—: Paradigm (1929) :— I have only You have Comma Dream I had often You had Stop Wish I love You love Apostrophe Sleep
—: Molka (1929) :— Very early flowers for spring guessing are for your very early love the know before hand fruit Very early fruit for your careful to pick before hand flowers is summer knowing love and sleep Becomes a very very early knowing flowers are guessing at very very early fruit are knowing because very very early Weep
—: Song Of A Fallen Thing (1930) :— Rightly the light clear the sun sheer light of all bright going never to the tight hold the sharp bold grasp will come drum of air thump the way set ever since the way began when ran ever the day clear the night bright light of being where the thing is seen or ever go never know in emptiness will fill until the ever known there has grown pile on pile higher till the thing seen grown into the low unrest of steady days that stay instead of many ways the happy lost that loose again the stop and stoop stumbling of the chain when light on light brightly burns night to night bravely turns, “turn too,” my song said the dead have touched and learned.
—: Untitled (1930) :— I know I God knows why Stand in the sun I know why God knows I Have done I know I God knows why Begun
Joseph Rocco (b. 1904), “Born in New York, where he is now living; Revolted at 21 from the teachings of a Franciscan monastery. Has contributed to The Commonweal and The Miscellany.” (Blues Magazine, 1930)
In 1934 was included in the anthology Modern Things, edited by Parker Tyler, and also including “new verse” poets like Marianne Moore, Gertrude Stein, E. E. Cummings, Harold Rosenberg, alongside William Carlos Williams, T. S. Eliot, Ezra Pound & Louis Zukofsky, all of whom associated with the ‘Objectivist’ movement: “Modern Things presents an elect body of work, composed by those who have worked successfully in literary styles for a number of years to the accompaniment of ever-growing critical and general recognition, together with those younger moderns who, not yet intrenched in the libraries with volumes of their own or with anthology reputations… [but] have had successes definitely meriting critical attention. These poems have been collected with applied reference to the unity of a continuous contemporary literary impulse, operating through related and developing modes of writing.” (Tyler, 1934) Lionel Abel, also included in Modern Things, dedicated a poem to Rocco.
—: For Joseph Rocco (1930) :— by Lionel Abel So comely the beginning a road so perplexed turning to starve onward speak of knives and satiety halfway to understanding why has the dark sobbed on your shoulder turning in the road's quest under the mango trees the jewish lads are getting Ph.D.'s the mangoes lie I shall fall suddenly and from the sky.
Epitaph
—: After Joseph Rocco :—
by Dick Whyte
for your multifaceted
role in death
make your peace
giant—
the earth has teeth
sharper
than any dead bug
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Helen Birch Bartlett - 6 Short Poems (1917-27)
—: October in Illinois :— October— A blood-red line, Low in the western sky— Grey everywhere— Cold and clear The frozen yellow fields— Nearness and distance interchangeable— A single rabbit-hawk Rapidly and sharply Winging its way Into the twilight...
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Pauline B. Barrington - "I Was A Year In The Trenches" (1917)
I was a year in the trenches Among the tear and spatter Of shrapnel. Among headless men, twisted men, mad men In masses, Under the scream of shells Blossoming overhead Like flowers of flame in greenish light, In a world of torture, pain and dread...
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—: Dream Song :— Walk with the sun, Dance at high noon; And dream when night falls black; But when the stars Vie with the moon...
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—: Clay :— I wish there were thirteen gods in the sky. One blessing won't do. Or even one god in me. I can't shape this thing alone...
Emily Dickinson - 7 Very Short Poems (1863-1885)
“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only way I know it. Is there any other way.” (in a letter to T. W. Higginson, 1870)...
Gorgeous poems and yours is just the tip of the poem mountains! What a view!
Here is a link to my Grandfather's poem.
http://sullivanweb.me/mystuff/Douro%20Threshing/A%20Douro%20Threshing.pdf
Chris