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O. [poet c.1852].

Joyce Carol Oates

Achy Obejas.

Brandon O'Brien.

Edward J. O'Brien

Geoffrey G. O'Brien

Octavius: See Frank Chapman Bliss.

Dermot O'Curnan.

Maura O'Dea.

Lydia O'Donnell.

Nannie Power O'Donoghue.

Augusta Davies Ogden.

Omodero David Oghenekaro>

O'Gnive, bard of Shane O'Neill, c.1560.

Thomas O'Hagan.

Frank O'Hara.

Teig Dall O'Higgin c.1566.

Eochadh O'Hosey (or Hussey) 17th century.

Cindy Juyoung Ok.

Cynthia Dewi Oka

dg nanouk okpik.

Porsha Olayiwola.

Old Humphrey.

Sharon Olds.

Christina Olivares.

Jose Olivarez.

Akilah Oliver.

Mary Oliver

Stephen Oliver.

Ismail Yusuf Olumoh.

Matthew Olzmann.

Sara Omer.

David O'Neil.

January Gill O'Neil.

Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster

James Oppenheim

Caitriona O'Reilly.

Romeo Oriogun.

Caroline F. Orne.

Meghan O'Rourke

Gregory Orr.

Simon J. Ortiz

Frances S. Osgood.

Arthur [W.E.] O'Shaughnessy

Shaemas OSheel.

Jacqueline Osherow.

Ekhmetjan [Ahmatjan] Osman.

Jena Osman.

Ladan Osman

Margaret Fuller Ossoli

Alicia Suskin Ostriker

Seumas O'Sullivan.

Manuel José Othón.

Wilfrid Owen

John Oxenham.

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let's say i have consumed more loss - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

the words of lovers testing new hypothesis - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

what buffers the non-equilibrium state - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

i cultivated a land of flowers on my skin - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

loss, grievances & memories, coiled around its roots - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

when will our bodies learn to weed distress? - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

always a way to keep those parasites competing against us - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

memories morphed into grievances - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

shortage of breath, with great accumulation of suffering - Ismail Yusuf Olumoh "Hypercapnia" [Strange Horizons 20 Jan. 2025]

Poet's bio at Strange Horizons.

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From my own back in scarlet shreds - Wilfred Owen "A Terre"

All the arts of hurting - Wilfred Owen "A Terre"

Where hopes lay strewn - Wilfred Owen "Apologia pro Poemate"

Blue with all the malice - Wilfred Owen "Arms and the Boy"

After the drums of time - Wilfred Owen "The End"

In the merciless iced east winds - Wilfred Owen "Exposure"

In ranks on shivering ranks of gray - Wilfred Owen "Exposure"

The clays of a cold star - Wilfred Owen "Futility"

Chance's strange arithmetic - Wilfred Owen "Insensibility"

From larger day to huger night - Wilfred Owen "Insensibility"

The eternal reciprocity of tears - Wilfred Owen "Insensibility"

The march of this retreating world - Wilfred Owen "Strange Meeting"

Who bled where no wounds were - Wilfred Owen "Strange Meeting"

Night crushed out the day - Wilfred Owen "The Unreturning"

Return upon the world - Wilfred Owen "The Unreturning"

But no ghost woke - Wilfred Owen "The Unreturning"

The indefinite unshapen dawn - Wilfred Owen "The Unreturning"

Even a heaven with doors so chained - Wilfred Owen "The Unreturning"

Poet's page at poet.org.

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Sky all broken glass - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Alphabetical Flash"

Backpacks of holy language - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Alphabetical Flash"

Duffel bags of ancestors - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Alphabetical Flash"

A hall of screaming cracked mirrors - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Alphabetical Flash"

Built to penetrate heaven - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Alphabetical Flash"

Transform the mirror of his soul - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Are You My Cousin"

The beloved is a window - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "August Morning, Upper Broadway"

With malicious abundant joy - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "August Morning, Upper Broadway"

But as a paradise might be - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "August Morning, Upper Broadway"

Another bus for the battlefield - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "The Battlefield: A Lyric"

Would go on admiring crows - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "The Common Crow Fibonacci"

Our human fists against heaven - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "The Glory of Cities"

Mourned by candlelight - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "How Fortunate the Boy"

The sugar of cruelty - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Making a Meal of Them"

Out of your garden of insults - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Q&A: Insurance"

Snow falling on the ocean - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Q&A: Insurance"

Speeding toward the grim unknown - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Q&A: Insurance"

In your jacket of anger - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Q&A: Red Red Rose"

For weepers for weapons for widows - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Q&A: Red Red Rose"

Dictionaries of amnesia - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Temblor"

Words of the unhealed wounds - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Underground"

The language of hope - Alicia Suskin Ostriker "Underground"

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Seek ocean on the loveliest river - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Aspiration"

With untamed fire their broad eyes glowing - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The Captured Wild Horse"

Seeming freedom stained by fears - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The Captured Wild Horse"

Coward shrinking from the brave - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The Captured Wild Horse"

In tears to vent its misery - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Caradori Singing"

