Collected Poems of Muriel Rukeyser

by Janet Kaufman

Yes, I have seen their eyes. In peaceful gardens, 321

  Yes, it is there, the city full of music, 508

  Yes it was the prince's kiss, 549

  Yes, we were looking at each other, 473

  You are like me born at the end of the year, 354

  “You are not pregnant,” said the man, 489

  You come from poets, kings, bankrupts, preachers, 429

  You dynamiting the structure of our loves, 47

  You grief woman you gave me a scarlet coverlet, 565

  You have made an art in which the sun is standing, 548

  You have not disappeared, 364

  You like the State of West Virginia very much, do you not?, 75

  You made healing as you wanted us to make bread and poems, 560

  You star up there, 520

  You told me resurrection in images of roots, 352

  You told me : they all went in and saw the glass, 415

  You will enter the world where death by fear and explosion, 282

  You would have loveliness in a cup and spoon, 583

  A young woman stands at the door of my small room, 591

  Your song where you lie long dead on the shore of a Spanish river, 434