because Im alive, I hurt sometimes
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11/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.197 | "In the Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hand appears
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7/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.198 | "Touching a Rock in the Ground"
Typed draft.
First line: Inside a cave you step toward the back
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1/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.199 | "Awake Again"
Typed draft.
First line: Deep in the night I am thinking Time
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1/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.200 | "Sneaky"
Typed draft.
First line: The way a snake believes
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10/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.201 | "On Course"
Typed draft.
First line: You go somewhere and its evening. Someone
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11/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.202 | "Listening to a Liar"
Typed draft.
First line: You watch the eyes. When they roll
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11/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: First a light comes, then
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7/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.203 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing can come but tomorrow. It has to be
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7/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.203 | "Over and Over"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Allow that what happens disregards you
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7/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At bay when snow arrived she used
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7/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: To learn a salad you sort it out
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7/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.204 | "Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Toward morning I meet that bear
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7/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From whatever we are, she reached for flowers
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6/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.205 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter gave me a coat that swept over
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6/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.206 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The arm finds its way to the hand
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6/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.206 | "On a Butte Near Malheur"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world balances here, still, slow
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6/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now they are marching, tanks, trucks, with airplanes
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6/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.208 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone - Wittgenstein - ...
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10/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where time comes near an edge
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10/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.209 | "Sneaky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way a snake believes
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10/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many people live by certain off-road
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10/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Questions: Do big dogs have more importance
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10/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.210 | "In Winter Oregon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The phone has a funny ring. It comes on and organizes
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10/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.211 | "When It Rains the Road Gets Wet
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person sees...
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6/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They dont go over this year. They go
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11/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they give me the map I
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11/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.213 | "On This Page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One language turns into almost another
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11/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.214 | "Interviewing Tracker Dog: A
Fantasy..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tracker Dog, Tracker Dog, what are your plans
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11/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.215 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What was that river that came from so far away
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10/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.216 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night at the table while we talked
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10/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.217 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over Great Salt Lake we hang in the sky
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10/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.218 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thank this day the great roving hand of time
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10/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.219 | "Return to El Dorado Through the Air, Through
the Glass"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mimes place their hands on invisible walls around them
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10/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.220 | "Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breathe in as people do: try it. Now
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9/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.221 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For an instant when lightning came
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9/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.221 | "Evenings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breathe in when they do, the people. Try. Now
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9/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.222 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The pace of the clock this morning lets time loose
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8/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: During the wedding new varnish brightened on church beams
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9/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.224 | "Keeping the Lid On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My gaze holds down a field: Calm,
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9/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.224 | "College Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any face can begin. It glances aside
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9/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.225 | "Listening to a Liar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You watch the eyes. When they roll
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11/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All Im saying is, remember
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11/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time came walking at its usual pace
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11/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.226 | "On Course"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You go somewhere and its evening. Someone
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11/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.227 | "RSVP"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ice melts in your glass; then
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11/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.228 | "Living Statues"
Typed draft.
First line: By the rules you stop in that pose
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8/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.229 | "Living Statues"
Typed draft.
First line: By the rules you stop in that pose
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8/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.230 | "Living Statues"
Typed draft.
First line: By the rules, you stop in that pose
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8/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Wyoming one day I climbed
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8/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.233 | "Now and Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That in a public square we talked
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8/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.234 | "In the Early Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here - let me not breathe while this balance
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8/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.235 | "Insistently Undemanding Annals of Tai
Chi"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this long routine push hands,
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8/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Play like this is tomorrow. Make the calendar move
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8/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.237 | "Kansas Diamonds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A mild insistent wind lifts the miles of grass
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8/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.238 | "Morning Koan"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Telephone Mountain answers itself
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8/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.239 | "Big Opera"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Quaker general in the war between the states
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8/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When I travel my name is Hurtle
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8/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.241 | "Annals of Tai Chi: Push Hands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this long routine Push Hands,
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8/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bits of history sometimes come along
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8/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.242 | "One Little Witness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even sparrows might get depressed
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8/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.243 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An island far, cleared off by volcanoes
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6/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.243 | "Going On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day started off jungling its leaves and
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6/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.244 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When we travel, night comes, and we have to take
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6/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning I listen to time as it
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6/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: People who live among those Palouse hills must feel
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6/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.246 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Of a Wednesday in Oswego, of
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6/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.247 | "Holding On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes that shortest glance you make when its your own
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6/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the right country every house has a room where
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6/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.248 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out where Hungry Canyon visits the underworld
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6/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people pretend that they know a story
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6/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.249 | "Just So Youll Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In anticipation, Im saying goodby
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6/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The kind of life you live, is it approved? When
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6/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If a stranger arrives the river opens all doors
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6/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Breathing tobacco smoke or asbestos fiber or exhaust
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6/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.252 | "Hallmark"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt news...[prose]
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Logs washed up on the sand looked like
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5/11/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.253 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Near dawn I hear a strange bird
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5/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.254 | "Remainders"
Typed draft.
First line: Does even a little ghost of our talk
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4/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.255 | "Equilibrium"
Typed draft.
First line: So now Ill climb here in this machine
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1/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.256 | "Some Names"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain names, important ones, even then only whispers, they
faded
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5/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.256 | "To a Politician"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is not to influence you
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5/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.257 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Listening to...
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5/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.258 | "Evening at Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A strong roof like the rain
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5/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.258 | "Real Myths"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bears walk a myth, like us. Bears
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5/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.259 | "Grace Abounding"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Air crowds into my cell, but so considerately
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8/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.260 | "Grace Abounding"
Typed draft.
First line: Air crowds into my cell, so considerately
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8/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.261 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the office beside my cup I keep
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8/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.262 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Conscious of leaning back...
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8/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the end of my row a woman by closing her eyes
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8/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Amid all breaths one sudden breath
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8/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I breathe and suddenly a breath
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8/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.263 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pain, behavior that I cant change
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8/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.264 | "Up a Side Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have trained the water to talk, and it prattles
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.265 | "The House Where We Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In this deep house I hear
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8/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.266 | "Explorations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up in the mountains one of the boulders
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8/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.267 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They train the water to talk and it follows
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8/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.268 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In Utah grass lifts its hands
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8/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.269 | "Old Glory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our flag ate theirs this year, those
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8/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each day has a different story, with versions
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8/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any horse can fall. You can hear that little
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8/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.272 | "Fossil Finds Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Try sunlight from one side in early morning
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8/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.273 | "list"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up a Side Canyon...
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.274 | "Inward Words"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When breath spoke, earth reached out for
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8/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.275 | "Up a Side Canyon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have trained the water to talk, and it prattles
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8/3/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.276 | "Old Glory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No flag touched ours this year
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8/5/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.277 | "Sure You Do"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember the person you thought you were? That summer
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7/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.278 | "Assuming Control"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes I breathe, and
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2/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.279 | "Assuming Control"
Typed draft.
First line: Have you noticed? I notice
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2/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.280 | "Assuming Control"
Typed draft.
First line: Stars go by in their serene beatitudes
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2/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.281 | "Assuming Control"
Typed draft.
First line: Have you noticed? Now obtrudes
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2/2/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Secure as rocks are. Tame as
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7/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time comes peering around. It rubs
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7/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Will the searchlight come? Will it
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7/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you wonder, yes, the trees and sky
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7/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are you sometimes an alone self?
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7/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.287 | "Real Myths"
Typed draft.
First line: Bears walk a myth, like us. Bears
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5/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.288 | "Yew, Ash, Osage Orange"
Typed draft.
First line: A good bow has in its Bible just one
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5/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.289 | "Being Saved"
Typed draft.
First line: We have all we need, some kind of sky and maybe
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.290 | "Millions Are Scorned Each Day"
Typed draft.
First line: Out where our canyon visits the underworld
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.291 | "How It Goes"
Typed draft.
First line: It happens behind my eyes, this kingdom,
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3/8/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.292 | "Some Names"
Typed draft.
First line: Some - only whispers - they have faded
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5/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.293 | "Wakonda"
Typed draft.
First line: When it happens it feels like weather, not
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5/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.294 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: As if the lefthand margin asserts too much
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6/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.295 | "Evening at Home"
Typed draft.
First line: A strong roof likes the rain
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5/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.296 | "Chunks of Language"
Typed draft.
First line: Life, the way it feels, they take it away in a truck
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.297 | "You Know That Little Drum?"
Typed draft.
First line: You know that little drum in your breast all the time?
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6/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.298 | "Wires"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What wires know, when they traverse
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6/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.298 | "Tires"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Going around together pleases them
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6/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.299 | "Im---ption"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a secret little fort silence
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6/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.299 | "Walkman"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my ear late at night Los Angeles pours
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6/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.300 | "Fires"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anything they want to save, they
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6/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your hands need to know where to be. They learn
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6/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They call the stiff ones willow and
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7/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.301 | "No"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, Im not the one
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7/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.301 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You dont need to come in
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7/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.302 | "Neighbors"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond our house in the mountains
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6/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When our car was rear-ended we sold
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6/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.303 | "Being Saved"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Evening bends over what we have left
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6/18/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.304 | "You Know That Little Drum?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know the little drum in your breast all the time?
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6/13/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.305 | "Two Kinds of Journal prose"
Typed draft.
First line: Recently a student...
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.306 | "Over Near Chemult"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.307 | "Out Near Chemult"
Typed draft.
First line: Maybe someone stumbles across that child
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11/24/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.308 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Life is apochryphal but more persuasion than truth. Before
morning
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12/28/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.309 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life is apochryphal but more persuasion than truth. Before
morning
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12/28/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.310 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Could it be that our voices have led us
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12/12/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.310 | "Miltons Song for St. Cecilias
Day"
Typed draft.
First line: In the clean air when you breathe and
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12/12/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.311 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could it be that our voices have led us
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12/12/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.311 | "Miltons Song for St. Cecilias
Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the clean air when you breathe and
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12/12/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.312 | "Talking Piano"
Typed draft.
First line: How you treat one of us makes a lot
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12/11/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.312 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Take me into that land where a touch on a rock
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12/13/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.313 | "Talking Piano"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How you treat one of us makes a lot
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12/11/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.313 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take me into that land where a touch on a rock
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12/13/1989 |
Box: 33 | 91.314 | "How It Happens"
Typed draft.
First line: Every time I open that certain door, the same
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.315 | "A Moderate Pep Talk"
Typed draft.
