Potential Titles: N. Scott Momaday
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somethingdarkerStitching patches of color to the earth - N. Scott Momaday "Ago"
The pale angle of time and eternity - N. Scott Momaday "Angle of Geese"
Rending incision into countless surfaces - N. Scott Momaday "The Bear"
The windless noon's hot glare - N. Scott Momaday "The Bear"
Heard the cry subside in vacant skies - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
In the vibrant wake of utterance - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
No peace inheres but solitude - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
Till cormorants returned my eyes - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
Where evening would obscure our sorrow - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
No shimmering deceptions of the sun - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
The cold unhindered swell of time - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
The void is calendared in stone - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
Shimmering under the fluency of skies - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Skies radiant with crystal light - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Distant islands in the field of time - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Standing stones form distant islands - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Turn inward on a wall of books - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Those that have dislodged my dreams - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
That swarm into the shadows of legend - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Refracted into the prisms of the past - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
The faint laughter of ghosts - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Through planes and prisms of rain - N. Scott Momaday "The Blind Astrologers"
Rutted roads run away to nowhere - N. Scott Momaday "A Darkness Comes"
The wind burns my wishes on the air - N. Scott Momaday "A Darkness Comes"
Broken windmills mark distances of despair - N. Scott Momaday "A Darkness Comes"
Shine in beaten gold and glory - N. Scott Momaday "Death Comes for Beowulf"
Tangled in twists of pine and oak - N. Scott Momaday "The Death of Sitting Bear"
The shivering colors of the Arctic night - N. Scott Momaday "The Death of Sitting Bear"
A music of sagebrush and bluebonnetts - N. Scott Momaday "Death Song"
Frolic among butterflies and hawks - N. Scott Momaday "Death Song"
Malice in the eyes of the eagle - N. Scott Momaday "Dichos"
All the prisms of the air converged - N. Scott Momaday "Dichos"
Arrange the facets of stained glass into story - N. Scott Momaday "The Dragon of Saint-Bertrand-De-Comminges"
Bears witness to the veiled truth of myth - N. Scott Momaday "The Dragon of Saint-Bertrand-De-Comminges"
The shiver of the mirrored moon - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
Stand mysterious among the stars - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
Conspire in the invention of belonging - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
The crowded habitation of the mind - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
Whose imagination flares in the void - N. Scott Momaday "Fire"
The fading moon and the vanguard of the sun - N. Scott Momaday "The First Day"
Mountains rising black from the underworld - N. Scott Momaday "The First Day"
Images that leapt through time - N. Scott Momaday "The Galleries"
Engulfed in the perfect night of millennia - N. Scott Momaday "The Galleries"
Upon the glacial face of the sky - N. Scott Momaday "The Great Fillmore Street Buffalo Drive"
Go among the tracks of the bear - N. Scott Momaday "In the Forest"
Keep alive the holy fires - N. Scott Momaday "In the Forest"
In a blue surround of celestial light - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
White hot in the shimmer of mirage - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
Standing still in the glitter of ancient glass - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
A rattlesnake slithers among the stones - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
Vague margins of advancing rain - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Behold crystals of the sailing sun - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Ribbons of shade and eclipse - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Beautiful in the whispers of the wind - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
The rhythms of serpentine rivers - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Bearing you across a ridge of dreams - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Keeping the beat of burning rain - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Apparitions ranging along a crooked creek - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Leaning into hollows of silence - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Deep in the shadow of distance - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Wolves rising to the tooth of the moon - N. Scott Momaday "The Listener"
The voices of wolves ring into the void - N. Scott Momaday "The Listener"
Vagrant ducks skidding on the pond - N. Scott Momaday "Meditation on Wilderness"
The hours dissolve in time - N. Scott Momaday "Meditation on Wilderness"
A quick line taut in the mind - N. Scott Momaday "The Mythic Harpoon"
Tethered to the tumult there - N. Scott Momaday "The Mythic Harpoon"
In the blue serenity of the freeze - N. Scott Momaday "Nenets"
