A bird the size A Timbered Choir
A child unborn, the coming year Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
A gracious lady came to us Given 
A gracious Sabbath stood here while they stood Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
A gracious spirit sings as it comes The Wheel, Collected Poems
A high wooded hill near Florence, an April Openings, Collected Poems
A long time ago, returning A Timbered Choir
A man could be a god A Part, Collected Poems
A man is lying on a bed A Timbered Choir
A man with some authentic worries A Timbered Choir
A mind that has confronted ruin for years Given 
A people in the throes of national prosperity, who Entries
A shower like a little song Entries
A sparrow is The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
A spring wind blowing Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
A tired man leaves his labor, felt Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
A woman wholly given in love is held Entries
A young man leaving home Given
A young man's love is bitter love Entries
Above trees and rooftops A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
After a mild winter Sabbaths 2002, Given 
After she died there came a day Entries
After the campaign of the killing machines Given 
After the slavery of the body, dumbfoundment A Timbered Choir
After we saw the wild ducks A Part, Collected Poems
Again I resume the long Given 
Again we come A Timbered Choir
All day our eyes could find no resting place The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
All day the crops burn in the cloudless air Entries
All goes back to the earth Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
All our days are arrows; now at the turn The Country of Marriage
All that I serve will die, all my delights Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
All that passes descends The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
All that patriotism requires, and all that it can be Given 
All yesterday afternoon I sat Sabbaths 2002, Given 
Alone, he has come to the end Farming: A Hand Book
Always in the distance A Timbered Choir
Always on their generation's breaking wave Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
Amid the gray trunks of ancient trees we found Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
An old man, who has been on many days Given 
And now the lowland grove is down, the trees A Timbered Choir
And now the remnant groves grow bright with praise A Timbered Choir
And now this leaf lies brightly on the ground A Timbered Choir
And sometimes he fulfills Entries
Another rainy winter A Part
Another Sunday morning comes Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Another year has returned to us A Timbered Choir
As he crosses the lake Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
As I started home after dark Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
As my first blow against it, I would not stay Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
As spring begins the river rises Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
As the day goes my mind keeps turning The Country of Marriage
As timely as a river Given
Ask the world to reveal its quietude Given 
At first there was the woods Clearing
At my age my father The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
At start of spring I open a trench A Part, Collected Poems 
At the end of October Openings, Collected Poems
At the first strokes of the fiddle bow The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Awaked from the persistent dream Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir

Because desire and will are strong Clearing (Work Song)
Being, whose flesh dissolves Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Believe the automatic righteousness Openings, Collected Poems
Best of any song A Timbered Choir
Better born than married, misled Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
Between painting a roof yesterday and the hay Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
Between the living world A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Beyond this final house The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
Birth of color Openings, Collected Poems
Bridged and forgot, the river The Wheel, Collected Poems
Bright frost adrift Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
(Burley Coulter, once in time) Given
But do the Lords of War in fact Given
By expenditure of hope Given
By the fall of years I learn how it has been Clearing (Work Song), Collected Poems

Can I see the buds that are swelling Given
Certain and elect, a man is going to a happy place Entries
Clumsy at first, fitting together The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Cold and dim, the winter day Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
Come, dear brothers Entries, Selected Poems
Coming to the woods' edge A Timbered Choir
Crumbs of rotton stone Clearing
Cut off in front of the line A Timbered Choir

Dark with power, we remain Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Dead at the pasture edge Openings
Dear Hayden, when I read your book I was aching Entries
Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Deep in the back ways of my mind I see them Openings, Collected Poems
Did I believe I had a clear mind The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Do not think me gentle A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Don't think of it The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Dream ended, I went out, awake Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir

Early in the morning, walking Given
Eight below zero on the fifth of March A Part
Enclosing the field within bounds Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Estranged by distance, he relearns Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Even in a country you know by heart A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Even in the darkness, love Entries
Even love must pass through loneliness The Wheel, Collected Poems
Even while I dreamed I prayed that what I saw was only fear A Timbered Choir
Every afternoon the old turtle Sabbaths 2002, Given
Except in idea, perfection is as wild Findings, Selected Poems