First line: Any breath a good one today, rich with
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5/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over time Jimmy Listen heard
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5/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.316 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outdoors will change. Tall storms
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5/19/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A lion hears its roar begin to fade
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5/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.317 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clock climbing its stairs
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5/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Over the shoulder of my best friend
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5/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.319 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In an earthquake my feet move
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5/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.320 | "Poem by Kit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What is thin and has edges
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6/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.321 | "Peter Wilson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my gestures your arm will
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6/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.322 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could I help it that the moon came up?
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5/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.323 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the frame where some animals live
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5/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What it is, Im tired. The citadel
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5/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.324 | "These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up in the hills its all right. A purple
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5/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Crow, my summoner, call. You will
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5/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.324 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wouldnt care, but
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5/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.325 | "Have You Heard?"
Typed draft.
First line: Turning its back on winter, June begins
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5/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.326 | "Have You Heard?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One year, then another year, passing them
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5/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.327 | "How I Endure"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My part of life now learns
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5/20/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.328 | "How It Is with Water"
Typed draft.
First line: When Sun heard about snow, everything got quiet
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1/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.329 | "Background"
Typed draft.
First line: What waits? What
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1/31/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One flat, gray scene or another
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5/1/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In pauses of my life it comes
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5/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.330 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At one place on any pass you can stop
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5/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.331 | "After May Sarton commentary"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees that can live in the desert like
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5/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.332 | "Wakonda Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it happens it feels like weather, no
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5/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.332 | "Scout, Texas Wakonda Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A world shivered with conviction
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5/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.333 | "Returned Exile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They built my home distant
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5/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.333 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bottles along highways where citizens
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5/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.333 | "Time Traveler"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone like an island, wait for a different sea
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5/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.334 | "How It Happens"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wherever you are, one of those vagrant
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5/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.335 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the Missouri, after the Mississippi
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5/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.335 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe in the parade of those days
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5/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.335 | "Being Modern"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once the word got around that God was dead
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5/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.336 | "Philanthropy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every dawn I sing, Many gone
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5/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.336 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You counterparts over there hiding
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5/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.337 | "Yew, Ash, Osage Orange"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This pen in my hand, this bow
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5/14/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.338 | "Moderate Pep Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any breath a good one today, rich with
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5/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.338 | "Note on Animal that Drank Up
Sound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While our family...
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5/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.339 | "prose notes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What can we get from each poem?
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5/4/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.340 | "A Glance from the Old Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not so heavy now, but still a little bit scary
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4/12/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.341 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now in the wide white kitchen
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4/15/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.342 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If the call comes a sun like yesterdays
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4/16/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.343 | "At Evening"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One last sun ray examines other
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4/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.344 | "How to Be Lucky"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Curtains at dawn catch that
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4/21/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.345 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the country roads that dont go anyplace
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4/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.346 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What belongs at my door can stay, welcomed
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4/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Downtown, people stream past, but they avoid
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4/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside the shell of this morning I wait for
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4/27/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.348 | "Guide for Modern Teachers of Creative
Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Students are beginners...
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4/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With great care sunlight flows into a valley
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4/28/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beavers have to figure it out: with teeth
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4/29/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.350 | "One Good Thing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Waves wanted the land, and the land
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4/22/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.351 | "For Someone Gone"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If I could call, if the phone rang
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1/10/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.352 | "Portrait"
Typed draft.
First line: Framed in rough wood the father
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4/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.353 | "Pretend You Cant Live in a Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Play like you had a war. Hardly anyone
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4/30/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The Barter Theatre...
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1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.355 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you noticed? - even when encouraged by
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2/26/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.356 | "Ideas for last page of Animal that Drank Up
Sound"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here under this pawprint a few sounds
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2/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.357 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A day strolled out of the soft forest
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2/23/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.357 | "El Dorado"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On an island where waves never came a still tree
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2/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.358 | "Pushing a Pen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first the pen doesnt know where to go
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2/17/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.359 | "prose"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two people find...
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2/24/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.360 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees that come into town act
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4/7/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.360 | "Remainders"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does even a little ghost of our talk
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4/8/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.361 | "Portrait"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Framed in rough wood the father
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4/9/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After Time stared awhile into my eyes
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3/25/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you pay more the mechanic will use
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4/6/1991 |
Box: 33 | 91.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wilderness doesnt know where it ends
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4/6/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.1 | "Arrested Events"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A basement window lets moonlight find
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12/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.2 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a river. Nobody connect it, but
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11/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.3 | "Stone Cutter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What I say cant attain to truth, but
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11/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many things wait, not ready to say. Some
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11/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.4 | "Just Humming Along"
Handwritten draft.
First line: God is a tree. I t has many courtiers
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11/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When a teacher from college, or
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11/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it were only the leaves, Robert said
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11/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days as they crawl over the earth wear down
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11/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.7 | "Sabbath"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every Sunday in church we learn
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11/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: According to instruments the whole world shudders
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11/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.9 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow now, slow as the sun moves, these
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12/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seriously, who belongs there - church?
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12/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.10 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You look up. And its a new sun. Its time turned around
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12/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bad scenes I move through like a clock
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12/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.11 | "Surviving"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees feel something else back of the wind
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12/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A storm comes, brings wilderness again
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12/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mine is a little perch, by a country road
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12/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another life peers in, and a new sound
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11/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You havent heard what the desert told me
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12/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You want wide meadow and then forest
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2/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.14 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come close if Time ever
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2/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The voice that came carried its own
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11/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.15 | "Time Has Lived Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some scattered army has marched north. Leaves
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11/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.15 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tremendous piece of the universe
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11/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little frogs make a big sound. It arches
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12/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.16 | "Ecology to the Front / What It Will Be
Like"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Other people seem to have a plan. They gaze
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12/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.17 | "Slant Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell them how tame geese lure wild ones
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12/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that thin air where white flowers form and fall
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12/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.19 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The coldest sound I ever heard came
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12/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.19 | "To Bow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To kneel, to find how deep earth wants you
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12/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.20 | "Old Friends"
Typed draft.
First line: Some faces make a hole in the air
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12/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.21 | "Old Friends "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Be more sphinxlike
.
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12/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.22 | "Notes from a Random Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mother called me Will
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4/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.23 | "Snakes"
Typed draft.
First line: For a snakes tail its always deja vu hasnt
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11/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.24 | "Its Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We turn over stones. We examine
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12/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After zero came, after the world
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12/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.25 | "This Gordian World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Therefore listen. Therefore come humbly to the waters
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12/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Restore the right sag. Then it knows any
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12/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.26 | "Any Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just lying on the couch and being happy
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12/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.27 | "Owls"
Typed draft.
First line: Owls listen a lot, then turn their heads
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12/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.27 | "Back Home (canceled)"
Typed draft.
First line: Later they told us our town was bleak
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12/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.28a | "Meditation in the Waiting Room"
Typed draft.
First line: I have this dream, doctor: Im living in this town
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12/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.28b | "Submission list"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Third Street
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now only the animals and some people
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12/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Unimportant things I write down. Important things
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12/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wearing a veil saves the world from a certain
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12/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My research in what the mirror says will never end
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12/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.30 | "Meditation in the Waiting Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I have this dream, doctor: Im living in this town
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12/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A frown. Then time was passing
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12/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.31 | "How It Is Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The weather in Oregon is as usual coming down
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12/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.32 | "Teal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone or in pairs, fewer now but mysterious
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12/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.33 | "Owls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Owls listen a lot. And they turn their heads
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12/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.33 | "Back Home"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Later they told us our town was bleak
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12/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.34 | "Country School"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little snakes learn to write in the dust
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12/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.35 | "Settling In"
Typed draft.
First line: Walking like anybody else, you go in a door
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12/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.36 | "Christmases Ago, Two"
Typed draft.
First line: One person in town couldnt ever feel Christmas
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12/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.37 | "Snakes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For a snakes tail its always deja vu Hasnt some of me
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11/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.38 | "Bio: Fitting into My Years"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Back then the people around me confidently
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11/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.39 | "Neighborhood in Louisville"
Typed draft.
First line: They drove us past the old, the gentle houses
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11/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.40 | "Intimations"
Typed draft.
First line: Late at night that whisper came, in a world
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12/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.41 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Thought, that terrier, wont cease, will dig
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11/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.42 | "Watching It Snow"
Typed draft.
First line: Every gift the dark receives
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11/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.43 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Roll to a stop along the wide street and and angle
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11/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.44 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Lets talk about cost, about air, about
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10/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.45 | "Philanthropy"
Typed draft.
First line: These hidden things discovered of late
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9/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.46 | "The Main Event"
Typed draft.
First line: All heads followed the race counterclockwise
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9/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.47 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A thin cloud over the moon. A few drops of rain
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12/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.47 | "Developments"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside my head I hear a new sound, long
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12/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.48a | "Watching It Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From time take patience. From
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11/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.48b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They dont really curve, but when you are
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.49 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Still searching, the wind rummages through streets
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12/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.49 | "Certain People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come in raising their hands and shaking and bowing
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12/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.50 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A page waits. It sometimes doesnt
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12/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.51 | "Settling In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Walking like anybody else, you go in a door
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12/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.52 | "Christmases Ago One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It didnt mean then what it does now. No.
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12/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.52 | "Christmases Ago, Two"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One person in town couldnt ever feel Christmas
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12/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.53 | "What I Like"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not to have any history. To run free
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12/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.54a | "At Louisville on Carriage Hill"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They drove us past the old, the gentle houses
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11/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.54b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought, that terrier, wont cease, will dig
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11/20/1902 |
Box: 34 | 92.55 | "Intimations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Late at night that whisper came: Are you
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12/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.56 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On my calendar there wont be any Mondays
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11/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In hope, and in my time, a tree
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11/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some book said it, the way it should be
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11/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.57 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The life that died made a thin sound
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11/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.58 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They plotted a big rainbow, but some of the colors
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10/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Vines begin to look through broken windows
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10/19/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.59 | "Then and Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They had people then who were every bit as
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10/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.59 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wakened by dawn a little bird shivers. On the ground
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10/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No one spoke up at the time. At the time
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10/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.60 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in a storm, even after a thin jacket saved
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10/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time goes around saying, When,
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10/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.61 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets talk about cost, about air, about
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10/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.61 | "6169 continued"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now its a different ocean. They dont let
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10/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You know how miles are. They help each other
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10/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At every saint you stop and look up
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10/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another star has appeared. No one on earth
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9/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.64 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wait until evening and then
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9/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.65 | "Main Event"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All heads followed the races counterclockwise
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9/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.66 | "People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people jump. Some push
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9/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.67 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gopher that heard the call
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9/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.68 | "Today Reality Corrupts (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The spiral down
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6/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.69 | "Philanthropy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those things they talk about come to me
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9/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.70 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Softly knock
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11/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.71 | "Watching It Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things happen this way, crossways, forever
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11/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.71 | "Watching It Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every gift the earth receives
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11/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.72 | "Watching It Snow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One in all that rout carries what the storm
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11/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.73 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So local it sinks into the prairie, so local
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11/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.74 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought brings its own house
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11/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.75 | "Neighborhood in Louisville"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They drove us past the old, the gentle houses
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11/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We know some flame. It started. It went out
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11/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.76 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought, that terrier, wont cease, will
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11/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.77 | "Its Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the old slow time nothing happened, but
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11/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.78a | "Things I Learned This Week
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One way to get to the next place
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11/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.78b | "Things I Learned This Week
(contd)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its hard to listen
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11/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.79 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: spell of relief
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11/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.80 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the Reversal only the shadows were real
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11/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.81 | "Its Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of the threads led the wrong way
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11/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.81 | "It Was Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the old slow time when nothing happened
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11/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.82 | "Quelling This Fever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn it all down. Twist it
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11/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.82 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun hum. I think it was
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11/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last night the hills came near. They circled
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10/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.83 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: By trees allow the wilderness. Find
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10/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, more and more the trees wait. Sounds of talk
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10/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.85 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught in that stillness the span of a life
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10/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.86 | "In the Dark"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a candle in a large room
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11/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.86 | "Dont Worry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You think Im gone?
