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"It takes guts to write more poems about peace, war, God and children, but Revell's are so fresh, it's as if he's the first person ever to do it."-Time Magazine
“Revell is a writer of singular talent and ambition . . . he takes the reader to unfamiliar and strange places and, in the process, he creates some of the most beautiful poetry in our language.”—Harvard Review
"To read this selection from Donald Revell's 20-plus years of making poems is to witness the evolution of both an individual poet and the poetics of an entire era."-Boston Review
From The Pennyweight Woods
I ran into the woods to find the red house.
But what is the use of a house without
A planet to put it on? I mean, without Peace?
Until the armies disperse,
It is better to cook my food with broken glass
Than with fire.
The black & white cinema wants to know
Where have they taken our Lord?
The beetle asks the flowers at Beauvoir,
Change is change.
Here is my eye when I was a baby.
It is clean for you now
And for the rest of the family
Helping the sunshine over there.
Excerpted from Pennyweight Windows by Donald Revell Copyright © 2005 by Donald Revell. Excerpted by permission.
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|Central Park South||3|
|Bal des Ardents||10|
|Here to there||15|
|The children's undercroft||22|
|The more lustrous||24|
|The gaza of winter||26|
|Emily Dickinson's mirror, Amherst||31|
|How passion comes to matter||37|
|The northeast corridor||39|
|The new world||41|
|The night orchard||43|
|The Judas nocturne||46|
|The old causes||53|
|New dark ages||58|
|The lesson of the classics||65|
|Anniversary of many cities||68|
|Apart from solitude||73|
|Arranged to meet in Aix||107|
|An instrument also||108|
|A branch of the discipline||111|
|There are three||118|
|To the Lord Protector||119|
|No difference I know they are||131|
|Conforming to the fashions of eternity||135|
|Light lily lily light light lily light||137|
|Nature a corner for me||138|
|July 4th blue diamond||140|
|The stars their perfection||142|
|In the 24 seasons'||146|
|Just having owed||151|
|Elegy a little||152|
|The government of heaven||162|
|To the destroyers of ballots||167|
|For Thomas Traherne||170|
|A new Abelard||180|
|The arts of peace||183|
|The dead in their sleekness||193|
|Visions of the daughters of Albion : a screenplay||199|
|My virtuous pagan||200|
|Vietnam epic treatment||201|
|The bishop's wife||203|
|A green hill far away||204|
|The Celandine creed||206|
|Landscape with Tityrus in Vermont||209|
|Landscape : Coronado||211|
|Landscape with the spirit of Kenneth Koch presiding||213|
|Landscape with free will and predestination||214|
|The pennyweight woods||216|