Finally will it not be enough A Timbered Choir
Flying at night, above the clouds, all earthmarks spurned A Part, Collected Poems
For parents, the only way A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
For whatever is let go The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
Forgive me, my delight The Wheel, Collected Poems
Forsaking all others, we The Wheel, Collected Poems
From many hard workdays in the fields Entries
From my wife and household and fields Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
From the porch at dusk I watched Openings, Collected Poems
From the union of power and money Entries, Selected Poems

Given the solemn river Given
Go by the narrow road A Timbered Choir
Great deathly powers have passed Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Growing weather; enough rain Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems

Hail to the forest born again Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Hate has no world A Timbered Choir
Having lived long in time Entries, Selected Poems
Having made the place Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
Having once put his hand into the ground Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
He comes along the street, singing The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
He dreamed there was a storm Entries
He has a tall cedar he wanted to cut for posts A Timbered Choir
He thought to keep himself from Hell A Timbered Choir
He wakes in darkness. All around Given
He was in his strength, the most feeling Entries
Her fate seizes her and brings her The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Here by the road where people are carried, with A Timbered Choir
Here where the dark-sourced stream brims up Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Here where the world is being made Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
His enemy, the universe, surrounds him nightly with stars The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
His memories lived in the place Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Horseback on Sunday morning The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
How exactly good it is Openings, Collected Poems
How hard it is for me, who live Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
How joyful to be together, alone Entries, Selected Poems
How light the burdens of despair A Part
How long does it take to make the woods Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
How many have relinquished Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
However just and anxious I have been Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Hunting them, a man must sweat, bear A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems

I am done with apologies. If contrariness is my Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
I am going with seed The Country of Marriage
I am oppressed by all the room taken up by the dead Farming: A Hand Book
I began to be followed by a voice saying Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I built a timely room beside the river Given
I came out to the barn lot A Part, Collected Poems
I climb up through the thicket A Timbered Choir
I come to it again A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I come to the fear of love A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I dream an inescapable dream Openings (The Return 3), Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I dream of a quiet man Given
I dream of you walking at night along the streams The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I dreamed of my father when he was old Entries, Selected Poems
I employ the blind mandolin player The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
I fired the brush pile by the creek Entries
I go among trees and sit still Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
I go from the woods into the cleared fields Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
I go in under foliage The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I have again come home A Timbered Choir
I have been spared another day Openings
I have taken in the light The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I imagine him as he must appear Entries
I knew her when I saw her Entries
I know for a while again Given
I leave the warmth of the stove A Timbered Choir
I love to lie down weary Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
I made an opening The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
I mistook your white head for a flower Given
I never have denied Entries
I owned a slope full of stones Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I part the out thrusting branches A Part, Collected Poems
I stood and heard the steps of the city The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I tell my love in rhyme The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
I think of Gloucester, blind, led through the world A Timbered Choir
I think of us lying asleep The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
I too am not at home A Timbered Choir
I used to know as many people Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
I used to wish for a breakthrough A Part
I walk in openings A Timbered Choir
I was at home alone. He came Entries
I was born in a drouth year. That summer Farming: A Hand Book
I was wakened from my dream of the ruined world by the A Timbered Choir
I was walking in a dark valley The Wheel, Collected Poems
I was your rebellious son Entries, Selected Poems
I went away only A Timbered Choir
I will wait here in the fields A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
I wish I was easy in my mind, but I ain't A Part
I would have each couple turn The Wheel, Collected Poems
I would not have been a poet A Timbered Choir
If we will have the wisdom to survive Clearing (Work Song), Selected Poems
If you are not to become a monster Entries, Selected Poems
If you provided a marriage feast Entries
I'll never know what causes it Openings
In a country without saints or shrines Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
In a crease of the hill Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
In a dream I meet A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
In a single motion the river comes and goes Given
In a time that breaks Openings, Collected Poems
In early morning we awaken from A Timbered Choir
In happiness, we reject the fair A Part
In Heaven the starry saints will wipe away Given
In ignorance of the source, our want The Wheel, Collected Poems
In January cold, the year's short light Entries, Selected Poems
In my line of paperwork A Part, Collected Poems
In spring we planted seed A Timbered Choir
In the April rain I climbed up to drink Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
In the dark of the moon, in flying snow, in the dead of winter Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
In the dusk of the river, the wind Openings, Collected Poems
In the empty lot--a place The Broken Ground, Selected Poems
In the essential prose The Broken Ground, Selected Poems
In the evening there were flocks of nighthawks Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
In the great circle, dancing in The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
In the mating of trees The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
In the place that is my own place, whose earth Openings (The Return 7), Selected Poems
In the stilled place that once was a road going down Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
In the town's graveyard the oldest plot now frees itself Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
In the world forever one Given
In this age of nearly perfect Entries
In this sad world where Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
In this woman the earth speaks Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
Instead of reading Chairman Mao A Part
Is this the river of life Sabbaths 2002, Given 
It is a day of the earth's renewing without any man's doing or help Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
It is almost spring again A Timbered Choir
It is late November, Thanksgiving Given
It is no longer necessary to sleep The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
It is presumptuous and irresponsible to pray for other people Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
It is the destruction of the world A Timbered Choir
It seems we live before a mirror now Sabbaths 2002 
It takes all time to see eternity Given
It's the immemorial feelings A Part, Collected Poems
I've come down from the sky Given