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11/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.87 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Typed draft.
First line: Every word has a color, a twinkle of light
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10/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.88 | "Speaking in Tongues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every word has a color, a twinkle of light
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10/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.89 | "Tranquil After Lifes Fever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a long shadow under blue ridge
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10/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.90a | "Speaking in Tongues"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every word flares a color, a twinkle of light
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10/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.91 | "Is This Feeling About the West
Real?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Something else hovers out there, not
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10/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.92 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us have chosen to live among
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10/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.93 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under the earth a great river has found
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10/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.94 | "Checking Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Does it make any difference what you see
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10/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.94 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When were together, when we all comb the wind
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10/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.95 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Phenomenon. A million radios, all on
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10/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.96 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What does it mean when so many trees are just
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10/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.96 | "What Gets Away"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little things hide. Sometimes they
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10/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.97a | "After Lifes Fever"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even if time keeps flashing its badge
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10/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.97b | "quote on Kierkegaard by David
Sorenson"
Handwritten draft.
First line: these writings illuminate
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10/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.98 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Neglected heads they say may
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10/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.99 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The first wore a plain shirt
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10/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.100 | "(Joanne Kyger, etc prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading last night
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10/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.101 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before the Cathedral
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10/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.102 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: More and more my impulse
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10/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.103a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shiloh back there meant a battle
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10/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.103a | "The Time It All Turned Around"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was dark and windy. Catching a ride had
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10/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.103b | "end of 6224"
Handwritten draft.
First line: alone in that blustery wilderness
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10/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.104 | "Everyone Needs One"
Typed draft.
First line: At meetings I carry this little machine
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10/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.105 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It now seems to me that the world can indeed
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10/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.105 | "Grandmother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She got so old they took her away
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10/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.106 | "Grandmother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody needed her anymore. She couldnt
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.107 | "And So On and So On"
Typed draft.
First line: In my country people begin to walk the way
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10/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.108 | "Umpteenth Birthday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe about now what was always coming
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10/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All night in church, there in the dark, those frozen
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10/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.109 | "And So On and So On"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my country people begin to walk the way
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10/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This time only scattered light found
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9/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.111 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This land bleeds gray
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9/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.112 | "(list of addresses)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: 19-Sep-92
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9/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.113 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Things being what they are, truth
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9/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.114 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because assessments
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9/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.115 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain, snow, you expect from the sky
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9/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.115 | "Dry Season"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now on the tongue truth leaves
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9/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.116 | "Local Incident"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sage came first, then rabbitbrush reached out
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9/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.116 | "Arrival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tell that other dust Im here. Let it know
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9/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.117 | "Arrival"
Typed draft.
First line: Tell that other dust Im here. Let it know
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9/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.118 | "Its Far"
Typed draft.
First line: On an island people heard about the mainland
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6/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.119 | "What We Must Learn"
Typed draft.
First line: Not to love each other so much
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7/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.120 | "Everyone Needs One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At meetings I carry this little machine
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10/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.121 | "Junkyard Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Around each thing on earth put
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6/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.122 | "Last Summer "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark suit walked out on the terrace
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10/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.122 | "All There Is To It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Two people say, Were in love,
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10/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.123 | "All There Is To It"
Typed draft.
First line: Two people say, Were in love,
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10/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.123 | "Last Summer"
Typed draft.
First line: Dark suit walked out on the terrace
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10/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.124 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clocks keep trying
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9/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.125 | "Stranger"
Typed draft.
First line: On the night you were born
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.126 | "Stranger"
Typed draft.
First line: On the night you were born
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.127 | "Stranger"
Typed draft.
First line: On the night you were born
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.128 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pages in a book
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9/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.129 | "Few Snorts from a Wild One"
Typed draft.
First line: Life sleeps in this tired old horse, but might
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9/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.130 | "Penny from the Old Guy"
Typed draft.
First line: Winter tramps into town shaking its
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9/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.131 | "Ours"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our dirt grew corn. Our sun
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9/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain discovered a face to examine
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9/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.132 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each dawn when I wake up, and
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9/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.133 | "If Youre a Tree"
Typed draft.
First line: When leaves hang still in the forest
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8/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.134 | "You Doomsters"
Typed draft.
First line: Please dont tell me so loud what the world
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8/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.135 | "Glimpses"
Typed draft.
First line: When we waited on a hill for the eclipse
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8/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.136 | "Someone"
Typed draft.
First line: Witheld, perhaps never there, hardly
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.137 | "Tell Me About the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Ive never had trouble accepting the days
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8/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a little knob turn on
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9/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.138 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a high place in Oregon you cant tell
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9/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.139 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If a wind off the Atlantic
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9/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.140 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I see a room. It is filled with a warm glow
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8/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.141 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time lightly taps every days
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6/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not my privilege, those years
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6/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They found our year, the one
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6/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They turn a handle. Pictures move, and you think
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6/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.143 | "Choosing Your Minority"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take a frame and put it around
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6/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.144 | "Low Decibels"
Typed draft.
First line: Time has an echo kept in a cave
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6/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.145 | "Rules and AdviceWhat We Must
Learn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We must learn not to love each other so much
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7/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.145 | "Rules and Advice What We Must
Learn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Children rove
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7/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.146 | "Certain People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of them turned away. They walked where the sun
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7/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.147 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you wish it wasnt Now
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9/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.147 | "Looking at a Rock"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people say the best rock in the world
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9/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 91.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One I heard about a special little rock. It seems
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9/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.148 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain real places want to feel loved. They
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9/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.149 | "Playing at Andys House"
Typed draft.
First line: Bring your truck, the yellow one
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9/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.150 | "Opening Scene"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just the Earth, its great still body
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9/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.151 | "Few Snorts from a Wild One"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Life sleeps in this tired old horse, but might
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9/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.152 | "Playing at Andys House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Bring your truck, the yellow one
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9/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You open a door. For a long time no one
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9/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How it goes in the world, people
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9/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.153 | "Penny for the Old Guy"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter tramps into town, shaking its
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9/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.154 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Remember when you were born?
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9/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.155 | "Being Alive"
Typed draft.
First line: At the waterfront we talk into the evening
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9/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.156 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So do you breathe, the way one does
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9/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.156 | "cf. 9293"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, everything has to move; even
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9/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will be quiet. No tracks will cross
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9/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.157 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont change. Believe as you always
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9/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.157 | "cf. 9293"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember when you were born?
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9/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.158a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees at the top of the path cant decide
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9/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.158b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The mountains, and the big trees
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.159 | "Being Alive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the waterfront we talk into the evening
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9/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.160 | "Not Being Omnipotent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any time something blocks part of a stream
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9/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.161 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you come to the end of a ditch or a tunnel
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9/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.162 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time, a rock says, hardly moves
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8/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Infinitely yielding the ocean leans
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8/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.163 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A hedge needs mean little trees, ones that
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8/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.164 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At 5 they begin to turn the sky on
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8/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.165 | "The Return"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the years call out as they go by
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8/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.166 | "Gnarled"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One ear listens high, one ear
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8/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.167 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lately, dont you think some brod wing
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8/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.167 | "If Youre a Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When leaves hang still i the forest
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8/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This gray wood begins to twist in the sun
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8/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.168 | "Apologia Pro Vita Sua"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why did you go, of an afternoon, there
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8/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the morning face the east wind, while
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8/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.169 | "Christmas Carol"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gestures the trees make as our train goes by
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8/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.170 | "Gnarled"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please dont tell me so loud
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8/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.171 | "Gnarled"
Typed draft.
First line: Please dont tell me so loud what the world
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8/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.172 | "Gnarled"
Typed draft.
First line: The carved part of a life, hard under
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8/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.173 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pieces of wire help. You can weave them
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8/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.173 | "Last Page"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People thought a flood wouldnt come
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8/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.174 | "In the Jungle"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This mask on the back of my head
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8/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.174 | "Salvaging My Career"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why wind up with nothing? Thats not
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8/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.175 | "Kansas and the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In that hard air when the wind blew
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8/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.176 | "Kansas and the World"
Typed draft.
First line: In that hard air when the wind in winter
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8/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.177 | "Kansas and the World"
Typed draft.
First line: In that hard air when the wind in winter
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8/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.178 | "Todays Message"
Handwritten draft.
First line: All Im saying is, dont
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8/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.178 | "Over in Montana"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Winter stops by for a visit each year
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8/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.178 | "Over in Somalia"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No matter how bad it gets, they keep
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8/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.179 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: What are you doing these days?
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8/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.179 | "Glimpses"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stood on a hill when the eclipse came
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8/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.180 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Wherever God wants them to go, the buffalo
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.181 | "Picture That Comes Alive on the Wall of a
Tavern in Wyoming"
Typed draft.
First line: The People wake up illuminated, their nerves afire
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8/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.182 | "Picture That Comes Alive on the Wall of a
Tavern in Wyoming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The People wake up illuminated, their nerves afire
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8/3/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.182 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: How shall I tell you? Where will those
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8/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.183 | "Tell Me About the World"
Typed draft.
