| A Blessing Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota |
| City That Does Not Sleep In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody. |
| Hustlers with Bad Timing That pip in the pear is a blackbird. Tussle on the grass a grackle. It is officially spring. Watch |
| Prologue of the Earthly Paradise Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing |
| Spring is like a perhaps hand Spring is like a perhaps hand |
| Spring Snow A spring snow coincides with plum blossoms. |
| Diary [Surface] Spring is not so very promising as it is the thing |
| From you have I been absent in the spring... (Sonnet 98) From you have I been absent in the spring, |
| Spring and All [By the road to the contagious hospital] By the road to the contagious hospital |
| Springing In a skiff on a sunrisen lake we are watchers. |
| Another Attempt at Rescue And to think I had just paid a cousin twenty dollars to shovel the walk |
| Black Petal I never claimed night fathered me |
| Butterfly Catcher In the Sixties |
| If a Wilderness Then spring came |
| Morning News Spring wafts up the smell of bus exhaust, of bread |
| National Poetry Month When a poem / speaks by itself, |
| In cold spring air In cold |
| spring love noise and all [excerpt] but i wondered what i would talk about |
| Song On May Morning Now the bright morning Star, Dayes harbinger |
| Birds Again A secret came a week ago though I already |
| Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever] A thing of beauty is a joy for ever |
| Each year I snap the twig to try to trap |
| Chansons Innocentes: I in Just- |
| Spring Day [Bath] The day is fresh-washed and fair |
| Alcove Is it possible that spring could be |
| Spring in New Hampshire Too green the springing April grass |
| The Enkindled Spring This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green |
| Spring Nothing is so beautiful as spring |
| [O were my love yon Lilac fair] O were my love yon Lilac fair |
| In the Memphis Airport Above the concourse, from a beam |
| Lines Written in Early Spring I heard a thousand blended notes |
| Spring To what purpose, April, do you return again |
| Spring Storm The sky has given over |
| Vernal Equinox The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book |
| After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains |
| The Winter's Tale Act IV, Scene II [When daffodils begin to peer] When daffodils begin to peer |
| Magdalen Walks The little white clouds are racing over the sky |
| Two Sewing The Wind is sewing with needles of rain |
| Thinking of Madame Bovary The first hot April day the granite step |
| Papyrus Spring . . . . . . . |
| Spring Song In the forest, amid old trees and wet dead leaves, a shrine |