Of the hearts hidden wells - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Caradori Singing"

For her worshipper the wind - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The Dahlia, the Rose, and the Heliotrope"

And though the nightingale had just begun - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The Dahlia, the Rose, and the Heliotrope"

Exhausted of its rage - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Description of a Portion of the Journey to Trenton Falls"

And heart of slower beat - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Description of a Portion of the Journey to Trenton Falls"

To receive the idea of strength - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Description of a Portion of the Journey to Trenton Falls"

Shake hands with disappointment - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Description of a Portion of the Journey to Trenton Falls"

Fold my weary wings in peace - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Description of a Portion of the Journey to Trenton Falls"

Which angel hopes foresaw - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Freedom and Truth"

Yielding no root - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "A Greeting"

Gentleness finds its dignity - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "A Greeting"

Offered their sceptres to his hand - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Hymn Written for a Sunday School"

Could revere the simplest flower - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Hymn Written for a Sunday School"

A mass of black, unseemly stone - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Imperfect Thoughts"

The hopeful, holy, terrible, and fair - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Influence of the Outward"

The triumphs of thy song - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Influence of the Outward"

Could efface from memory's tablet - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Journey to Trenton Falls"

From joining ocean's war - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Journey to Trenton Falls"

Touched by an April mood - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Journey to Trenton Falls"

With summer's thickest garlands crowned - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Journey to Trenton Falls"

For thought's most sacred cells - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Journey to Trenton Falls"

Clothed the water's strife - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Journey to Trenton Falls"

The harbingers of thy approach - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"

The rock which is their cradle - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"

Nor asks the wild bird's requiem - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"

By her own soul possessed - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"

From voiceless noise - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"

One grief to both impart - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

By vapors of the dreamy earth - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

Where a heart thy claim denies - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

Which justly makes the highest claim - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

No leaves upon this muddy stream appear - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

These last loving words in vain - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

Upon the timid flickerings of our hope - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines Written in Boston on a Beautiful Autumnal Day"

My heart hath sealed its fountains - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Meditations"

To the things of Time - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Meditations"

Profaned and swollen by bitter waters - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Meditations"

Call to the seas and mountains - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Meditations"

One serpent thought that fled not - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "My Seal-Ring"

Destinies of various name - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The One in All"

Peace is the soul's desire - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The One in All"

By vain wishes bar my claim - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The One in All"

The pencil moved prophetic - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Prophecy and Fulfilment" [sic]

The wreath woven by the river - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Prophecy and Fulfilment" [sic]

One of fate's best arrows - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Prophecy and Fulfilment" [sic]

Gentlest of the wise - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Richter"

Dissolve in purifying tears - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Richter"

Through this wide mind - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Richter"

Dream of dull despair - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Sadness"

Which sever hearts from their hopes - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Sadness"

Without thy ceaseless motion - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Sistrum"

And charm the heart from pain - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Song Written for a May Day Festival"

If they should not disclose - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Song Written for a May Day Festival"

Though untended, we may bloom - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Song Written for a May Day Festival"

To which no blight is known - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Song Written for a May Day Festival"

Of worship more complete - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Sub Rosa, Crux"

Faithful to this present trust - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Sub Rosa, Crux"

Uplift the eyelids of the starry skies - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "The Thankful and the Thankless"

Above the throne of thought - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Thoughts"

Which binds the whole to heaven - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Thoughts"

Gained sweetness from thy voice - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To E. C."

Life's fainting pilgrims - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To E. C."

Seems nearer and more bright - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To E. C."

By a mighty master's sway - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To Miss R. B."

His harmony to emulate - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To Miss R. B."

On our hard-bound soil - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To Miss R. B."

Once by your music thrilled - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To Miss R. B."

In memory a talisman - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To Miss R. B."

As the wanderer pursues his way - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

Tranquil as the vestal sky - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

Cheering the patient rocks - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

Turned my steps to the retreating hills - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

The haughty, chiding flood - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

The autumn sweetness of thine eye - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

Sad glories on the cold wave burn - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

The grasp of alien hands - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

Grudge not the green leaves - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

To console me for farewell - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

In fresher green forgetting them - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

The meaning of each temporal blame - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

That sable mantle of the sky - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "To S. C."

Have paid chance tribute - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Verses"

Ending only in the realms of light - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Verses"

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Seeing the double misery - Ladan Osman "Boat Journey"

Our thoughts converge - Ladan Osman "Boat Journey"

Will appear at an absurd angle - Ladan Osman "The scalps of the women with the best prophecies are dry this season"

A line from privacy to throat - Ladan Osman "The scalps of the women with the best prophecies are dry this season"

Determined in part by water - Ladan Osman "The scalps of the women with the best prophecies are dry this season"

And fixed for me an axis - Ladan Osman "Sun to Void"

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Far into the country of Sorrow - Arthur O'Shaughnessy "The Fountain of Tears"

May pass for a tender word spoken - Arthur O'Shaughnessy "The Fountain of Tears"

To each distance of past desolation - Arthur O'Shaughnessy "The Fountain of Tears"