First line: Ive never had trouble accepting the days
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8/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They put the pressure on, closed all
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8/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.184 | "Someone / Written at an
Elderhostel"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again, you nasturtiums, roses, lilacs
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8/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.185 | "Tell Me About the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They make things flat with machines
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8/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.186 | "Hummingbirds"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too small to feel fear, one arrives
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8/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.187 | "Hummingbirds"
Typed draft.
First line: Too small to feel fear, one arrives
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8/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Snow falls importantly: I bring you
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7/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Yes, a tree says. Yes, Wind.
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7/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.189 | "What You Ought to Have"
Typed draft.
First line: You ought to have snow in the picture
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7/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a storm when ponds in the woods
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7/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have found your way back into the world
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7/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.191 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Often in the cold, or when rain slashes by
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7/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.192 | "Saving How It Was"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I think some time I will just look away and
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8/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.193 | "Saving How It Was"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It happened away over beyond Grand Lake
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8/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.194 | "At Room Temperature"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Making bread, I stop and look out
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8/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.194 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We foul our habitat
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8/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.195 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tree thinks the truth: Some day Ill be smoke
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8/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.196 | "Something You Should Know"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They bring racing peigeons from everywhere
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8/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.196 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Each word finds its right place
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8/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sunfish lift their shadows and move
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8/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When the time came a person stepped forward
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7/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.199 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We find this air and breathe it. More comes
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7/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.199 | "What You Ought to Have"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You ought to have snow in the picture
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7/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers have given again, and fallen
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7/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.201 | "Wisdom in the New York Times"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only a touch and the willow
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7/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Outside all waits for Bill, man of
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7/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.202 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Outside, on the warriors face, only
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7/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.203 | "draft of 6360"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time stamped on them. Rain found
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7/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.204 | "Its a Job "
Handwritten draft.
First line: When serious people talk, the bubble
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7/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.205 | "Junkyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That little wagon made out of a baby buggy
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7/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.206 | "Birds from Mexico"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whispering in my ear a certain little wind
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7/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.207 | "Bio"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My heart counted easy math, repeating
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7/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.207 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You have to see dawn. You have to climb
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7/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thought woke in its cave. It leaped
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7/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain fell into a valley
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7/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.209 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We passed the bamboo poles that left the ground
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7/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.210 | "Road to North Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My eyes fix far down the road
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7/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.211 | "You Are Invited"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mr Oak Tree, his wife Mrs Poplar Tree
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7/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.211 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain plants are touched by the rain
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7/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.212 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few mornings have the sea in them
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7/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.213 | "Rules and Advice"
Typed draft.
First line: You will travel alone
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7/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.214 | "Evidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This breath -, or this one -
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7/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.215 | "Recovery"
Typed draft.
First line: Gulls feel it when wings flare
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6/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.216 | "Bio"
Typed draft.
First line: My heart counts easy math
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7/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.217 | "My Job"
Typed draft.
First line: When serious people talk, the bubble
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7/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.218 | "Bio"
Typed draft.
First line: The heart counted easy math
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7/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.219 | "Bio"
Typed draft.
First line: The heart counted easy math, repeating
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7/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.220 | "Report from the Heartland"
Typed draft.
First line: My life has brought me here, this town
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7/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.221 | "Jesus Loves Me"
Typed draft.
First line: All summer we heard wings
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7/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.222 | "Inoffensive"
Typed draft.
First line: You can say Sorry, but
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7/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.223 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The way dawn comes, another world comes
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7/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.224 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One year our house burned. One year
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7/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.225 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The tall like basketball
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4/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.225 | "New Age Stuff"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A house with no mirrors
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4/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.226 | "Inoffensive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could say, Sorry, but
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7/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.226 | "Report from the Heartland"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My life takes me to this little town
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7/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.227 | "Jesus Loves Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We heard wings, in summer a sound we needed
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7/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.227 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Right about here we begin
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7/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.228 | "Learning My Place 1 (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: My strongest trait...
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.229 | "Learning My Place 2 (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: everyone...
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.230 | "Learning My Place 3 (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: likes Pinkys...
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.231 | "Learning My Place 4 (prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: uttered his bit...
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.232 | "Some Things Dont Stop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After a war, after an earthquake
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6/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.233 | "Meeting Fanatics"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And moss comes marching in that slow time. It holds hands
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6/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world is news that you touch
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6/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of today is
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6/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every morning a new piece of time
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6/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.236 | "Observation"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How water can feel the earth turn
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6/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.236 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A new stom has found us. It leans
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6/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The compass stays the same
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6/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.237 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some faces tell only a hint and go on
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6/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.238 | "Thought"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A train follows its headlight
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6/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Caught here in this time
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7/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our family, small potatoes mostly
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7/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One red light went on. It meant
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7/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.240 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This morning the mountains are talking thunder
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7/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We dont care. Too sorry, too long
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7/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds when they slide through the air
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6/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.242 | "Faculty Portrait"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I run behind and look out of
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6/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.243 | "Faculty Portrait"
Typed draft.
First line: I run behind and look out of the picture
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6/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.244 | "Low Decibels"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time has an echo kept
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6/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Calls from a shore wake me. They echo
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6/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.246 | "Recovery"
Typed draft.
First line: You can feel it like when wings flare
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6/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.247 | "Not Saying More"
Typed draft.
First line: It isnt for children, the story of our lives
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6/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.248 | "Not Saying More"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt for children, the story of our lives
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6/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.249 | "Recovery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can feel it wen the wings flare
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6/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.249 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One call the wolves have tells
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6/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.250 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Too faint for a dream, but more than
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6/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.250 | "Recovery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls when they come in live
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6/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.250 | "Taste"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people care if stars hang
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6/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A leaf discovers on the way down
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6/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.251 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you are dumb like a vine
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6/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.252 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Home from Sisters...
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8/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.253 | "(letter to Brabara Drake)"
Typed draft.
First line: Dear Barbara...
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8/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.254 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Surrounded and slammed by the sea
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2/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.254 | "Oldtimers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes, in form of a dog, you see
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2/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.255 | "Oldtimers (cont.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Summer nights like that I go down
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2/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.256 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That instant the leaf lets go, by algebra
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2/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.256 | "On Standby"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I caught my step this year, opened
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2/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.257 | "What the Trees Talk About"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every statement a tree makes will differ
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2/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.258 | "Power of Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the beach a woman sat on a rock
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1/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.259 | "Think About It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant feel or measure that first touch
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2/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.259 | "Writing"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You rub two words together
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2/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.260 | "Where Did This Book Come From?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many writers, I think, try to write
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.261 | "Where Did This Book Come From?
(contd.)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Writing, I felt almost into another
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.262a | "Big World, Little Man"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some things it is wrong to think of,
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2/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.262b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: light gone down, that island leaning
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.263 | "Arrival"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When Time comes toward you, step aside
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2/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.264 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes they leave a city and it gets buried
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2/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.264 | "Poetry"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This door opens near. Its a shrine
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2/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.265 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This place feels right. They say
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2/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.266 | "I Held It Right Here In My Hands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like a little flame in a dark room
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2/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.266 | "Getting Here / Time It Happened"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shadows mean theres a light somewhere
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2/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.266 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A little sound lives inside
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2/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.267 | "Facing West"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those gull wings at the coast
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2/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.268 | "What Rivers Do"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dont listen when the geese fly over
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1/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.269 | "What You Could Do"
Typed draft.
First line: Dont listen when the geese fly over
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1/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.270 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When its your turn you should whine and cringe
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1/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.270 | "Reaching Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We lived inside lightning. A glance
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1/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.271 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: No road will take you where these
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12/17/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.271 | "Meeting Blue"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meeting Blue anyone changes, meeting
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12/18/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.272 | "Worldly Considerations"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One worm said to another worm, What kind
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1/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.272 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly he carried life easy
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1/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose and suppose - the people before
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1/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.273 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain rocks in the river souldnt be there
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1/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.273 | "Starting Over"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose you are right here and
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1/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.274 | "Questioning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They ask what is my purpose. A Townsends warbler
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1/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.275 | "World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is all big and shadowy. It holds everything
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1/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.276 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a great deep cave at Krakow, thousands of feet
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1/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.277 | "Seal Rock / Cape Fear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Gulls lift
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1/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.277 | "White Train"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Once I always ran. Then sometimes
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1/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.278 | "These Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the banks of Time River I live by the falls
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1/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.278 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain owls have brought suit but say
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2/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.279 | "Not Talking About Religion at
Asilomar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully spaced, nobody touching, they circled
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1/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.280 | "Walking the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My favorite number is one. After that
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1/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.281 | "Not Talking About Religion at
Asilomar"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully spaced, nobody touching, they circled
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1/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.282 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Frost wont ever sleep when it
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1/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Slow as dawn, thin
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6/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.283 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees withold their contempt for us
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6/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my dream a voice tells me, guides me
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5/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.284 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Again in this valley peace has come
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5/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ill never teach any more
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5/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.285 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out of this hand, into this pen, onto
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5/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.286 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees dont need to mean anything, climbing
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5/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.287 | "Sinners"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only now in the dim can we see
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5/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.287 | "Volcano"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many visit, turn to face north
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5/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a strange town, walk where the lights are
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5/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Where time was waiting a new sound came
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5/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.288 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We meet in autumn, that slow explosion
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5/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tick-tock says five, but thats not
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5/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.289 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Words already spoken come back
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5/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.290 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close my hand on a limb, one that will
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5/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.290 | "Advice"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lean into a curve, lean into
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5/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.291 | "Last Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She was falling all those years
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4/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.292 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One word they used was Woe, not the same
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5/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.293 | "Thinking It Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For some reason a field left fallow will
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5/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.294 | "Presences"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day takes little pieces of night and stretches them
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5/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.295 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hidden from any road little violets
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4/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.295 | "The Owl Who Said, Why?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange mixture these last two days - thin wedges
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5/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.296 | "Junkyard Thoughts"
Typed draft.
First line: Around each thing on earth I put
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6/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.297 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We thought it was only snow, and maybe a little
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6/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.297 | "In Our Junkyard Thoughts"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every person has a stranger within
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6/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.298 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of each field I should cultivate; then
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6/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.299 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those tears quietly touch the still
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5/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.300 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: An old saltmine under southern Poland...
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5/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.301 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dorothy, Kit and I...
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6/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.302 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just after dawn a striped balloon
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6/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.303 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The south ridge has not moved
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5/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.304 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: South ridge has not moved, but man-stain
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5/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.305 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At Deep Springs College
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5/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.306 | "Born Again"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves dance. We have that memory
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5/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.307 | "Born Again Morning"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wide-eyed as day, I listen. One field
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5/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.308 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My dream: I am carrying my suitcase...