Receive food in the season of hunger - N. Scott Momaday "Northern Dawn"
Has touched the rim of eternity - N. Scott Momaday "Northern Dawn"
Among the prisms of the air - N. Scott Momaday "Nous Avons Vu La Mer"
Our hands have shaped perfect silences - N. Scott Momaday "Nous Avons Vu La Mer"
The language of signs and pigments - N. Scott Momaday "Pigments"
The wind bending the reeds westward - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
If my mute heart expresses me - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
The silence of deep canyons - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
I could tell of the splintered sun - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
Could articulate the night sky - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
A vagrant shadow in the trees - N. Scott Momaday "A Presence in the Trees"
Almost in the apology of creation - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
The measure of the heart's broken pulse - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
To contemplate an unforgiving history - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
The difference between clouds and their reflections - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
On nights of the spilling moon - N. Scott Momaday "Revenant"
My horse is the slithering wind - N. Scott Momaday "The Rider of Two Gray Hills"
Bright lightning on obsidian skies - N. Scott Momaday "The Rider of Two Gray Hills"
And silence is your substance - N. Scott Momaday "Shade"
A perfect destiny on a whisper of the wind - N. Scott Momaday "Shade"
Pewter on a porcelain field - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
As dusk ebbs on the plane of night - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
She shears the web of winter - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
Beyond the burden of being - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
Will welcome you with sweetgrass and sage - N. Scott Momaday "Song of Longing"
A silence pulses at her lips - N. Scott Momaday "Spectre"
Lost whispers of the Magdalen - N. Scott Momaday "Spectre"
Await there the setting sun - N. Scott Momaday "To an Aged Bear"
In the fury of the false night - N. Scott Momaday "Torrent"
A silence on the ancient walls - N. Scott Momaday "Torrent"
Dropping amber crystals on the needles of evergreens - N. Scott Momaday "Torrent"
Curves out to an edge of time - N. Scott Momaday "Transparency"
Broken from the world's embrace - N. Scott Momaday "Ultimus"
When I have reckoned time and space - N. Scott Momaday "Ultimus"
The steep flight of dark angels - N. Scott Momaday "War Chronicle"
Ragged children of the ruins - N. Scott Momaday "War Chronicle"
Let sunlight gather in their hollow hands - N. Scott Momaday "War Chronicle"
The strong, deep current of your spirit's voice - N. Scott Momaday "Yahweh to Urset"
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The pale angle of time and eternity - N. Scott Momaday "Angle of Geese"
Rending incision into countless surfaces - N. Scott Momaday "The Bear"
The windless noon's hot glare - N. Scott Momaday "The Bear"
Heard the cry subside in vacant skies - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
In the vibrant wake of utterance - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
No peace inheres but solitude - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
Till cormorants returned my eyes - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
Where evening would obscure our sorrow - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
No shimmering deceptions of the sun - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
The cold unhindered swell of time - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
The void is calendared in stone - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"
Shimmering under the fluency of skies - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Skies radiant with crystal light - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Distant islands in the field of time - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Standing stones form distant islands - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Turn inward on a wall of books - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Those that have dislodged my dreams - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
That swarm into the shadows of legend - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Refracted into the prisms of the past - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
The faint laughter of ghosts - N. Scott Momaday "A Benign Self-Portrait"
Through planes and prisms of rain - N. Scott Momaday "The Blind Astrologers"
Rutted roads run away to nowhere - N. Scott Momaday "A Darkness Comes"
The wind burns my wishes on the air - N. Scott Momaday "A Darkness Comes"
Broken windmills mark distances of despair - N. Scott Momaday "A Darkness Comes"
Shine in beaten gold and glory - N. Scott Momaday "Death Comes for Beowulf"
Tangled in twists of pine and oak - N. Scott Momaday "The Death of Sitting Bear"
The shivering colors of the Arctic night - N. Scott Momaday "The Death of Sitting Bear"
A music of sagebrush and bluebonnetts - N. Scott Momaday "Death Song"
Frolic among butterflies and hawks - N. Scott Momaday "Death Song"
Malice in the eyes of the eagle - N. Scott Momaday "Dichos"
All the prisms of the air converged - N. Scott Momaday "Dichos"
Arrange the facets of stained glass into story - N. Scott Momaday "The Dragon of Saint-Bertrand-De-Comminges"
Bears witness to the veiled truth of myth - N. Scott Momaday "The Dragon of Saint-Bertrand-De-Comminges"