Cover the place of each sorrow - Arthur O'Shaughnessy "The Fountain of Tears"

Poured the whole sorrow of years - Arthur O'Shaughnessy "The Fountain of Tears"

In frozen cadences - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "A Neglected Harp"

Silence that enchains - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "A Neglected Harp"

The stricken air still aches - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "A Neglected Harp"

A heap of fragrant ashes - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "A Precious Urn"

Carven filigree of Thought - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "Seraphitus"

Devious ways tangled with blooming - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "Seraphitus"

That mirror of things infinite - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "Seraphitus"

Laughs the long eternity away - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "Three Flowers of Modern Greece II. The Fair Maid and the Sun"

Standeth as a goddess stands - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "Three Flowers of Modern Greece II. The Fair Maid and the Sun"

A most strange and melancholy note - Arthur W.E. O'Shaughnessy "Three Flowers of a Modern Greece III. The Cypress"

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An ancient bitter nod - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

Determined to freeze - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

Throttled on fences - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

Stolen from her memory - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

A moment clenched tightly - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

Whisper for rain - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

And tied themselves to stars - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

Memory was his lost trail - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

Look into his exile eyes - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

A whirlpool of exiles drowning him - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

And substance for every comfort - Simon J. Ortiz "From Sand Creek"

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Accumulation of griefs - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

Faster than the mind absorbs - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

Except within my secret ears - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

The orchestration of meaning - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

Happening in a time we can't touch - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

Made of days and days - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

The cool blue pockets of time - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

So narrow and light and possible - Meghan O'Rourke "Self-Portrait as Myself"

An arctic sorrow - Meghan O'Rourke "Unforced Error"

When I die let me live - Meghan O'Rourke "Unforced Error"

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The blossoms from Juliet's breast - James Oppenheim "A Handful of Dust"

So rich with the bewildering past - James Oppenheim "A Handful of Dust"

Honey from the lips of David - James Oppenheim "A Handful of Dust"

A captain of the moving waters - James Oppenheim "Hebrews"

Down to the cleansing sea - James Oppenheim "Self"

Like wine to my spirit - James Oppenheim "Self"

Bathed my eyes with infinity - James Oppenheim "Self"

Golden snares on the tide - James Oppenheim "Self"

And dust to dust expunge it - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

Over the waters of our own darkness - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

Limbed with the lightning - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

The hidden nymph in her soul - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

The soul's bleak weather - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

To the world of my spirit - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

Ride on the darkening flood - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

From the depths of the heavens - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

Like a noose of golden shadow - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

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Full breath of joy and absence - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Full Breath of Joy and Absence"

The lonely sound of ice - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Hearing My Name"

This echo of a stranger - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Hearing My Name"

Heard me in the captive water - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Hearing My Name"

How the sun can break itself - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Lament"

Stronger for having drowned - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "The Room Weeps"

Wants to astonish the water - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Sign?"

A tiny bowl, empty but for hope - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Skippers"

In each heartbeat of the moon - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "What I Almost Say"

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Would rather drink the wind - Mary Oliver "The Arrowhead"

Down from the heaven of leaves - Mary Oliver "At Black River"

The white and silky trumpet of nothing - Mary Oliver "At the Shore"

As if for the narrow path - Mary Oliver "Beans"

How the distances light up - Mary Oliver "Bear"

Though the blue jays carp and whistle - Mary Oliver "Black Oaks"

Without the push of wind - Mary Oliver "Black Oaks"

Let go of the wrists of idleness - Mary Oliver "Black Oaks"

The quick wrist of early summer - Mary Oliver "Black Snake This Time"

An empty skin for the mice to nibble - Mary Oliver "Black Snake This Time"

On the hundred hoops of its belly - Mary Oliver "Black Snake This Time"

Took nothing with it except faith - Mary Oliver "Black Swallowtail"

In the house of hearing - Mary Oliver "Bone"

Through its dark-knit glare - Mary Oliver "Bone"

Sift it down into fractions - Mary Oliver "Bone"

Play at the edges of knowing - Mary Oliver "Bone"

Like a million flowers on fire - Mary Oliver "The Buddha’s Last Instruction"

To learn the importance of stillness - Mary Oliver "Coming to God: First Days"

Song being born of quest - Mary Oliver "Daisies"

Suddenly assaulted with answers - Mary Oliver "Daisies"

Pale and narrow and hidden in the roots - Mary Oliver "Daisies"

The body of the night opens - Mary Oliver "The Deer"

Given only so many mornings - Mary Oliver "The Deer"

Like a red thirst - Mary Oliver "The Deer"

Hear the trees in their easy hours - Mary Oliver "Do the Trees Speak?"

