January 1, 1942

The Long Vacation

By Randall Jarrell

"In a minute the doctor will find out what is wrong And cure me,” the patients think as they wait. They are as patient as their name, and look childishly […]

January 1, 1942

The Skaters

By Randall Jarrell

I stood among my sheep As silent as my staff; Up the sea’s massy floor I saw the skaters pass. Long like the wind, as light I flowed upon their […]

July 1, 1941

Summer Day

By Marguerite Young

Now the white heron streams in pallid motion Shapeless as snow to this earth’s eye, But he in the bright gold light beaming Is motion made all probable. Earth turns, […]

July 1, 1941

The Pattern

By Marguerite Young

Now the rain crow’s crying, now the rose petal falls, And these are two separate pursuits to the end As now the rain crow’s crying, as now the rose Loosens […]

July 1, 1939

Nineteen Thirty-Eight

By John Berryman

Across the frontiers of the helpless worldThe great planes swarm, the carriers of death,Germs in the healthy body of the air,And blast our cities where we stand in talk  By doomed […]

January 1, 1939

The Dandelion Girls

By R. T. S. Lowell

As home-made candles with fuzzy wicksBent birches sprout out of a knobWhere brilliant clouds have surged away —Clouds are luxuriantly grey. Slackly curling below this knobA stagnant brook is stiff […]

January 1, 1939

The Cities’ Summer Death

By R. T. S. Lowell

The summer hospital enframesIn its fashionable windowsBoats brow-beaten by varnished stormsAnd curbed-off grass where no cows browse. Grandfather feathery as thoughtFurls his flurried wrapper and floatsOff his adjustable bedWafted on […]