Randall Jarrell Quotes

If I can think of it, it isn't what I want. I want . . . I want a ship from some near star To land in the yard,
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. A Sick Child (l. 13-15). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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And yet somewhere there must be Something that's different from everything. All that I've never thought of—think of me!
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. A Sick Child (l. 18-20). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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Bunched upside down, they sleep in air. Their sharp ears, their sharp teeth, their quick sharp faces Are dull and slow and mild. All the bright day, as the mother sleeps, She folds her wings about her sleeping child.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Bats (l. 30-34). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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A bat is born Naked and blind and pale. His mother makes a pocket of her tail And catches him. He clings to her long fur By his thumbs and toes and teeth.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Bats (l. 1-5). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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They have thrown away her electric toothbrush, someone else slips The key into the lock of her safety-deposit box At the Crocker-Anglo Bank; her seat at the cricket matches Is warmed by buttocks less delectable than hers.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), British poet, critic. In Montecito (l. 12-15). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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It was not dying: everybody died.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Losses (l. 1). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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We died like aunts of pets or foreigners.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Losses (l. 10). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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They said, "Here are the maps"; we burned the cities. It was not dying—no, not ever dying; But the night I died I dreamed that I was dead, And the cities said to me: "Why are you dying? We are satisfied, if you are; but why did I die?"
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Losses (l. 28-32). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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In bombers named for girls, we burned The cities we had learned about in school— Till our lives wore out; our bodies lay among The people we had killed and never seen.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Losses (l. 22-25). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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Now that I'm old, my wish Is womanish: That the boy putting groceries in my car See me.
Randall Jarrell (1914-1965), U.S. poet, critic. Next Day (l. 16-19). . . The Complete Poems [Randall Jarrell]. (1969; repr. 1989) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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