The dark deer went running - Mary Oliver "Dogs"

Five dogs screaming at his flanks - Mary Oliver "Dogs"

Isn't just butter and good luck - Mary Oliver "Evening Star"

Through the raging flowers of the snow - Mary Oliver "Evening Star"

With dreams inside my eyes - Mary Oliver "Every Dog's Story"

Wasps sang at the windows - Mary Oliver "Flare"

A demon of frustrated dreams - Mary Oliver "Flare"

The iron thing they carried - Mary Oliver "Flare"

Open the dark fields of your mind - Mary Oliver "Flare"

Like the diligent leaves - Mary Oliver "Flare"

A black ant traveling briskly - Mary Oliver "Forty Years"

Saw the red fox asleep - Mary Oliver "Fox"

The music of dust and gravel - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

Whose name was Earth - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

Went down like a thousand roses - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

The little hurricane of the hummingbird - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

Count the roses, wrinkled and salt - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

Their heaviness and their endless number - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

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

The salt of the stars - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

The crown of the wind - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

The beds of the clouds - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

Be still, my soul, and steadfast - Mary Oliver "The Gift"

Deeply and without patience - Mary Oliver "The Gift"

The little murmurs of the broken blossoms - Mary Oliver "Goldenrod, Late Fall"

Ride the beautiful long spine of grammar - Mary Oliver "Gratitude"

In the rainfall of light - Mary Oliver "Gravel"

Rise in gauze and halos - Mary Oliver "Gravel"

The long black branches of other lives - Mary Oliver "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches"

Over the dark acorn of your heart - Mary Oliver "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches"

Sailing out of his house of straw - Mary Oliver "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches"

The cranes crying out in the high clouds - Mary Oliver "Her Grave"

With his backbone of diamonds - Mary Oliver "Her Grave"

More ornaments of death - Mary Oliver “The Hermit Crab”

Close to the skim of honey - Mary Oliver "How Everything Adores Being Alive"

I am the pledge of emptiness that turned around - Mary Oliver "I am the one"

The cat with feathers under its tongue - Mary Oliver "I am the one"

Kissing me with its golden mouth - Mary Oliver "I don't want to live a small life"

The wind-winged clouds following - Mary Oliver "I don't want to live a small life"

In this world of hope and risk - Mary Oliver "I don't want to live a small life"

Asking to see God's identity papers - Mary Oliver "I Wake Close to Morning"

Keeping watch until we rise - Mary Oliver "I will try"

Like the clothes of our spirits - Mary Oliver “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen”

My delicious dark happiness - Mary Oliver “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen”

At what unknowable cost - Mary Oliver “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen”

Nothing but what sits in the mind - Mary Oliver "If the philosopher is right"

That nothing exists fierce or soft - Mary Oliver "If the philosopher is right"

A voice in the weeds - Mary Oliver "'Just a minute,' said a voice ..."

Beauty can both shout and whisper - Mary Oliver "Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way"

In the wedge of the wind - Mary Oliver “Lilies”

From the deepest spurs of their being - Mary Oliver “Lilies Break Open Over the Dark Water”

Darkness enters the face of the lily - Mary Oliver "The Lily"

Even when there is no wind - Mary Oliver "The Lily"

With the patience of vegetables and saints - Mary Oliver "The Lily"

Married now to gravity - Mary Oliver "Lingering in Happiness"

From the offices of fear - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"

And dragonflies if they happen - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"

Across the marshlands of my heart - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"

In the gallery of important things - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"

Look under the sun's brass - Mary Oliver "Little Summer Poem Touching the Subject of Faith"

And the mystery hidden in dirt - Mary Oliver "Little Summer Poem Touching the Subject of Faith"

When the fly hesitates - Mary Oliver "Look Again"

Delicate uplifts of dust-colored skin - Mary Oliver "Look Again"

The plunge back into the shadows - Mary Oliver "Looking for Snakes"

Your own vanishing song - Mary Oliver "The Loon on Oak-Head Pond"

Adored every blossom - Mary Oliver "Luke"

Only so many precious hours - Mary Oliver "Luna"

And a reputation for death - Mary Oliver "Maker of All Things, Even Healings"

A message so absolute - Mary Oliver "Maker of All Things, Even Healings"

The quick white summer rain - Mary Oliver "Maples"

And the shine isn't just pennies - Mary Oliver "Maples"

After the multitude was fed - Mary Oliver "Maybe"

In the terrible debris of progress - Mary Oliver "Meadowlark Sings and I Greet Him in Return"

Learning to be astonished - Mary Oliver "Messenger"

A needle in a haystack of light - Mary Oliver "Mindful"

Prayers that are made out of glass - Mary Oliver "Mindful"

A new nothing in the universe - Mary Oliver "Moccasin Flowers"

Enter the fire of the world - Mary Oliver "Moccasin Flowers"

Into the floor of darkness - Mary Oliver "Moccasin Flowers"

Nothing more pathetic than caution - Mary Oliver "Moments"

The ocean empties its pockets - Mary Oliver "Morning Walk"

The long, tangled ornateness of seaweed - Mary Oliver "Morning Walk"

From the dry bowl of the very far past - Mary Oliver "Mornings at Blackwater"

The harbor of your longing - Mary Oliver "Mornings at Blackwater"

Tossed the white moon upward - Mary Oliver "Nature"

In the sudden fire of its mouth - Mary Oliver "Night and the River"

