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somethingdarker ([personal profile] somethingdarker) wrote2010-12-02 08:22 pm

Potential Titles: Late

Echoes of our late insomnia - Alise Alousi "Imitation Spring"

The loneliness of waking late - Julia Alvarez "What We Ask For"

Wrong morning, late train - Hala Alyan "Turnpike // Ghost"

Small love effaced by a late disbelieving - Mary Jo Bang "Begin Here"

Attenuates the hour of late gray - Mary Jo Bang "The Downstream Extremity of the Isle of Swans"

The late prism of the metamorphic world - CM Burroughs "The Vital System"

I called you so late - Julie Byrne "All the Land Glimmered Beneath"

Mad, late children of the year - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

The late patter of heaven - Wo Chan "the shoes"

In the late, grey hours - Arthur Colton "Wayfarers"

The sharing of this woeful late regret - Katherine Eleanor Conway "The Heaviest Cross of All"

Too late ripened by a desperate sun - H.D. "Hermes of the Ways"

Victory comes late - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life XXVI"

With late, celestial face - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life LVI: Melodies Unheard"

Late November's agate-light - Chris Dombrowski "The Roofers Listen to Heart's "Crazy on You" as They Work"

Always occurs too late - Stephen Dunn "A Small Part"

Too late for roses - Michael Earls, S.J. "An Autumn Rose-Tree"

Appalling incantations late have passed - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VII. In a Bar Room"

Two guitars fighting over the same late career Willie Nelson - Sophie Fink "The Dogs Don't Forgive Us"

Too late snatched from the flood - "The Fisherman's Keen, or the Lamentation of O'Donoghue of Affadown ('Roaring Water'), in the west of Co. Cork, for his three sons and his son-in-law, who were drowned" transl. by Anonymous

The late dark cloisters of the grotto - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hokkolen a"

Always late with its light - Ariel Francisco "Insomniami"

Attention fraying in late afternoon light - Marilyn Hacker "Interval"

Their eyes carrying late rooms of light - Mark Irwin "Dear Red"

the late fall's layered sky - Didi Jackson "Fall"

Too late to admit the lost - Allison Eir Jenks "Canvas"

Unravel in the late night - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"

Though too late for antique vows - John Keats "Psyche"

What king must be abroad so late? - Joyce Kilmer "The Twelve-Forty-Five"

Because next year might be too late - David C. Kopaska-Merkel "Not the Home World"

When too late to lock the door - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

mirage of a late world - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

Who lately tried to touch the moon - Eric MacKay "Letter II. Sorrow"

The mechanisms of late capitalism keeping us fed - Meep Matsushima "The Believers"

the salt dark comes late - Pattie McCarthy "outgoing tide--"

The frogs came in their tide in late July - Okwudili Nebeolisa "A Different Farming Tale"

Swallows who are late for school - Pablo Neruda "The Book of Questions: VII" transl. by William O'Daly

A name you can only give too late - Caroline Harper New "The Sargassum Fish"

Showed up too late to a parade - Aimee Nezhukumatathil "Forsythe Avenue Haibun"

To sing me sagas of your late delights - Dorothy Parker "A Certain Lady"

Who late fell a martyr to malice and spleen - James Parkerson "A Poem to the Memory of our late lamented Queen Caroline of England"

Strange mountain in late bloom - Kiki Petrosino "The Shop at Monticello"

Late snow beats with cold white fists - Lola Ridge "Manhattan Lights"

that occur nightly in this late stage of the collapsing - Sam Sax "My Hole. My Whole"

But too late and each alone - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"

This latest means of never needing air - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"

The twilight for the lone late bee - Clinton Scollard "Now's the Time o' Year"

Grow like shadows in the late sun - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"

Disunited orbs that late were atoms - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

Early and late and forever cries out - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

Too late to look for a lost road - Su Tung-p'o "Beginning of Autumn: A Poem to Send to Tzu-yu" transl. by Burton Watson

Stroll where late sunlight turns - Su Tung-p'o "[Mountains shine through forest breaks]" transl. by Burton Watson

Too late to stay the same - Chris Tonelli "from "A Test of Company""

Late harvests gather good fruit - Ts'ao Chih "The Forsaken Wife" transl. by Burton Watson

Answers never come late - Roberta Hill Whiteman "Lines for Marking Time"

Spread a scanty board too late - John Greenleaf Whittier "Greeting"

We haven't heard from the void lately - Charles Wright "The Song from the Other Side of the World"

Air wistful with a few late lavender clusters - Stephen Yenser "Vertumnal [excerpt]"

The bent shadows late in the day - Kevin Young "Halter"

Too late to describe the world - Rachel Zucker "The Death of Everything Even New York"


A flock of blackbirds that only comes back later - Duane Ackerson "What If"

The single sad ribbon of later - Mary Jo Bang "The Elements of Style"

Will later make the illusion seem cruel - Mary Jo Bang "The Trip"

Some feelings are for later - Hannah Ensor and Laura Wetherington "Feel Piece 4"

Still had hopes my later hours to crown - Oliver Goldsmith "Old Age"

Later flowers for the bees - John Keats "To Autumn"

The torrent of the later bloom - Archibald Lampman "June"

Eternity is not later - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

A shout that would later become a song - Alberto Rios "To Mars from Arizona"

Later in star syrup darkness - Lucy A.E. Ward "Haystacks"

And later men appraise me in the quarrels of poets - Humbert Wolfe "Dedication [for Shylock Reasons with Mr. Chesterton]"


Outraced the latest hour of midnight - Mary Jo Bang "The Head of a Dancer"

Latest monarch of a star-crossed line - Maurice Baring "Epitaph

Where the blackbird sings the latest - Ettrick Shepherd "A Boy's Song"

Autumn sheds her latest leaf - Manmohan Ghose "Mentem Mortalia Tangunt"

Now the latest fear - Noah Eli Gordon "Vesuvius"

The withered leaf clings latest to the tree - Quince "Age" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]


Our language in the lateness - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"


Unholy trinity of suburban late-night salvation - Aaron Tyler Hand "Self-Portrait as Combinations Taco Bell/Pizza Hut/KFC"


Last year's late-ripening persimmons - Jane Hirshfield "Counting, This New Year's Morning, What Powers Yet Remain To Me"


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