Index of First Lines

Jay Scott : Poems : Index of First Lines
Poems Home All 108 Poems Variously Arranged Latest Additions Most-Viewed Newest First One at a Time Some Notes The Texts Density Analysis Poetic Form Bitslice Rhyme Sculpted Meter   Links Indexes Titles First Lines Topics   Forms Allusions Parodies Rhythms   Languages The age of opportunity The aim and the error form one word As time passes As when the fisher, lost in the wine-dark wine Back when Barbary waived the rules Barnacles bound from the harrowing sound Be not the first by whom the new is tried Be or not be to beweep Beauty has teeth, teeth beauty; farewell, wits Better safe than storied Blasting through the sky The boy flew off the burning deck Bring me my prose of turning cold Busy young fool, unruly Donne By my so potent art, as full as opera Confusion is only natural Dance, dance, Jesus dance Death, be not sad, though some have called thee A delicate rhythm befits the informal age don’t be a slave Double, double, cosmic bubble The earth was bashed together from rocks The ear—the plug—the fate of a churning nation— First Witch For all the bird’s misgiving From the arc of the ankle A girl stood by the ocean The glorious backlit marmalade slides down the sky The haiku warned me Hang your head up on the wall Higgledy piggledy The horror crawls in toddlers’ scrawls Humpty Dumpty lies in state I hope you did not miss the beautiful moon I met a robot from Aristarchus Rim I pulled on a loose thread of history I saw a goth girl on the train one night I set the goals that make the whole world run I stand on a balcony high in the tower I used to have a handsome fatherland I will go down to DC again, to the crowded Mall and the Pool I would like to turn everyone’s attention to a writer who, unlike many others, continued to swim after making his splash If ever the ships come to break our clan If I had my druthers, I would live importing lark song In the world’s first night the earth lay down In ’79, in Davis, California The Internet loads mysterious codes Itsy, Bitsy, Tiny and Few Just slept when I awoke Lady Liberty came to me last night le do zilcrino le xuncutcpi su’o slaka Let the firebrand awake! Look how the rosy-fingered dawn Lunch comes in at the mouth Mumbledy jumbledy My darling, we were children My heart aches, and the blackest hellfire fiend nothing depends Now, what does a seahorse use for a rocking chair? O Generation of the entirely snug Odysseus dodged the sirens. He dared not risk Oh say, can you see, by the light’s early dawn On August 21, 1969, a spacecraft arrived in Earth orbit Ours is not to reason why Over the hills and over The placing of blame is a difficult matter Put out your eyes as if they were a fire Red-winged blackbirds are all we know The roses are dead Roses are rose and violets are violet The rumpled sun wakes up to survey the earth Seinfeld and Roseanne Barr A Shout of Herbal Essence The sink is full tonight So wie Wolken, weiß und weltumfassend Sodium light is the ship’s sky Some say the world will end in trash ,somewhere i could never travel Speak now, or forever hold your gall Split the hair - when you face the music Summer is in the eye of the Swift as a chimney swallowing a barn Symmetry: She is the lovely ideal tell a tale of ten-pins Then.. There’s one birthday that I’m pretty sure pretty much everyone will pretty much forget Three counts for mountebanks out of the eye tiled like a bathroom A tiny snack can justify ’Tis better to have loved and lost To me there is only one day To repel the tearing terrorists Twinkle, twinkle, little star The U.N. has a resolution Walk off, walk off, Voltaire, Rousseau We are neoformalists The Weekly World News and the National Enquirer What fun it is to mold your craft When a water drop arrives When Cupertino smites the air When the forts of folly fall When we first met I saw a blinding flash Who and when, where and why Who can know the future? Who, if I cried warning, would hear me among the angelic The world is charged with obstruction of justice