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5/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.309 | "What Did It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trying on all colors, California
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5/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.310 | "What Did It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dead at the center, pullulating outward
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5/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.311 | "What Did It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dead at the center, pullulating outward
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5/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.312 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The young, handicapped by youth
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5/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.313 | "L.A."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Street cleaners wash off history
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5/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.314a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: As lights left on after dawn comes
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5/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.314b | "Memorial Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in Sodom a winding sheet of smog
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.315 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A gray shroud pins L.A.
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.316 | "Memorial Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A winding sheet of smog, a shroud
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.317b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They found a way to get the best air. Old
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5/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.318 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Giving them what they want
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5/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.319 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The sparrows this morning...
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5/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.320 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Last nights dream: I have to get somewhere...
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5/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.321 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: ...came into the dream...
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5/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.322 | "Outside Krakow"
Typed draft.
First line: Let the next frame be
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6/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.323 | "From Outside Krakow"
Typed draft.
First line: Let the next frame be that vast room
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6/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.324 | "Outside Krakow"
Typed draft.
First line: Let the next frame be that vast room
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6/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.325 | "Memorial Day, Anaheim, May, 1992"
Typed draft.
First line: Here in Sodom a winding sheet of smog
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.326 | "Memorial Day in Anaheim"
Typed draft.
First line: Here in Sodom a winding sheet of smog
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.327 | "Memorial Day in Anaheim"
Typed draft.
First line: Here in Sodom a winding sheet of smog
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.328 | "Memorial Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in Sodom a winding sheet of smog
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5/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.329 | "On This Ark"
Typed draft.
First line: For awhile instead of a statue they put
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5/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.330 | "On This Arc"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Instead of a statue they put a real one
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5/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.331 | "Afterward"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That first breath afterward hurt. Then
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5/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.332 | "Afterward"
Typed draft.
First line: That first breath afterward hurt. Then
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5/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.333 | "How a River Begins"
Typed draft.
First line: A bead of water hangs from a rock
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3/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.334 | "Knowing Ones Place"
Typed draft.
First line: They decided what was important
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3/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.335 | "Doing a Letter"
Typed draft.
First line: You fold the paper with the words inside
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3/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.336 | "Routine Report"
Typed draft.
First line: Nothing hit the world last night. This morning
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3/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.337 | "Questions for Mother Jones"
Typed draft.
First line: Please, during dinner may we turn away from
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3/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.338 | "We Are All In This Together"
Typed draft.
First line: Sunset still rides through town
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3/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.339 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One more shadow moved. It reached one more
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3/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.340 | "Proof"
Handwritten draft.
First line: There beside the church
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5/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.340 | "Country Drama"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What happened next, a door and
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5/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.340 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My love had a laugh sort of like
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5/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.340 | "Something That Happens Right Now / Something
That Happened in Liberal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By our house on the plains...
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5/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.341 | "Compassion Fascists (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: These presences...
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5/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.342 | "Easter Morning / Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Maybe someone comes to the door and says
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4/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.343 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Clouds relocate, every meaningful move
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4/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.343 | "Storm Coming"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even in the barn air faintly
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4/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.344 | "Reunion Ann"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You are the one in geography who spun
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4/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.345 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: For Marylhurst panel...
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5/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.346 | "Coming Awake"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Doves have discovered sorrow. They tell it
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4/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.347 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My tires have prayers painted on them
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4/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.348 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive heard the martyrs hidden in the leaves
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4/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.349 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain minute comes, when light
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4/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.350 | "Nail in the Ceiling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recently they learned about a storm
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4/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.351 | "Nail in the Ceiling"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today I can wake that storm
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4/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.352 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through thin curtains a new daylight shows
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4/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.353 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: ... at a time till you find the right place...
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4/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.354 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Looking back now - couldnt hold what
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4/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.355 | "For You"
Typed draft.
First line: You - the one in back looking especially dead
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4/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.356 | "There Isnt Any Title Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some branches lean against the wind, in that
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4/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.356 | "Souvenirs in the Attic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Jacket, old hat, a torn part
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4/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.357 | "Souvenirs in the Attic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you can handle it, just by
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4/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The place where it begins is
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4/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.358 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now, after the operation, she holds her porcelain
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4/6/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.359 | "Portrait of Georgia OKeefe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take this prize away. Let me wander
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4/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.360 | "Modern Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember those old oaks that would shrug off
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4/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.361 | "Knowing Ones Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They think they are important. Where they
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3/31/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.361 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They drive around at the wheel of their gigantic
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4/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.362 | "Coming to Terms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Held close against your face, time
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2/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.362 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take time away now, its monument
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2/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.363 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dream: A small class
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2/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.364 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stars keep their far flame. Leaves
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3/26/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.365 | "Things You Hear"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How a piece of the sky got lost one night
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3/25/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.366 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My fingers hold everything else away from
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3/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.366 | "Understanding a Silent Child"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some peoples voices have a purple sound
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3/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.366 | "History Is to Forget"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Forget how cold when you were wrong
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3/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the museum they have some old rock
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3/21/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.367 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At a bend in the river
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3/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.368 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This tomorrow weve reached ahead of time
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3/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.369 | "Getting Going"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That thin window, and all that cold, my face
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3/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.370 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive studied many a dawn. You cant
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3/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.371 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like slow time while a thought
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3/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.372 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today at a new library...
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2/23/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.373 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They asked me to join the intense group
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2/22/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.374 | "Ending This Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those earlier pages, they drifted into
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2/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.375 | "How I Survived"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Awake, I hear someone. The robber board
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2/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.375 | "Ending This Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That one time went by. The child, only
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2/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.376 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So part of the world can stay wild, I dont
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2/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.376 | "Considering Them"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Become breath. Lift. Go
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2/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.377 | "Sherwood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That book the forest wrote began
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2/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.377 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: I happened that no one but God
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2/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.378 | "Old Growth (not poem in LSWM)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you ever find your way among
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2/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.379 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They have their state. No, thanks
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2/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.380 | "Equality"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was too bad, but certain people just
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2/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.381 | "Reading Their Intentions"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Another one will speak. Always they
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1/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.381 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When sunlight goes quiet and sinks gradually
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1/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.382 | "Starting Over"
Typed draft.
First line: Suppose you are right here and
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1/24/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.383 | "Going with Scenery"
Handwritten draft.
First line: People disappear. They walk into some Wyoming
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1/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.384 | "They Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here came a dog named Thud
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1/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.385 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In any room, within that cube of air
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1/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.385 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This day an inner sunlight rises
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1/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.386 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In every person met, a shadow self shines
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1/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.387 | "When It Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No, Id not like to put leaves back on the trees
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1/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.388 | "Winterward"
Typed draft.
First line: Frost wont ever sleep when it
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1/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.389 | "Big Plans"
Typed draft.
First line: Some little event could change everything
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12/28/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.390 | "In a Pine Forest"
Typed draft.
First line: Under light snow every tuft of bunchgrass
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Box: 34 | 92.391 | "Aspects of a Character"
Typed draft.
First line: My slow ascent and the mountains truth
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12/29/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.392 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaves typewrite on the window. Your glance
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1/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.393 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Corn heard it first, Now grow - and the grain began
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12/24/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.393 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Close beside the face, every face
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12/26/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.394 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Come spring, who watches along
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1/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.395 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully, in light of my new resolve
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1/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.395 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a forest, with a thought I suddenly
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1/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.396 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One by one, each alone in deep shade
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12/20/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.396 | "Yew Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Dark, for the soul, and humble, fasting
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12/21/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.397 | "Practice Now"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because of where you are, a new time
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12/19/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.397 | "One Long Look"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That long look down Main Street
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12/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.398 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inside these beings walking along
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12/18/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.398 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time has found these trees or Cedar Island
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12/19/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.399 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes the trees jostle around
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12/16/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.399 | "Dawn Mumblings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Flowers lifting their heads toward sunlight
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12/17/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.400 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Before light, from a house near the woods
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12/16/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.400 | "Knowing Our Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We found a valley so good that
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12/16/1991 |
Box: 34 | 92.401 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water never learns. You open a new ditch
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4/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.401 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The clock says, Time, time, time
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4/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.402 | "Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While ordinary minutes go by, birds come around
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4/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.403 | "Loss and Gain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In my life I drag a wing and watch the others
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4/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.404 | "Its a Big World"
Typed draft.
First line: Somebody runs beside me. No matter how quiet
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.405 | "Walking the BEach"
Typed draft.
First line: My favorite number is one. After that
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1/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.406 | "Walking the Beach"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My favorite number is one. After that
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1/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.407 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My town, where time came from
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4/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.407 | "For You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You, the one in back especially dead
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4/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.408 | "What Comes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not music this time, but where music
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4/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.408 | "Sixth Grade Art"
Handwritten draft.
First line: By your hurt the town turns dim
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4/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.409 | "Masterpieces Sixth Grade Art "
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bell in the painting rings. You dont
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4/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.409 | "Being Good"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some way to put your shoes on
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4/16/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.410 | "Any Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Birds come around sometimes. They dont
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4/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.411 | "Loss and Gain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They say yes without leaning forward. They
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4/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.412 | "Short Sands"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shelter from rain under a tree
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4/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.412 | "Early Start"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Touch awake the engine. Roll away, little
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4/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.413 | "Short Sands"
Typed draft.
First line: Shelter from rain under a tree
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4/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.414 | "Early Start"
Typed draft.
First line: Touch awake the engine. Roll away - little
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4/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.415 | "Illness, Age, One of Us"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A person close to us, a part of the family
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4/9/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.416 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My box moves with me, a tamed
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4/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.416 | "Getting in Touch"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Could there be a telephone even from
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4/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.417 | "Impasse"
Typed draft.
First line: Something shines through the mountains. I follow it
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3/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.417 | "Left for the Back Pages"
Typed draft.
First line: Here in the back pages hide the little
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3/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.418 | "Closing Remarks"
Typed draft.
First line: Pretty soon, spring flowers whisper
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.419 | "Modern Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: Modern trees dont much like
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4/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.420 | "Days Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats left out there spread for
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4/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.420 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: So sing sometime. Itll be
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4/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.421 | "There Isnt Any Title Here"
Typed draft.
First line: In that other country some branches lean
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4/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.422 | "Ann"
Typed draft.
First line: You are the one in geography who spun
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4/4/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.423 | "Old Growth"
Typed draft.
First line: If ever you find your way among
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2/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.424 | "What the Trees Talk About"
Typed draft.
First line: Hills count on their mantle of oak
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.425 | "Living"
Typed draft.
