“The Elementary Scene" Looking back in my mind I can see The white sun like a tin plate Over the wooden turning of the weeds; The street jerking --a wet swing-- To end by the wall the children sang. The… — Randall Jarell Copy Share Image
“The Elementary Scene" Looking back in my mind I can see The white sun like a tin plate Over the wooden turning of the… — Randall Jarell Copy Share Image
“How young I seem; I am exceptional; I think of all I have. But really no one is exceptional, No one has anything, I'm… — Randall Jarell Copy Share Image
“It is always difficult for poets to believe that one says their poems are bad not because one is a fiend, but because their… — Randall Jarell Copy Share Image
