“Onion Days,” 7

“Open Letter to the Poet Archibald MacLeish Who Has Forsaken His Massachusetts Farm to Make Propaganda for Freedom,” 129

“Osawatomie,” 147

“Our Hells,” 254

Over an order of planked whitefish at a downtown club, 105

Paint his head against lavender shadows, 96

“Painted Fishes,” 43

“Paula,” 67

Paula is digging and shaping the loam of a salvia, 68

“People, Yes, The,” No. 1, 207

“People, Yes, The,” No. 4, 208

“People, Yes, The,” No. 20, 211

“People, Yes, The,” No. 37, 212

“People, Yes, The,” No. 55, 161

“People, Yes, The,” No. 57, 81

“People, Yes, The,” No. 58, 216

“People, Yes, The,” No. 78, 217

“People, Yes, The,” No. 81, 19

“People, Yes, The,” No. 107, 219

“Phizzog,” 241

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo, 134

“Planked Whitefish,” 105

“Poems Done on a Late Night Car,” 175

Poetry is a projection across silence of cadences arranged to break that silence with definite intentions of echoes, syllables, wave lengths, 269

“Poppies,” 68

“Potato Blossom Songs and Jigs,” 247

“Prairie,” 176

“Prairie Waters by Night,” 40

“Ready to Kill,” 103

“Red-Headed Restaurant Cashier,” 195

Remembrance for a great man is this, 79

Renoir goes on painting, 142

“Reporter in Debt, A,” 174

“Road and the End, The,” 246

Rum tiddy um, 247

“Salvage,” 107

Sand of the sea runs red, 38

“Sayings of Henry Stephens,” 165

Shake back your hair, O red-headed girl, 195

“She Held Herself a Deep Pool for Him,” 72

she held herself a deep pool for him, 72

She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in, 68

She regrets a lost town in Vermont, 145

she wore a blue gown for him once, 71

“Sherwood Anderson,” 148

Six years I worked in a knitting mill at a machine, 59

“Sketch,” 37

“Skyscraper,” 17

“Slabs of the Sunburnt West,” 197

“Smoke and Steel,” 184

Smoke of autumn is on it all, 45

Smoke of the fields in spring is one, 184

“So you want to divide all the money there is,” 212

Socrates had a fool woman, 141

“Soiled Dove,” 13

“Sojourner Truth Speaking,” 159

“Southern Pacific” 55

“Spanish,” 70

Spring is when the grass turns green and glad, 195

Stuff of the moon, 38

“Style,” 247

Style—go ahead talking about style, 247

“Sunset from Omaha Hotel Window,” 39

“Taking on Suds Men Talk,” 57

Taking on suds men talk, 57

Ten minutes now I have been looking at this, 103

“Tentative (First Model) Definitions of Poetry,” 269

The abracadabra boys—have they been in the stacks and cloisters?, 254

The buffaloes are gone, 253

The bumble bees clamber on the saw edges of gladiolas, 41

The dago shovelman sits by the railroad track, 55

The first frost comes now and turns the river water still and clear, 43

The fog comes, 37

The Government—I heard about the Government and I went out to find it, 265

The lawyers, Bob, know too much, 190

The lean hands of wagon men, 21

The lips of you are with me tonight, 70