The shiver of the mirrored moon - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
Stand mysterious among the stars - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
Conspire in the invention of belonging - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
The crowded habitation of the mind - N. Scott Momaday "The Essence of Belonging"
Whose imagination flares in the void - N. Scott Momaday "Fire"
The fading moon and the vanguard of the sun - N. Scott Momaday "The First Day"
Mountains rising black from the underworld - N. Scott Momaday "The First Day"
Images that leapt through time - N. Scott Momaday "The Galleries"
Engulfed in the perfect night of millennia - N. Scott Momaday "The Galleries"
Upon the glacial face of the sky - N. Scott Momaday "The Great Fillmore Street Buffalo Drive"
Go among the tracks of the bear - N. Scott Momaday "In the Forest"
Keep alive the holy fires - N. Scott Momaday "In the Forest"
In a blue surround of celestial light - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
White hot in the shimmer of mirage - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
Standing still in the glitter of ancient glass - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
A rattlesnake slithers among the stones - N. Scott Momaday "Jornada del Muerto"
Vague margins of advancing rain - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Behold crystals of the sailing sun - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Ribbons of shade and eclipse - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Beautiful in the whispers of the wind - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
The rhythms of serpentine rivers - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Bearing you across a ridge of dreams - N. Scott Momaday "Lines for My Daughter"
Keeping the beat of burning rain - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Apparitions ranging along a crooked creek - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Leaning into hollows of silence - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Deep in the shadow of distance - N. Scott Momaday "Linguist"
Wolves rising to the tooth of the moon - N. Scott Momaday "The Listener"
The voices of wolves ring into the void - N. Scott Momaday "The Listener"
Vagrant ducks skidding on the pond - N. Scott Momaday "Meditation on Wilderness"
The hours dissolve in time - N. Scott Momaday "Meditation on Wilderness"
A quick line taut in the mind - N. Scott Momaday "The Mythic Harpoon"
Tethered to the tumult there - N. Scott Momaday "The Mythic Harpoon"
In the blue serenity of the freeze - N. Scott Momaday "Nenets"
Receive food in the season of hunger - N. Scott Momaday "Northern Dawn"
Has touched the rim of eternity - N. Scott Momaday "Northern Dawn"
Among the prisms of the air - N. Scott Momaday "Nous Avons Vu La Mer"
Our hands have shaped perfect silences - N. Scott Momaday "Nous Avons Vu La Mer"
The language of signs and pigments - N. Scott Momaday "Pigments"
The wind bending the reeds westward - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
If my mute heart expresses me - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
The silence of deep canyons - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
I could tell of the splintered sun - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
Could articulate the night sky - N. Scott Momaday "Prayer for Words"
A vagrant shadow in the trees - N. Scott Momaday "A Presence in the Trees"
Almost in the apology of creation - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
The measure of the heart's broken pulse - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
To contemplate an unforgiving history - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
The difference between clouds and their reflections - N. Scott Momaday "Remembering Milosz and Esse"
On nights of the spilling moon - N. Scott Momaday "Revenant"
My horse is the slithering wind - N. Scott Momaday "The Rider of Two Gray Hills"
Bright lightning on obsidian skies - N. Scott Momaday "The Rider of Two Gray Hills"
And silence is your substance - N. Scott Momaday "Shade"
A perfect destiny on a whisper of the wind - N. Scott Momaday "Shade"
Pewter on a porcelain field - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
As dusk ebbs on the plane of night - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
She shears the web of winter - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
Beyond the burden of being - N. Scott Momaday "The Snow Mare"
Will welcome you with sweetgrass and sage - N. Scott Momaday "Song of Longing"
A silence pulses at her lips - N. Scott Momaday "Spectre"
Lost whispers of the Magdalen - N. Scott Momaday "Spectre"
Await there the setting sun - N. Scott Momaday "To an Aged Bear"
In the fury of the false night - N. Scott Momaday "Torrent"
A silence on the ancient walls - N. Scott Momaday "Torrent"
Dropping amber crystals on the needles of evergreens - N. Scott Momaday "Torrent"
Curves out to an edge of time - N. Scott Momaday "Transparency"
Broken from the world's embrace - N. Scott Momaday "Ultimus"
When I have reckoned time and space - N. Scott Momaday "Ultimus"
The steep flight of dark angels - N. Scott Momaday "War Chronicle"
Ragged children of the ruins - N. Scott Momaday "War Chronicle"
Let sunlight gather in their hollow hands - N. Scott Momaday "War Chronicle"
The strong, deep current of your spirit's voice - N. Scott Momaday "Yahweh to Urset"
Poet's page at poets.org.
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