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The poem "New Dark Ages," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The loose stonework and an outdated sense of freedom; Last Line: to give it all away, to become lighter than air.

The poem "Muse," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: You are somewhere very close to the porch. Last Line: make sense and I read the truth with my hands.

The poem "Survey," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: I am so lonely for the twentieth century, Last Line: as peach blossom. But the poor years come too late.

The poem "A Branch of the Discipline," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The red forest is; Last Line: one last thing.

The poem "The Old Causes," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: In the cool future, one putts off her dress by a window; Last Line: crowned with the future's coronal of lamplight.

The poem "New Dark Ages," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The loose stonework and an outdated sense of freedom; Last Line: to give it all away, to become lighter than air.

The poem "Festival Tumult," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Careless with the unhealthy orchestra, Last Line: of Eden and then a wilderness.

The poem "Least Said," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: One little turbulence, a candle lit; Last Line: is Paradise and needs no memorial.

The poem "White Pastoral," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: It is not a film. You cannot stay outside it; Last Line: as I feel the weightless summer clothes of the material air.

The poem "Wartime," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: All the more beautiful in the concert hall; Last Line: but someplace. It fills the earth like music.

The poem "The World's Fair Cities," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Too many people on both sides of a window; Last Line: and talked crazy with both of my hands.

The poem "Apocrypha," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: I don't know why anyone writes history. Last Line: for the ascent of angels and pure physicians.

The poem "Magus," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The few, the lucky, make their way; Last Line: There is nothing it does not know about the stars.

The poem "From the Outside," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Someone lives a much better life. Last Line: is my sister life, a chill atonality.

The poem "A Prospect of Youth," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Cutting the losses, taking myself back; Last Line: They made no child and grew tall in secret, in that triumph.

The poem "Heliotrope: Years and Years After the Revolution," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The leveling weight of music and weather; Last Line: gone black. The basements of cities. June 12 so clearly.

The poem "The Inns of Protest," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The airy, slow intercourse of a child, neither; Last Line: is a music without brandy, merciless this time.

The poem "The Judas Nocturne," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Twilight is espionage conducted openly, Last Line: but larger than the world, brighter than the end of the world.

The poem "Perspective," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The view from the air belongs to no one. Last Line: that cannot live on the ground or save my country.

The poem "A Parish in the Bronx," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The moving filaments of traffic shadow; Last Line: so high that the dead see you and come home.

The poem "The New World," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: A little emptiness beforehand, Last Line: Outside, the remote handiwork of traffic makes no sound.

The poem "The Northeast Corridor," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: The bar in the commuter station steams; Last Line: I lived in one place. I want to die in another.

The poem "1919," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: All that year, the fronts of houses; Last Line: They played upon each other as upon keyboard instruments.

The poem "How Passion Comes to Matter," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: When I was a boy, my father drove us once; Last Line: In left-wing cities, we can drive no faster.

The poem "On the Cape," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Unchallenged purposes of summer rain; Last Line: New insects. New jewels. The cottages flying open.

The poem "Warm Days in January," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: It has never been so easy to cry; Last Line: or young man follows with darling hunger.

The poem "You See Corsica," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Hyphen from one bondage; Last Line: mirage out of the ashes.

The poem "A Type of Agnes," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: We must kill the street. Last Line: childhood was better, dense on a blue Sunday where the water lay.

The poem "Sirius," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: A vineleaf at the window; Last Line: light also reaches her, no one to say otherwise.

The poem "City More Than I Suspected," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Where Lot's wife left the train; Last Line: No one travels farther than that.

The poem "Muse," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: You are somewhere very close to the porch. Last Line: make sense and I read the truth with my hands.

The article presents quotes from some individuals praising Martha Ronk's poetry book "Vertigo," including Sarah Manguso, Donald Revell and Cole Swensen.

The article offers information on the work author Donald Revell, "Arcady" book which draws its inspiration from poets Henry David Thoreau and Charles Ives. It says that the book is driven by a series of deaths in the poet's intimate circle, wherein most poems begin as meditations on loss and self transformation. It also mentions the insights of author Robert Creeley and editor Bin Ramke on Revell's poems and book.

The poem "Virgil Watched Them," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Virgil watched them; Last Line: Our friends long before sundown.

The poem "Thucydides," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Terror guarded the mid-region; Last Line: Exit pursued by a bear.

The poem "Serve the Axe All Dross and No Helen," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: Serve the axe all dross and no Helen; Last Line: WATERCOLOR IS SO DEEPLY AMERICA.

The poem "A Wind and Nothing," by Donald Revell is presented. First Line: A wind and nothing; Last Line: Saith Moon in her snowy.