Lawrence Dugan

Lawrence Dugan’s poems have appeared in ChroniclesFirst ThingsImageModern Ageand National Review.

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Panpsychism (believed in by those who know what particle physics is but are uneasy with “Big Bang” as a search term) has its limits I suspect...
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LOOKING EAST A Yes or No answer, black or white, is Not found staring at the ocean, much as The sea magnetizes our attention. It holds us more completely than we feel It does, the ...
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AT THE CHAPEL OF THE PINK SISTERS The crosses on the convent roofs Gleam sharply as the sun comes up. — Wallace Stevens, “Botanist on Alp (No. 2)” The March wind blows past the ...
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THE SS NORMANDIE Confiscated from Vichy France, she sat In the Hudson for months until the fire. The smoke was so thick over midtown, rumors Spread the Japanese had attacked New York. The old transatlantic ...
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YOUR MOVE “No modern poem was ever as obscure as Miss Sullivan’s naming water water for Helen Keller.” – Walker Percy When a bear hears ice crack he doesn’t listen, He moves.  He doesn’t think ...
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ALLINGER’S Six blocks from City Hall the old Fire-Chief’s Headquarters has granite gargoyles smiling Over the garage doors, perhaps the last They ever carved in Philadelphia. They wear stone fire-fighters’ hats and one blows Foam from ...
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THURBER’S VETERANS They brooded on the porches of Columbus Forty years after ’61, when they went South, crossed the Ohio, battled the rebels And returned. By 1900 there were Still dozens of them left in ...

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MORE SPACE An anthropology of space? A Cape May Scenario: porches, hammocks, flags; lawns Without stone ornaments, small windows That are bow-shaped for the sea wind, Mail boxes with salt-air-withered signs, The pavements narrow enough for ...
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MORE SPACE An anthropology of space? A Cape May Scenario: porches, hammocks, flags; lawns Without stone ornaments, small windows That are bow-shaped for the sea wind, Mail boxes with salt-air-withered signs, The pavements narrow enough for ...