GOING TO SLEEP IN THE COUNTRY
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- STANDARDS. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;9/19/1977, Vol. 53 Issue 31, p35
The article presents the poem "Standards," by Howard Moss. First Line: Sadly among the patient standards; Last Line: A perfection not to be known for long.
- ANEMONES. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;6/24/1974, Vol. 50 Issue 18, p36
The article presents the poem "Anemones," by Howard Moss. First line: Your waxen petals'; Last line: Nothing but anemones?
- RAIN. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;8/25/1956, Vol. 32 Issue 27, p36
The article presents the poem "Rain," by Howard Moss. First Line: Dear, on a day of dumb rain, Last Line: And only the dead are wrong.
- THE MEETING. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;8/20/1966, Vol. 42 Issue 26, p36
Presents the poem "The Meeting," by Howard Moss. First Line: It never occurred to me, never, Last Line: It was there, I think, we finally met.
- In Traffic. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;4/19/1982, Vol. 58 Issue 9, p42
The article presents the poem "In Traffic," by Howard Moss. First Line: Even if the highway had been moved to dance, Last Line: to let us know it was worth the trip.
- Impatiens. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;4/10/1978, Vol. 54 Issue 8, p40
The article presents the poem "Impatiens," by Howard Moss. First Line: Your current pain no longer divides you; Last Line: A child waking up to the horror of love.
- GRAVEL. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;8/15/1977, Vol. 53 Issue 26, p29
The article presents the poem "Gravel," by Howard Moss. First Line: The many here; Last Line: Will be more than stone.
- FLORIDA. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;1/31/1959, Vol. 34 Issue 50, p26
The article presents the poem "Florida," by Howard Moss. First line: In the unsparing South, Last line: Race to embrace the cold.
- THE STAIRS. Moss, Howard // New Yorker;1/22/1972, Vol. 47 Issue 49, p32
The article presents the poem "The Stairs," by Howard Moss. First Line: Starting out as love, it climbed the stairs; Last Line: The clearest of all sleeps, then nothing clear.