First line: This train wont wait
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.426 | "On a Trail Near Steens Mountain"
Typed draft.
First line: A meadowlark sings about how it was
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3/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.426 | "Before the curtain falls"
Typed draft.
First line: Remember tomorrow
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3/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.427 | "Its a Life"
Typed draft.
First line: Its a story that doesnt want to happen
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3/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.428 | "Modern Trees"
Typed draft.
First line: Modern trees dont much like
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4/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.429 | "Voyages, Discoveries"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My dreams disappear in the morning
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4/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A forest means many roots at work
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4/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.430 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows are loyal, they keep in touch
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4/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.431 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Because they once were small, babies
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3/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.431 | "Doing a Letter"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You fold the paper with the words inside
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3/30/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you say the wrong thing. But if
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3/28/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.432 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Alone in the empty house, I go back
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3/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.433 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even when rock, even when
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3/29/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.434a | "Specimen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is 4 a.m. - perfectly quiet. Then the radio
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3/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.434a | "Farrier Talk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They said a mule with the right mother
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3/27/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.434b | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a gigantic sea of virgin forest
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1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.435 | "Impasse"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It shines through the mountains. I follow it
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3/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.435 | "Left for the Back Pages"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here in the back of the book hide the little
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3/20/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.436 | "My Life Its a Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a story that doesnt want to happen
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3/17/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.436 | "On a Trail Near Steens Mountain"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A meadowlark sings about
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3/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.436 | "Before the Curtain Falls"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remember tomorrow
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3/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.437 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somebody runs beside me. No matter how quiet
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3/19/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.438 | "Put These in Your Pipe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I thought of something to say here
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3/18/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.439 | "We Are All in This Together"
Typed draft.
First line: Sunset still rides through town
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3/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.440 | "Closing Remarks"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretty soon, spring flowers whisper
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3/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.440 | "Questions for Mother Jones"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Please, during dinner, may we turn away from
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3/13/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.441 | "Routine Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nothing hit the world last night, and this morning
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3/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.441 | "Story You Have to Know I Have to Tell
You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They made a wolf out of sheet iron
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3/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.442 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The world isnt serious. Its a rumor
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3/14/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.443 | "Story I Have to Tell You"
Typed draft.
First line: They made a wolf out of sheet iron
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3/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.444 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A pipe says its hollow note in the wind
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3/15/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.445 | "How a River Begins"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bead of water hanging from a rock
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3/12/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.446 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It came to me that the mountains ahve already
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3/10/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.446 | "Bad Blood"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody judges us. Out here in the mountains
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3/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.447 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Me? I came later. Thats why
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3/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.447 | "Connections"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They curl around, making a valley
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3/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.448 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It will all escape us if wee look away
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3/11/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.449 | "Getting Going"
Typed draft.
First line: My hand slides around hangers looking for
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3/5/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.450 | "Our Leaders Are Making an Important
Decision"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They try a different color, move it around
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3/8/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.451 | "Junk Mail"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If it says Important, Urgent, Look
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3/7/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.452 | "Way I Do It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To think I hold my head and roll it
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3/3/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.453 | "Farewell, Age Ten"
Handwritten draft.
First line: While the owner looks away I touch the rabbit
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3/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.453 | "Where You Were Born"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What you leave is the front porch in the evening
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3/2/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.454 | "Delta #756"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Except for an extra, slight glance at his friend
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3/1/1992 |
Box: 34 | 92.455 | "Malheur Before Dawn"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An owl sound wandered along the road with me
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3/1/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.1 | "Center of the World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My vest carries around this warm
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8/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.2 | "Big Bang"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A shudder goes through the universe, even
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8/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.3 | "Keeping Fit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just breathe, we keep telling each other
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8/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.3 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In late talk, or maybe during a storm
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8/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.4 | "Inhabiting a Song"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere back of my throat a tune
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8/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.5 | "Some People"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people, they hurt, or they feel low, and
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8/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Under this mountain another mountain waits
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8/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.6 | "Some People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some people, they hurt, or they feel low, and
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8/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.7 | "Any P.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear time trickling through the clock
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8/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.8 | "Haycutters"
Typed draft.
First line: Time tells them. They go along touching
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8/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.9 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Andy, he lived up where the cold comes from
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7/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.10 | "Haycutters"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They try to know exactly when to cut hay
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8/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Andy, he lived away up where the cold came from
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7/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.12 | "Grandfather (The Way It Is)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a thread you follow
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8/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.12 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day people around me reveal that they live in
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8/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.13 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Individual junipers... (prose)
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7/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.13 | "Living on the Plains"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Carefully, sending leaves always toward the sun
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7/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.14 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some little slice of each day is my own
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7/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.15 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Through days and weeks, and sometimes
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7/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.16 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They waved from the end of the drive
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7/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.16 | "To Be Whispered in the Dusk"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the few benches in the bakery
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7/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.17 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This whispered shell, stroked every morning
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7/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When it is evening a thin voice
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7/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.19 | "Ways to Live"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In India in their lives they happen
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7/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.19 | "Having it be tomorrow (Ways to
Live)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day, holding its lantern before it
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7/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.19 | "Being Nice and Old (Ways to
Live)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After the job is done old people
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7/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.20 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Retired, you begin to notice...
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6/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.21 | "At a Country House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time presses its face against the grass
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7/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.21 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: For every pleasure and guided celebration
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7/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.22 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Eyes believe if light says so, but light
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7/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The limit I test is an inner one. When I was young
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7/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.23 | "You Know Who Owns All This?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time owns all this, built it rock
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7/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees, the people of God, live by their hold on earth
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7/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.24 | "Where to Play"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Not where tigers live, or where their eyes
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7/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.25 | "Looking In"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A candle waits. Light goes forth, a room
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7/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain people. They advanced toward acting
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7/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.26 | "You Reading This, Stop"
Typed draft.
First line: Dont just stay tangled up in your life
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.27 | "Framing a Book"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Paper, please accept this life of mine
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7/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: These mountains dont care who you are
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7/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some trees act out their whole history. They
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7/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.30 | "What They Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Kansas wind
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7/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.31 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fnally they cant lift what history
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7/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.32 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its the same song after midnight comes, now
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7/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.32 | "What They Say"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Wind, as you know, has a style in mind
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7/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.33 | "Eighty"
Typed draft.
First line: To get there, Time arrives dragging its own
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6/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.34 | "Eighty"
Typed draft.
First line: Remembering takes too long. Bundle the years
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7/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.35 | "Being Eighty"
Typed draft.
First line: No big deal, anyone could do it
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7/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.36 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With angels we are able to travel into
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6/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.37 | "Being Eighty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: No big deal - anyone could do it
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7/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.37 | "Eighty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Remembering takes too long. Bundle the years
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7/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.38 | "From This Lookout Point"
Typed draft.
First line: The cast here, in order of disappearance, were
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5/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.39 | "From This Lokout Point"
Typed draft.
First line: The cast here, in order of disappearance, were
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5/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.40 | "You Cant See It, But"
Typed draft.
First line: Under the earth a great river has found
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10/24/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.41 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Then this day comes, the one with
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6/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.41 | "Eighty"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Youll be there. Time arrives, dragging its own
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6/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.42 | "Is This Feeling About the West
Real?"
Typed draft.
First line: All their lives out here certain people know
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10/26/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.43 | "From the Wild People"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of us have chosen to live among
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10/24/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.44 | "6756 contd."
Typed draft.
First line: Now and then one stirs when nobody
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.45 | "Drum, Heart, Mother"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My course in drumming, a nine-month
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6/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.46 | "Crossing Our Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the time when I move its for
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6/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.47 | "Moment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your face, it shows the suffering, he said
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6/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.48 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hes a rawhide braider
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6/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.49 | "Godiva Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shes a big country. Her undulations
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6/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.50 | "At Camp Miminagish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This will keep on going, you know -
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.51 | "Crossing Our Ground"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Part of the time when I move its for
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6/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.52 | "Those Mushrooms Down By the
River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our mushrooms convene early mornings
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6/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.53a&b | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meeting: Root Out Some Grief
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6/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.54 | "Signals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Even at midnight sometimes a bird wakes up
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6/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.55 | "At Camp Miminagish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water sparkles the river down
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.56 | "At Camp Miminagish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This will keep on going, you know
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.57 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: David Whetstone
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.58 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: at the chapel, Camp Miminagish
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6/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.59 | "Flowers Were Part of His Time"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That path over there was the wagon
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6/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.60 | "From the Big Timber Workshop
(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We will enrich, deepen, enlarge
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6/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.61 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The goddess in relation to dance
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One raven stretched its wing at first sun
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.62 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bird sings carefully just before night
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.63 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Here, you need a shadow. It is all right
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6/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.64 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We had snakes under every rock
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6/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.65 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you come to the end of a ditch...
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9/5/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.66 | "Not Being Omnipotent"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Any time something blocks part of a stream
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9/5/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.67 | "Being Alive"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the waterfront, getting older all the time
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9/6/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.68 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This river plunges, but not fast enough
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6/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.69 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you just think...
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6/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.70 | "Godiva Country"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Shes a big country. Her undulations
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6/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.71 | "Drum, Heart, Mother, River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My mothers heartbeat for nine months paced on
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6/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.72 | "Those Mushrooms Down By the
River"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets be quiet today.
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6/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.73 | "In My Heart I Believe (poem by Emily
Pray)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The gods and goddesses
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.74 | "Moment"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Tired, she looked so tired. And he said
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6/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.75 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seven rejections
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6/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.76 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A Winter of Days
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.77 | "At Camp Miminagish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water sparkles the river down
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.78 | "Jeremiah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere up there God has poised
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6/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.79 | "Jeremiah"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere up there God has poised
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6/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.80 | "At Camp Miminagish"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Water sparkles the river down
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6/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.81 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A face moved in the mirror. Was it there
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6/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.82 | "What Happens Next"
Typed draft.
First line: Little trees will get bigger. The mountains
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6/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.83 | "Fish Like Water, Birds Like Air"
Typed draft.
First line: You breathe, you dream. Then time comes
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6/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.84 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That country has often helped its animals
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6/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.84 | "A Valley Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes you are looking at an empty valley like this
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6/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.85 | "What Happens Next"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Little trees get big. Mountains
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6/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.86 | "Fish Like Water, Birds Like Air"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fish like water
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6/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.86 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: They expect another they know - they meet
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6/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.87 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now even the rocks hunker down for my
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6/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.88 | "It Will Be Hard to Get Past Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And anyway you can stop for a little while
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6/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.88 | "You Standing There"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the next place where you stop
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6/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.89 | "Wolf Point / Nobody cares..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Nobody cares if you stop here. You can
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6/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.89 | "First Ones Here"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyway, when the first people came through here
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6/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.90 | "Heritage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of those broken statues without any
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5/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.91 | "That Other Town / Heritage"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of those broken statues without any
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5/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.92 | "Studio Work"
Typed draft.
