October 1, 1951

Nocturne

By Edgar Bogardus and Wade Donahoe

There is no movement but removes the night; there is no movement but returns the night. Folly, Possession, and Absence, in the ascending scale of death, posture for each other […]

October 1, 1951

Father

By James Wright

At paradise I placed my foot into the boat and said: Who prayed for me?         But only dip of oar In water similar to fog on a cold shore Sounded; […]

October 1, 1951

Volutes

By Harold Norse

All day, its guns saluting in our ears, the turquoise water pounded purple rocks, beaten like tall drums. Fasten the years, ah, batten them down fast, the pounding years that […]

October 1, 1951

Lonely

By James Wright

I used to see her in the door, Lifting up her hand to wave To citizens, or pass the hour With neighboring wives who did not have Anything more than […]

October 1, 1951

Aubade

By Anthony Hecht

Morning has come at last. The rational light Discovers even the humblest thing that yearns For heaven; from its scaled and shadeless height, Figures its difficult way among the ferns, […]

October 1, 1951

The Photograph

By Harold Norse

1. This little square of time, this black and white emblem—all other things are shaded, only this square is not. Only this rude rectangle argues the absolute. Here in the […]