Whose other name is rain - Mary Oliver "Not This, Not That"

Swirling back from darkness - Mary Oliver "The Notebook"

The last roses of the sunset - Mary Oliver "The Notebook"

In the baskets of the wind - Mary Oliver "November"

Followed our long shadows back - Mary Oliver "November"

To the gates of April - Mary Oliver "November"

Shut tight, without dreams - Mary Oliver "Now comes the long blue cold"

In the tree of my heart - Mary Oliver "Now comes the long blue cold"

In the heart inexplicable - Mary Oliver "Now comes the long blue cold"

Through the hinterlands of justice - Mary Oliver "The Oak Tree at the Entrance to Blackwater Pond"

The angels of our imagination - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"

With their gifts of replenishment - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"

His throat full of song - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"

Now carry my revelation with you - Mary Oliver "Of Love"

Or the sun which was the first - Mary Oliver "Of Love"

The bundles of harsh, beneficent rain - Mary Oliver "One"

All winds blow cold at last - Mary Oliver "The Orchard"

In the great, black packet of time - Mary Oliver "The Orchard"

To both sides of the knife - Mary Oliver "The Osprey"

Death too is a carpenter - Mary Oliver "Pilot Snake"

Flashes like a star and is gone - Mary Oliver "Pilot Snake"

Your hands passing over the world - Mary Oliver "Pipefish"

Each of us wears a shadow - Mary Oliver "The Pond"

Dressed in snowflakes - Mary Oliver "Praise"

By dark, godforsaken inches - Mary Oliver "Rain, Tree, Thunder and Lightning"

The wheels of the wind - Mary Oliver "Rain, Tree, Thunder and Lightning"

The heels of the clouds - Mary Oliver "Rain, Tree, Thunder and Lightning"

So hungry and so many - Mary Oliver "Red Bird"

Because the heart narrows - Mary Oliver "Red Bird"

Of the inexplicable beauty of heaven - Mary Oliver "Red Bird Explains Himself"

I will adore salt - Mary Oliver "Rhapsody"

Dress myself in desolation - Mary Oliver "Rhapsody"

Sigh as the tide rises - Mary Oliver "Riprap"

And again a thousand opportunities - Mary Oliver "Riprap"

Which part of the dream is me - Mary Oliver "Riprap"

Accomplished somewhere among strangers - Mary Oliver "A River Far Away and Long Ago"

Their factories of sweetness - Mary Oliver "Roses, Late Summer"

Their labor no adversity to the spirit - Mary Oliver "Self-Portrait"

Wisdom in the agitated motions of the mind - Mary Oliver "Seven White Butterflies"

Seven dancer floating even as worms - Mary Oliver "Seven White Butterflies"

Deliver themselves unto the universe - Mary Oliver "Seven White Butterflies"

The collation of all the hours we have known - Mary Oliver "Shelley"

As circular as hope - Mary Oliver "Snake"

Built of loneliness and its consequences - Mary Oliver "The Snow Cricket"

The theater of their perfect faces - Mary Oliver "The Snow Cricket"

In the black, polished water - Mary Oliver "Some Herons"

For the white blossoms, and the secrecy - Mary Oliver "Someday"

In such shining obedience - Mary Oliver "Someday"

And the ants are delighted - Mary Oliver "Someday"

Out of the uncombed morning - Mary Oliver "Something"

What to call this sharpest desire - Mary Oliver "Something"

The egg case of an ocean shell - Mary Oliver "Something"

One more sweet-as-honey answer - Mary Oliver "Something"

The sweet, electric drowse of creation - Mary Oliver "Sometimes"

The deep bells of thunder - Mary Oliver "Sometimes"

Fell down the side of the maple tree - Mary Oliver "Spring"

Against the silence of the trees - Mary Oliver "Spring"

Friends with the hard white stars - Mary Oliver "Stars"

The wind roused up in the oak trees - Mary Oliver "Stars"

A hundred thousand pure contraltos - Mary Oliver "Stars"

Even as the stars have twirled - Mary Oliver "Stars"

One hot sentence after another - Mary Oliver "Stars"

Not a single twinge of the heart - Mary Oliver "Storage"

More room in your heart for love - Mary Oliver "Storage"

Safe in their rafts of sleep - Mary Oliver "Straight Talk from Fox"

Your one wild and precious life - Mary Oliver "The Summer Day"

Graced as it is with the ordinary - Mary Oliver "Summer Morning"

An unforgettable fury of light - Mary Oliver "Sunrise"

In the familiar fabric of dawn - Mary Oliver "Sunrise"

One of the ways to enter fire - Mary Oliver "Sunrise"

In the press of blazing electricity - Mary Oliver "That Sweet Flute John Clare"

Where the stars are dressed in light - Mary Oliver "That Tall Distance"

The passionate hands of the sun - Mary Oliver "That Tall Distance"

Like the first fair water - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"

Has no final measure - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"

Just long enough for us to be astonished - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"

A part of the untouchable clouds - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"

Know nothing about the sky - Mary Oliver "This Morning"