First line: In a basement room they run a film of history
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1/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.93 | "Rx"
Typed draft.
First line: Lead, that sullen metal, can protect
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1/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.94 | "Awareness"
Typed draft.
First line: We live near the San Andreas Fault
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1/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.95 | "Old Glory"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It got so any breeze would stir
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1/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.96 | "Somewhere in Heaven"
Handwritten draft.
First line: And remember how steadfast the shadows
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3/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.97 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Beyond Reference, beyond any information
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3/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.98 | "Were in This Together"
Typed draft.
First line: A cord you cant break
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1/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.99 | "Provincial"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Day, night, storms, the seasons - only these
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3/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.100 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: New realizations come. Your name stays, but you change
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3/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We decided to go back all the way
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3/30/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.101 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the river sounds like people talking
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3/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.102 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: He spoke right. He spoke to win
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3/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.103 | "Going Out"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One stops. One lets the silence flow
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4/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.104 | "Eating the Map"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes you see a wild flower chinning itself on the edge
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4/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.105 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Plain paper means, Tell me
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4/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.106 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have you thought how careful every
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4/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.107 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That morning some tree will sigh and
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4/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.108 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like the robin said, its OK around here
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4/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.108 | "In This Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You turn into a character, no matter how hard
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4/29/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.108 | "Talk After Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some (metaphor) bird
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4/29/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.109 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It was a day to stand aside. No river would
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4/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.110 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That whole year, so shadowed, arched, and wide
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4/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.111 | "When We Moved to That Prairie
TOwn"
Typed draft.
First line: Days kept hemorrhaging afternoons
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2/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.112 | "Learning from the Animals"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A soft sound of an animals fur in the dark
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5/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.113 | "Mushrooms"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A forest may disappear, and a grassland
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5/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.114 | "Quo Vadis"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sometimes I choose a cloud and let it
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5/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.114 | "From This Lookout Point"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The cast here, in order of disappearance, were
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5/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.115 | "From This Lookout Point"
Typed draft.
First line: The cast here, in order of disappearance, were
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5/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.116 | "From This Lookout Point"
Typed draft.
First line: The cast here, in order of disappearance, were
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5/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.117 | "Viewpoint"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up there where I come from
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5/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.117 | "Against This Sign / You Reading This:
Stop"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You reading this: stop. It just gets
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5/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: That extra care for the appearance of carelessness
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5/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.118 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lean into this. Begin to allow all
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5/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.119 | "Tennisplatz p.68"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Many trees kind of nudge each other. And grass
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5/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.119 | "Stammtisch p.34"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In our town, too, when they got together
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5/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.120 | "Figures Before, Mountains Behind"
Typed draft.
First line: Some of them try for
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5/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.121 | "Stop, Look, Listen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This wood Im carved in came from
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5/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.121 | "Stop, Look, Listen"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This is this poem speaking. The wood Im carved in
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5/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.122 | "Time for Serenity, Anyone?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I like to live in the sound of water
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5/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.122 | "Mountain-size Blunders: What Poort Planning
Can Do"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You wouldnt happen to need any rocks, would you?
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5/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.123 | "Whats the hurry? Stop here
awhile"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our ancestors used to stop here (this was before
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5/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.123 | "Emily, This Place, and You"
Handwritten draft.
First line: She got out of the car here one day
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5/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.124 | "Guests at Our House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come wide-eyed and listening. Their extra
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5/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.125 | "Guests at Our House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They come wide-eyed and listening. Their extra
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5/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.126 | "Guests at Our House"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They will come wide-eyed and listening. Their extra
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5/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: During a thunderstorm in the mountains
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1/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.127 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: While time keeps trying, even those early years
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1/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.128 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sun gives that morning touch then waits
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1/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.128 | "Getting Along"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A telephone line will carry a truth
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1/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.129 | "Bill Baedeker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Ive done Spain, in a little car - found
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1/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.129 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All my life the wind has been telling me that
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1/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.130 | "In This Dark World, and Wide
(poem)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Down any dark valley... (prose)
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2/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.131 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today it is a stump, an old one, gray
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2/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.132 | "Inscribed on a Prayer Wheel and
Spun"
Typed draft.
First line: Days bury days, then weeks, months, years
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1/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.133 | "Regional Report"
Typed draft.
First line: Mostly places without people dont have me
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2/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.134 | "Windows"
Typed draft.
First line: One morning time was just going along
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2/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.135 | "Windows"
Typed draft.
First line: One morning time was just going along
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2/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.136 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You cant see the trees at night, but
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2/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.136 | "Getting With It"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An avalanche doesnt usually wait around
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2/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.137 | "Mein Kampf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In those reaches of the night when your thoughts
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.137 | "Things That Hurt Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Turn into pearls
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.138 | "Mein Kampf"
Typed draft.
First line: In those reaches of the night when your thoughs
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.138 | "Things That Hurt Me"
Typed draft.
First line: Turn into pearls
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.139 | "Me?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Im an old gate
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.139 | "Kept Around in the Attic"
Handwritten draft.
First line: This trunk or big suitcase
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.140 | "Me?"
Typed draft.
First line: Im an old gate
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.140 | "Kept Around in the Attic"
Typed draft.
First line: This trunk or big suitcase
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2/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.141 | "Regional Report"
Typed draft.
First line: Mostly, places without people dont have me
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2/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.142 | "At Mountain Meadow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cedar trees trust themselves carefully downhill
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2/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.142 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Disappointment: my lies didnt go far enough
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2/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.143 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This light seems to come toward you. If you
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1/29/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.144 | "Inscribed on a Prayer Wheel and Spun, for
President Clinton"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days bury days, then weeks, months, years
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1/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a summer day in the garden I will bow
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1/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.145 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A wind comes. Leaves applaud. Aspens
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1/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.146 | "Wyoming Storm"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Somewhere someone has turned something on
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1/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.146 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its easy, the wind says, I just relax
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1/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.147 | "Awareness"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We live on the San Andreas Fault
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1/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.148 | "Putting the Sonnet to Work"
Typed draft.
First line: Pack your heavy suitcase
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1/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.149 | "Charades"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows in the wind act out afraid.
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1/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.149 | "Cro-Magnon"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Catch and let go, leaves take sunlight
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1/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.150 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You could say, or even write it down
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1/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.150 | "Putting the Sonnet to Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pack up your heavy suitcase
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1/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.151 | "Last Class"
Typed draft.
First line: They crowd near. If you look at them
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1/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.152 | "Only a Signal"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Into thin air, my home
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1/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.152 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: The muscles around the mouth dont like
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1/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.153 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Your face conceals another face, they say
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1/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.154 | "What We Did in the War"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In all countries we had our legions. When enemies
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5/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.155 | "What Current Does to Human
Beings"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They lengthen, bend, let go and drift
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5/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.156a | "Angel Oak Im Any Old Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Live oaks that survived wait for
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3/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.156b | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The poem that is yours
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3/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.157 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At 5 this morning..
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4/30/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.158 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One piece of time fell in our garden
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5/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.159 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lets begin by a path that ends and then
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5/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.160 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Send Hummingbirds
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5/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.161 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Seeing four people together...
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5/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.162 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Someone who feels this side wind...
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5/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.163 | "(prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: Seeing four people together...
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5/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.164 | "(prose)"
Typed draft.
First line: ...of you, you equal beings,...
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5/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.165 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Only the human weakness...
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5/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.166 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Geoffrey Wolff lecture
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5/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.167 | "Slow News from Our Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt that the blossoms fall, Ezra
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5/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.168 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Suppose all they say is true. No indictment
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5/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.169 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One color here was mever seen
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5/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.170 | "Some People KNow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain hunger at times sharpens abruptly
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5/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.171 | "Some People KNow"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A certain hunger at times sharpens abruptly
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5/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.172 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do I like some people with monstrous
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5/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.173a,b,c | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Notes on Cynthia Ozick lecture, etc.
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5/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.174 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look, I enter the city
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.175 | "Slow News from Our Place"
Handwritten draft.
First line: It isnt that the blossoms fall, Ezra
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5/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.176 | "Certain People: 1"
Typed draft.
First line: You can see these people in any crowd
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12/6/1992 |
Box: 35 | 93.177 | "Certain People: 2"
Typed draft.
First line: Interrupted, they turn, glaring
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4/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.178 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Like statues come to life, a personage at a
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4/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.179 | "Certain People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Interrupted, they glance lowering
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4/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.180 | "Where We Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fog made some of the world far away
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4/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.181 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We stretch afternoons, dry them
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4/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.182 | "This Morning / Where We Are"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Fog made some of the world far away
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4/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.183 | "A.M."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Time drips from the clock and forms
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4/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.183 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: With a gaze that knows
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4/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.184 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a crash, God suddenly raises the stakes
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4/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.184 | "Afterwards"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly you look back and say, well, OK. Things might have
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4/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.185 | "Eating the Map"
Typed draft.
First line: Sometimes you see a wild flower chin itself on the edge
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4/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.186 | "Eating the Map"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the edge of any pavement flowers chin themselves
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4/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.187 | "Oldfashioned"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Rain keeps falling. You can be sure of night
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4/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.187 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Take the big places, mountain, plateau, valley
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4/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.188 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You hear part of a story sometimes - theres
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4/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.189 | "Going By"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every year new leaves and the old
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4/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.189 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that today has come, lets climb
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4/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.190 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Let me loose from this tide. It cant become
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4/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.191 | "In the Main Art Museum"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A tiny voice flutters by a spiderweb. That voice
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4/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.191 | "Its Like This"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We always have to go back when time opens
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4/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.192 | "Leaving the Island"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Anyway, a few sparrows will come by
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4/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.192 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those little teeth would save civilization
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4/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.193a | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Low, where nobody can reach, and then
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4/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.193a | "Crusoe"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My ocean extends far enough. No island
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4/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.193b | "Die Like a Dog"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A still pond pond goes level. It reflects whatever
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4/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.194 | "No Praise, No Blame"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What have the clouds done today? You cant
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4/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.195 | "Dull, Dull, Dull"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Some of us clouds are too fat. Our style
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4/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.196 | "Sometimes, Reading"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Theres a hollow place
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3/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.197 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When they ask you a question, you think
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3/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.198 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Spanish moss looms in the woods, greens
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3/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.199 | "Real People"
Typed draft.
