“When a long-desired baby is born, what joy! More happiness than we find in sex, more than we take in success, revenge, or wealth. But should the same infant die, would you measure the horror on the same rule? Grief… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
“When a long-desired baby is born, what joy! More happiness than we find in sex, more than we take in success, revenge, or wealth.… — Donald Hall Copy Share
“The tree is burning on the autumn noon That builds each year the leaf and bark again. Though frost will strip it raw and… — Donald Hall Copy Share
I wish you were that birch rising from the clump behind you, and I the gray oak alongside. — Donald Hall Copy Share
“When I was sixteen I read ten books a week: E.E. Cummings, William Faulkner, Henry James, Hart Crane, John Steinbeck. I thought I progressed… — Donald Hall Copy Share
Baseball, because of its continuity over the space of America and the time of America, is a place where memory gathers. — Donald Hall Copy Share
Sweet death, small son, our instrument Of immortality, Your cries and hungers document Our bodily decay. — Donald Hall Copy Share
For a hundred and fifty years, in the pasture of dead horses, roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of your ribs,… — Donald Hall Copy Share
“As Henry Moore carved or modelled his sculpture every day, he strove to surpass Donatello 4. and failed, but woke the next morning elated… — Donald Hall Copy Share
In football they measure forty-yard sprints. Nobody runs forty yards in basketball. Maybe you run the ninety-four feet of the court; then you stop,… — Donald Hall Copy Share
I don't know where a poem comes from until after I've lived with it a long time. I've a notion that a poem comes… — Donald Hall Copy Share
“I read poems for the pleasure of the mouth. My heart is in my mouth, and the sound of poetry is the way in."… — Donald Hall Copy Share
