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The Crows
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The Crows
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Poem Details
Original Publication Year:
1923
Poet:
Louise Bogan
Poetic Form:
Quatrain
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Medusa
The Crows
Women
Cassandra
The Alchemist
The Dragonfly
Poems that Share Poetic Form
280 (I felt a Funeral, in my Brain)
303 (The Soul selects her own Society)
754 (My Life had stood——a Loaded Gun——)
712 (Because I could not stop for Death)
258 (There's a certain Slant of light,)
657 (I dwell in Possibility——)
613 (They shut me up in Prose——)
601 (A still——Volcano——Life——)
520 (I started Early——Took my Dog——)
341 (After great pain, a formal feeling comes——)
The Armadillo
For the Union Dead
Aunt Jemima of the Ocean Waves
Aunt Jennifer's Tigers
The Need of Being Versed In Country Things
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Gathering Leaves
In a Disused Graveyard
Desert Places
Neither Out Far Nor In Deep
Refugee Ship
To a Dark Girl
The Boy Soprano
Medusa
Women
A Black Man Talks of Reaping
Miracles
Where It Ends
The Truth The Dead Know
Esta Noche
Esta Noche
Black Tambourine
Chaplinesque
Episode of Hands
Proem: to Brooklyn Bridge
#613 (445) ("They shut me up in Prose-")
#657 (466) ("I dwell in Possibility-")
For Love
To John Keats, Poet, at Spring Time
The Haunted Oak
#258 (320) ("There's a certain Slant of light,")
#712 (479) ("Because I could not stop for Death-")
#754 (764) ("My Life had stood-a Loaded Gun-")
#303 (409) ("The Soul selects her own Society-")
#280 (340) ("I felt a Funeral, in my Brain")
#341 (372) ("After great pain, a formal feeling comes-")
#520 (656) ("I started Early-Took my Dog-")
#601 (517) ("A still-Volcano-Life-")