First line: Trees are afraid of storms. Even oaks
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3/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.200 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: One scene, a person is leaving the stage
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3/16/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.200 | "Real People"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Trees are afraid of storms. Even oaks
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3/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.201 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On a really good map they take away the names
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3/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.201 | "Ars Poetica"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Improving gold, improving pearls, enhancing
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3/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.202 | "No Praise, No Blame"
Typed draft.
First line: What have the clouds been up to today? You cant
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4/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.203 | "Pretty Good Day"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Pretty soon light begins. Before that there wont
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3/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.204 | "Just Thinking"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window
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3/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.204 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you were ever entirely there, someone
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3/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.205 | "Angel Oak Im Any Old Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at me. My family are gone. I am old and alone
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3/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.206 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Reading yesterday...
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3/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.207a,b | "Outside This Room (prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One turns at that brick by the door..
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3/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.208 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Leaning toward ones own part ruins balance
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3/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.208 | "Why?"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Why do some stores on Main Street have broken windows?
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3/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.209 | "Angel Oak Im Any Old Tree"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Look at me. My family are gone. I am old and alone.
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3/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.210 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: History keeps on, though often it is sorry
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3/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.211 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Can body language...
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3/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.212 | "At the Coast"
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the edge our life clings close
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3/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.213 | "Filling a Need"
Handwritten draft.
First line: If you go east along along Main Street you see
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3/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.214 | "At the Timber Summit"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The trouble is
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3/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.215 | "Signaling at Evening from a Tree at the End
of Our Block"
Handwritten draft.
First line: After that one cedar and its collected darkness a shadow
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3/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.216 | "Overheard in a Junkyard"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lots of tires go around together
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3/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.217 | "Library Tour"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a library, were all dumb
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3/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.218 | "Windows"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One morning time was just going along
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2/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.219 | ""
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was an island. It dissolved away
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2/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.220 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There was an island. It dissolved away
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2/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.221 | "end of 6975"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Cold will win, you know
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2/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.222 | "(prose)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: I didnt exist before I was born, either
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2/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.223 | "Getting Along Together"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What these rocks heard they
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2/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.223 | "Ignore Me"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Willows keep ready, in case a wind
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2/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.224 | "Sayings of the Blind"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Feeling Is Believing
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2/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.225 | "Being a Person"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stand alongside a river. Invoke the owls
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2/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.226 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stars take turns, this month Jupiter
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2/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.227 | "When It Rains the Road Gets Wet"
Typed draft.
First line: A kid grew up ugly...
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1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.228 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: All over our state grass feels cold
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2/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.228 | "Under That Other Sky When We Moved to That
Prairie Town"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Every day time kept hemorrhaging the afternoons
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2/10/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Meanwhile hooded, blinkered from knowing, live
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2/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.229 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is out there, too great for people to see
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2/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.230 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Most leaves hurry past our yard. And slowly
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2/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.231 | "Mein Kampf"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We thought we lied. Our lives never caught up
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2/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.231 | "Regional Report"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly, places without people dont have me
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2/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.232 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Hold thin Ice up to the light
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2/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.233 | "In April"
Handwritten draft.
First line: What the sky heard, from open throats
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2/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.233 | "What It Takes"
Handwritten draft.
First line: To be a mountain you have to climb alone
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2/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.234 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a hood of snow our mountain waits, drawn upward
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1/30/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.234 | "Sunday"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now keeps coming in the door. Then
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1/31/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.235 | "In This Big Room"
Handwritten draft.
First line: My days are played on Dolby B. Stereo,
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2/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.235 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: On the high road winter will stride
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2/1/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.236 | "Writing It Down"
Handwritten draft.
First line: We pitied our unkle and the odd face
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2/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.237 | "Studio Work"
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a basement room they run a film of history
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1/24/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.238 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My shovel may discover diamonds that
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1/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.238 | "Evidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: About that face, it slowly released
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1/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.238 | "Evidence"
Handwritten draft.
First line: First, this face - history did it
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1/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.239 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain tall people have picked up cheap
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1/19/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.240 | "Retirement"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Those flakes, every one, hit
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1/20/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.241 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can have roses. You can train
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1/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.242 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Strange calls came after dark, as they always do
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1/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.242 | "Were in This Together"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A law you cant break
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1/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.243 | "Notes for the Program"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just the ordinary days, please
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1/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.243 | "Style"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mary Junes brother Willard always had
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1/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.244 | "Rx"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Lead, that sullen metal, can protect
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1/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.245 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It takes a while for time to smooth itself
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1/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.246 | "Last Class"
Handwritten draft.
First line: They crowd near. If you look at them
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1/5/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.247 -LB1 | "(last poem)"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Are you Mr William Stafford?
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8/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.248 -LB2 | "You Reading This, Be Ready"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Starting here, what do you want to remember?
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8/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.248 -LB2 | "At Fourth and Main in Liberal, Kansas,
1932"
Handwritten draft.
First line: An instant sprang at me, a winter instant
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8/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.249 -LB3 | "Joes Corner"
Handwritten draft.
First line: That is his jacket. These are
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8/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.249 -LB3 | "Home State"
Handwritten draft.
First line: You can see mountains propped there
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8/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.249 -LB3 | "At noon comes the lift..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: At noon came the lift - sunlight
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8/25/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.250 -LB4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Thin with ink flowed for meaning
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8/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.250 -LB4 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: When you fall you feel Mexico again
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8/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.251 -LB5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: A bear is thinking of me. something has
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8/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.251 -LB5 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Angry, I gnash my tusk
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8/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.251 -LB5 | "Review of Forche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: One of Sandburgs lines
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8/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.252 -LB6 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There are words the pen wont write, phrases
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8/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.253 -LB7 | "Reluctant Survey"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Up to now it hasnt been very hard
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8/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.254 -LB8 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: At first when you hear it, a little tap
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8/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.254 -LB8 | "Review of Forche"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Against Forgetting, the book says...
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8/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.255 -LB9 | "Shrugging It Off"
Typed draft.
First line: In late talk, or maybe during a storm
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8/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.256 -LB10 | "Inhabiting a Song"
Typed draft.
First line: Somewhere back of my throat a tune
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8/8/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.257 -LB11 | "November"
Handwritten draft.
First line: From the sky in the form of snow
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8/6/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.257 -LB11 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Have the reserve of deep water. Hold
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8/7/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.258 -LB12 | "On the Pacific"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At the beach time feels like silk. It
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7/26/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.259 -LB13 | "Some People"
Typed draft.
First line: Some people, they hurt, or they feel low, and
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8/4/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.260 -LB14 | "Grandfather The Way It Is"
Typed draft.
First line: Theres a thread you follow. It goes among
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8/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.260 -LB14 | untitled
Typed draft.
First line: Every day people around me reveal that they live in
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8/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.261 -LB15 | "People Who Are Alive"
Typed draft.
First line: Beyond any fence, the people who are alive
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6/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.262 -LB16 | "Accounting for My Life"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A divide comes in a life. At first you
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8/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.263 -LB17 | "Our Way Those Days Before These
Days"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Today a kind of sound shadow lulls along our street
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7/30/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.264 -LB18 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In a few more years, if they ever happen
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7/29/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.265 -LB19 | "Barriers"
Handwritten draft.
First line: The big hand goes along gathering up
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7/23/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.266 -LB20 | "Sooner or Later"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Out there in the big lip-smacking waves
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7/22/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.267 -LB21 | "Good Ways to Live Ways to Live 4"
Handwritten draft.
First line: At night outside it all moves or
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7/21/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.268 -LB22 | "In Exile, Years Later at a Party"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our talk, Cheyenne, slid westward
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7/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.269 -LB23 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: In the night after we all sleep
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7/18/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.270 -LB24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Just before the main idea at night
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7/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.270 -LB24 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Certain sparrows that we wont name
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7/17/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.271 -LB25 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: We hear more than is there. And we see a face
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7/14/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.271 -LB25 | "Gold"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Mostly it doesnt come knocking at your door
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7/15/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.272 -LB26 | "Hunger"
Handwritten draft.
First line: When its your own pain, you notice it
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7/13/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.273 -LB27 | "Coercion"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Stone doesnt want anything to happen
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6/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.273 -LB27 | "Its heavy to drag..."
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its heavy to drag, this big sack of what
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6/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.274 -LB28 | "Bull Trout"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Whats there Ill eat. Little stuff, big stuff
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5/30/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.274 -LB28 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: My front window is like watching a big
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5/30/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.275 -LB29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Days quell each other. Clouds prowl
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5/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.275 -LB29 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its just that you wince forever
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5/29/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.276 -LB30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Our tribe grew up when The Earth heard the old
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5/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.276 -LB30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: This road curves because God doesnt like
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5/27/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.276 -LB30 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Its a secret, but some Forest Service people
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5/28/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.277 -LB31 | "Billy Baedeker"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Robins wake, trying to remember
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5/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.277 -LB31 | "In This World"
Handwritten draft.
First line: How does one kindly lean away?
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5/12/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.278 -LB32 | "Our Street"
Handwritten draft.
First line: A few leaves go by, that little
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1/11/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.279 -LB33 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: It is hard for me to believe I am still living here in
tomorrow
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3/9/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.280 -LB34 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Sue Carol didnt approve of mornings. They came
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3/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.280 -LB34 | "Mentioned in Passing "
Handwritten draft.
First line: Now that William Staffords life has entered the stage of
Mocksha
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3/3/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.281 -LB35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: There in the picture you can see, there
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3/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.281 -LB35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: From an old record voices come back. They scratch
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3/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.281 -LB35 | untitled
Handwritten draft.
First line: Inflated children cross the stage, descend
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3/2/1993 |
Box: 35 | 93.282 -LB36 | "Thinking about Retiring - Really"
Handwritten draft.
First line: Recently when I stood in chapel...
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Names and SubjectsReturn to Top
Subject Terms
- Pacifism--Poetry.
- Pacifism--United States.
- Poetry -- Authorship.
- Poetry -- Study and teaching.
- Poetry--20th century.
- Poets, American--20th century.
- World War, 1939-1945 -- Conscientious objectors -- United States.
Personal Names
- Stafford, Dorothy
- Stafford, William, 1914-1993--Archives
Corporate Names
- Lewis & Clark College (Portland, Or.)
Geographical Names
- Kansas.
- Oregon.
Other Creators
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Personal Names
- Stafford, Kim (creator)