Into the impossible trees - Mary Oliver "This Morning I Watched the Deer"

The dark pinprick well of sweetness - Mary Oliver "This World"

Instead of being locked up in gold - Mary Oliver "This World"

The crisp flight and the buzzing bliss - Mary Oliver "Three Songs: 3"

Standing in their beloved water - Mary Oliver "Walking to Indian River"

Two fleas under the wing of a gull - Mary Oliver "West Wind 1"

Ten loops of honeysuckle - Mary Oliver "West Wind 1"

Not worth a bent penny - Mary Oliver "West Wind 2"

If light had a mouth and a tongue - Mary Oliver "West Wind 3"

If the sky had a throat - Mary Oliver "West Wind 3"

Quick as thistles - Mary Oliver "West Wind 3"

Burning down like a wild needle - Mary Oliver "West Wind 4"

Puddled in lamplight at your midnight desk - Mary Oliver "West Wind 6"

The burning mouth of the wind - Mary Oliver "West Wind 6"

Under the gray waves' spinning threshold - Mary Oliver "West Wind 8"

The brambles in their places - Mary Oliver "West Wind 9"

From under a thumb of bark - Mary Oliver "West Wind 10"

Like a hundred bolts of lace - Mary Oliver "West Wind 13"

The black fingerprint of the rain - Mary Oliver "What Is It"

The patience of trees in the wind - Mary Oliver "What is the greatest gift"

With its sweet clamor of passion - Mary Oliver "What is the greatest gift"

Married to amazement - Mary Oliver "When Death Comes"

The heart has a dungeon - Mary Oliver "Where are you?"

Burns like a pillar of gold - Mary Oliver "Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End?"

To the white feet of the trees - Mary Oliver "Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End?"

Some shining coil of wind - Mary Oliver "Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does It End?"

No proof of the soul - Mary Oliver "Whistling Swans"

The wind-bird with its white eyes - Mary Oliver "White-eyes"

Hold us in the great hands of light - Mary Oliver "Why I Wake Early"

The clear pebbles of the rain - Mary Oliver "Wild Geese"

No one owns the hearts of birds - Mary Oliver "Winter and the Nuthatch"

A conscience that never blinks - Mary Oliver "With the Blackest of Inks"

The difference between water and stone - Mary Oliver "Work"

Lilies turning from the wind - Mary Oliver "Work"

In the universe of leaves - Mary Oliver "Work"

Except in the splurge of roses - Mary Oliver "Work"

Fold grief like a blanket - Mary Oliver "Work"

Also a deliberate music - Mary Oliver "Work"

In the orderly house of reasons and proof - Mary Oliver "The World I Live In"

Only if there are angels in your head - Mary Oliver "The World I Live In"

Instantly beautiful to the bees - Mary Oliver "Writing Poems"

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I followed here the heart I built for you - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Bruise renewed again and again - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Raining on the accordion chest of the sea - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Children made vapor, families ground to grist - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Followed here my own forgetting of the fireflies - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Prayers in belligerent grasses - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

That stone you strike for water - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Look, how your flowers light the world - Cynthia Dewi Oka "American Abyss"

Beyond touch of sunrise - Cynthia Dewi Oka “Portrait of My Father as a Pianist”

His own eternal night - Cynthia Dewi Oka “Portrait of My Father as a Pianist”

The dream of feathered departure - Cynthia Dewi Oka “Portrait of My Father as a Pianist”

Born of spruce and fading light - Cynthia Dewi Oka “Portrait of My Father as a Pianist”

An all-consuming body - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Redacted from a Know-Your-Rights Training Agenda"

Like an army of moths - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Redacted from a Know-Your-Rights Training Agenda"

Under the heavens of the machines - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Redacted from a Know-Your-Rights Training Agenda"

On the jacket of the night - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Redacted from a Know-Your-Rights Training Agenda"

That the night walks freely - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Redacted from a Know-Your-Rights Training Agenda"

Among the ranks of the sun - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Redacted from a Know-Your-Rights Training Agenda"

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That anyway world - Geoffrey G. O'Brien "May"

Get nowhere in time - Geoffrey G. O'Brien "May"

Each ancient and suspiciously free - Geoffrey G. O'Brien "May"

Somewhere between hours - Geoffrey G. O'Brien "May'

Not lasting but repeatable - Geoffrey G. O'Brien "May"

In intuition of every day to come - Geoffrey G. O'Brien "May"

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In the arms of the harvest - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

Dearer than Helen's beauty - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

The sighing zephyrs of sandy Argos - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

Found the amaranthine meadows - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

Tidings of ancient summer - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

Of spring in the flaming ground - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

In the heart of her rushing forest - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

The rain in the dreaming hollows - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

Soft-sandalled in misty ways - Edward J. O'Brien "Hellenica"

Whose beauty is my sorrow - Edward J. O'Brien "Of Moira Up the Glen"

Travel on the long bright dream - Edward J. O'Brien "Of Moira Up the Glen"

To a chalice of tears and of laughter - Edward J. O'Brien "Of Moira Up the Glen"

Flesh unto flowers, and flame unto wind - Edward J. O'Brien "Song"

Shall waken thee weeping - Edward J. O'Brien "Song"

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Breaks with the agony of surprise - Joyce Carol Oates “The Dark”

The warm dark of dreams - Joyce Carol Oates “The Dark”

All the paraphernalia of our names - Joyce Carol Oates “Five Confessions: I. A Nap Without Sleep”

Once felt is always - Joyce Carol Oates “Five Confessions: III. Pain”

The gauge of our love’s guilt - Joyce Carol Oates “Five Confessions: V. Doctor’s Wife”

Snapped by envious fingers - Joyce Carol Oates “Lines for Those to Whom Tragedy Is Denied”

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The invisible hammerclaw of time - Miller Oberman "Commas"

The democratic nature of the shroud - Miller Oberman "Taharah"

Whose highest kindness was to say nothing - Miller Oberman "Taharah"

At the mercy of a stranger's eyes - Miller Oberman "Taharah"

Since from the prophet's hand it fell - Cornelius O'Brien "St Cecilia"

blue will-o-wisps cross my skin - Catherine O'Ciarmacain "Steelwife"

further from me and closer to power - Catherine O'Ciarmacain "Steelwife"

When time is no longer foe - Charles P. O'Connor "Maura Du of Ballyshannon"

Any penny of applauding hands - Charles L. O'Donnell, C.S.C. "The Dead Musicians"

The boundless meadows of the air - Charles L. O'Donnell, C.S.C. "The Dead Musicians"

This side of the heavens' spheres - Charles L. O'Donnell, C.S.C. "The Dead Musicians"

Homesick for harpings of eternity - Charles L. O'Donnell, C.S.C. "The Dead Musicians"

And fleeter than the falling star - John Francis O'Donnell "A Spinning Song"

Breath of the bee-swarmed murmuring lime - John Francis O'Donnell [per The Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site] "Sunset" [Chamber's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Art, 4th series, no.716, 15 Sept. 1877]

Thick with honeysuckle and dust - Jennifer O'Grady "Moths"

That leaves the river for the light - John Myers O'Hara "Ablution"

Their panes of glass innocent - Diana O'Hehir "Riding the San Francisco Train"

Four floors of guilt - Diana O'Hehir "Riding the San Francisco Train"

Bliss hovering above the void - Precious Okoyomon "The animal that is most vulnerable is usually the most cruel / It is impossible to separate it from what it remembers"

Singing with a hard fist - Precious Okoyomon "The animal that is most vulnerable is usually the most cruel / It is impossible to separate it from what it remembers"

Starved myself of everything - Natasha Oladokun "Black Credit"

Growing slight on tomorrow's meat - Natasha Oladokun "Black Credit"

Until we kiss good night - Lin Oliver "Hush"

On earth's time-bounded shore - Oliver Optic "Lizzie"

I judge the world from the margins of diaries - Cait Weiss Orcutt "Single Kings of the Valley"

Citrus grows in the grove beneath my bed - Cait Weiss Orcutt "Single Kings of the Valley"

As wasps find poison - John Boyle O'Reilly "Name of Mary"

The red rose is a falcon - John Boyle O'Reilly "The White Rose"

And the white rose is a dove - John Boyle O'Reilly "The White Rose"

Has a kiss of desire on the lips - John Boyle O'Reilly "The White Rose"

To speak is to dream - Maria Antonia Ortega

Bloom on my lips - Maria Antonia Ortega

The path of those who walk alone - Maria Antonia Ortega "Lima"

Such fabled winds of change - Brenda Marie Osbey "On Contemplating the Breasts of Pauline Lumumba"

The weight of those hands - Brenda Marie Osbey "On Contemplating the Breasts of Pauline Lumumba"

Seasonable for mourning-time - Brenda Marie Osbey "On Contemplating the Breasts of Pauline Lumumba"

The chambers of the distant west - James F. Otis "Stanzas"

Gem on the dark brow of night - James F. Otis "To the New Moon"

Steals the light of Love's secret - James F. Otis "To the New Moon"

Inch on inch of gentle heart - Ou-yang Hsiu "[At the post house lodge]" transl. by Burton Watson

That shines the space of an hour - Ou-yang Hsiu "Calligraphy Practice" transl. by Burton Watson

Setting up an idol all of earth - Robert Owen "A Prayer" transl. by Edmund O. Jones

Than death itself more bitter - Robert Owen "A Prayer" transl. by Edmund O. Jones

capable of being two places at once - Ugonna-Ora Owoh "Syndrome"

a caste of lies is built as cells - Ugonna-Ora Owoh "Syndrome"

Becomes the texture of the wind - Sodïq Oyèkànmí "Stream of Dreams Where My Mouth Asks Not Be Blood-Light"

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Had we as many mouths as Hydra - Jena Osman "Dissent and the Hydra"

An animated hiss and whistling wail - Jena Osman "Dissent and the Hydra"

Full of hydras and crocodiles - Jena Osman "Dissent and the Hydra"

Poisoned blood in a long constellation - Jena Osman "Dissent and the Hydra"

and a forest beyond the sand - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

study the explosion clouds of bombs - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

dust carried by solar wind - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

in the wake of over 900 explosions - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

crystal shards of terrigen mist - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

two entwined snakes and a lyre - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

Must carry a dream from the sparrow - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

a sequence of boundaries for crossing over - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

write a family tree in chalk - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

the trail begins to split unmarked - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

leading Eurydice back to the underworld - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

form a connection of liquid silver - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

release your metal breath into the air - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

a house of exploded debris - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

a connective world with multiple paths - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

a reduction of mineral cinnabar - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

safe in an inoculation of light - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

return your breath as liquid silver - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

Or is empathy outside of grammar - Jena Osman "To the Reader"

Your own personalized orange revolution - Jena Osman "To the Reader"

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these unrepeatable needles of rock - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

geology's answer to flakes of snow - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

a matter of a single uttered word - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

with dust and ribs required - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

essential for the colors of the stone - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

then temper it to golden-rose - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

A lamina of coral and carnelian - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

the peripheral inkling of a meteor - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

the nuthatch, a glutton for its seeds - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

close by each golden tent a golden torch - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

ecstatic ovations from thick stands of golden birch - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

here, assembling legends of Coyote - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

the frost they ought to praise - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

in a matter of mere eons - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

an exhaustive primer of floral specimens - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

Even God needs two versions of Creation - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

consumed by each imaginary flaw - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

Just let me stand here with an open eye - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

against the shoreline's erratic discipline - Jacqueline Osherow "Window Seat: Providence to New York City"

the egret so completely still - Jacqueline Osherow "Window Seat: Providence to New York City"

paper from the inner bark of sandalwood - Jacqueline Osherow "Window Seat: Providence to New York City"

every other element implicit - Jacqueline Osherow "Window Seat: Providence to New York City"

the brush strokes' elliptic fusion of calm and motion - Jacqueline Osherow "Window Seat: Providence to New York City"

cradling its surreptitious wings - Jacqueline Osherow "Window Seat: Providence to New York City"

Would bankroll such a quiet grace - Jacqueline Osherow "XIII. Return to Suzhou: Master of the Nets"

Each tree a forest, each rock a mountain - Jacqueline Osherow "XIII. Return to Suzhou: Master of the Nets"

His master gardener dispensed perfection - Jacqueline Osherow "XIII. Return to Suzhou: Master of the Nets"

Expanse itself his garden - Jacqueline Osherow "XIII. Return to Suzhou: Master of the Nets"

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His music of earth's caretaking - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

Forest trails blazed with ribbon - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

Part of the pleasure is to be unfettered - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

An eden with no God or Eve in it - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

The way his labors are singing nature - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

Her work of words no less at home than his work of creation - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

The jousting favor of one who is in thrall to no one - Sharon Olds "Boxer Aria"

Solid as well water - Sharon Olds "Earliest Memory"

Measure the force of the blow - Sharon Olds "Not Once"

Able to be struck by the earth - Sharon Olds "Not Once"

the alphabet was not just theirs - Sharon Olds "Ode of Girls' Things"

struck you with wonder - Sharon Olds "Song to Gabriel Hirsch"

in the grip of a fierce brightness - Sharon Olds "Song to Gabriel Hirsch"

your hand on the shoulder of the wild - Sharon Olds "Song to Gabriel Hirsch"

The moon and sun going down together - Sharon Olds "Suddenly"

Not telling a lie for anyone - Sharon Olds "Suddenly"

Hard ground and hard sky - Sharon Olds "Take the I Out"

A forest of felled iron - Sharon Olds "Take the I Out"

At the narrow window of a song - Sharon Olds "The Task of Naming Me"

A rich and enduring night - Sharon Olds "The Task of Naming Me"

Carried her rage unknown - Sharon Olds "Visiting My Mother’s College"

Our voices race to the towers - Sharon Olds "Voices"

Dreaming a map of the globe - Sharon Olds "Voices"

Unfolded into the hard truths - Sharon Olds "Voices"

Past the mirrors and night windows - Sharon Olds "Wonder as Wander"

A luna moth in a chambered cage - Sharon Olds "Wonder as Wander"

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Potential Titles: Ismail Yusuf Olumoh

Potential Titles: Wilfrid Owen

Potential Titles: Alicia Suskin Ostriker

Potential Titles: Margaret Fuller Ossoli

Potential Titles: Ladan Osman

Potential Titles: Arthur [W.E.] O'Shaughnessy

Potential Titles: Simon J. Ortiz

Potential Titles: Meghan O'Rourke

Potential Titles: James Oppenheim

Potential Titles: Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster

Potential Titles: Mary Oliver

Potential Titles: Cynthia Dewi Oka

Potential Titles: Geoffrey G. O'Brien

Potential Titles: Edward J. O'Brien

Potential Titles: Joyce Carol Oates

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Potential Titles: Jena Osman

Potential Titles: Jacqueline Osherow

Potential Titles: Sharon Olds