(Jayber Crow in old age) Given

Late in the night I pay Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
Late winter cold Sabbaths 2002, Given
Let him escape hospital and doctor Findings, Selected Poems
Let them stand still for the bullet, and stare the shooter in the eye A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Let us pledge allegiance to the flag Entries
Life forgives its depredations Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Life is your privilege, not your belonging A Part, Collected Poems
Lift up the dead leaves A Timbered Choir
Like a room, the clear stanza The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
Like a tide it comes in The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Lonely, lonely. The first snow Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
Love, all day there has been at the edge of my mind Openings, Collected Poems
Love the quick profit, the annual raise The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Loving you has taught me the infinite A Timbered Choir

Machines pass on the road, so heavy Entries
May what I've written here A Timbered Choir
Men's negligence and their Farming: A Hand Book
Must another poor body, brought Entries
My first blow against it, I would not stay Farming: A Hand Book
My gentle hill, I rest The Wheel, Collected Poems
My grandfather, in the lost tongue Entries
My old friend tells us how the country changed Entries, Selected Poems
My old friend, the owner The Broken Ground, Selected Poems
My sore ran in the night A Timbered Choir

No, no, there is no going back A Timbered Choir
Not again in this flesh will I see Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Nothing is simple A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Now, as a man learning A Timbered Choir
Now constantly there is the sound Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Now I have reached the age A Timbered Choir
Now Loyce Flood is dead A Timbered Choir
Now, surely, I am getting old A Timbered Choir
Now that you have gone A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Now the old ways that have brought us The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Now though the season warms Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Now with its thunder spring A Timbered Choir
Now you have slipped away A Timbered Choir
Now you know the worst A Timbered Choir

O Thou, far off and here, whole and broken A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
O when the world's at peace The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
October's completing light falls Clearing (Work Song)
Old forest, tall household of the birds, no more A Part
On summer evenings we sat in the yard A Timbered Choir
On the housetop, the floor of the boundless Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
Once there was a man who filmed his vacation Entries, Selected Poems
One day I walked imagining A Timbered Choir
One faith is bondage. Two The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
One morning out of time A Timbered Choir
Our Christmas tree is A Timbered Choir
Our household for the time made right Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Our kind vandalize the earth The Country of Marriage
Over the river in loud flood Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir

Paradise might have appeared here The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
Parting from you, rising Entries
Passed through the dark wall The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Passion has brought me Clearing (Work Song)
Planting trees early in spring A Part, Collected Poems

Raindrops on the tin roof A Part, Collected Poems
Raking hay on a rough slope A Timbered Choir
Remembering that it happened once A Timbered Choir

Seventeen more years, and they are here A Timbered Choir
Seventeen seventy one A Part, Collected Poems
Shadows rise out of the hollows A Part
She worries me. Three years Farming: A Hand Book
Shrugging in the flight of its leaves The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Sits level Entries
Six days of work are spent Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Slowly, slowly, they return Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
So this is what happened A Part
Solitude, rain and wind, the night cold Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
Some had derided him Given
Some Sunday afternoon, it may be A Timbered Choir
Somehow it has all The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Sometimes hidden from me Entries, Selected Poems
Sometimes in sleeping he forgets Entries
Sometimes we do not know what time he's in Entries
Spell the spiel of cause and effect Entries, Selected Poems
Stone churches, seeking Heaven's face Entries
Surely it will be for this: the redbud Given

Tanya. Now that I am getting old Given
Teach me the work that honors Thy work Sabbaths 2002, Given
Terrors are to come. The earth Openings, Collected Poems
That is the glimmering vein The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
That was a lovely time we had out there Farming: A Hand Book
The acadian flycatcher, not Sabbaths 2002, Given
The bell calls in the town Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir, Travelling at Home
The best reward in going to the woods A Timbered Choir
The body in the invisible A Timbered Choir
The buildings are all womanly. Their roofs Farming: A Hand Book
The cherries turn ripe, ripe Sabbaths 2002, Given 
The clearing rests in song and shade Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The cloud is free only The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The crop must drink, we move the pipe Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The crops were made. The leaves Clearing, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The dark around us come Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The dead come near him in his sleep Entries
The difference is a polished Given
The dogs of indecision The Country of Marriage, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The eager dog lies strange and still Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The ears stung with cold Openings, Collected Poems
The evening after Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
The ewes crowd to the manger A Timbered Choir
The fearfulness of hands that have learned killing Openings
The Feltner's back porch in early July, 1948 Farming: A Hand Book
The field mouse flickers Clearing (Where 2), Collected Poems
The first man who whistled A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The fisherman rows up the river Openings
The flocking blackbirds fly across Sabbaths 2002, Given 
The fowls speak and sing, settling for the night Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The freckled lilies Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
The frog with lichened back and golden thigh Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The fume and shock and uproar Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The god of the river leans The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
The gods are less A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The grower of trees, the gardener, the man born to farming Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The hand is risen from the earth Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The hill pasture, an open place among the trees Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The hook of adrenaline shoves The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
The horses graze the winter slope A Part
The house is cold at dawn Given
The incarnate Word is with us Given
The intellect so ravenous to know Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The kindly faithful light returns Given
The land is an ark, full of things waiting Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The leveling of the water, its increase Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The light is low and red upon the fields Entries
The little stream sings Given
The lives of the rock Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
The longer we are together A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The lovers know the loveliness A Timbered Choir
The low songs of summer's end Clearing (Work Song)
The mad farmer, the thirsty one Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The mind is the continuity Findings, Collected Poems
The morning comes. The old woman, a spot A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The morning lights Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The old oak wears new leaves A Timbered Choir
The old, whose bodies encrust their lives Openings
The opening out and out The Broken Ground, Selected Poems
The pasture, bleached and cold two weeks ago Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The poem is important, but Entries, Selected Poems
The politics of illusion, of death's money Given
The question before me, now that I Given
The ripe grassheads bendin the starlight Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The river steams in the cold The Country of Marriage
The river takes the land, and leaves nothing A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The sea always arriving Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The seed is in the ground A Timbered Choir
The seeds begin abstract as their species Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The sky bright after summer-ending rain A Timbered Choir
The songs of small birds fade away Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
The spring woods hastening now Given
The stepping stones, once A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The storied leaves fall through the stories A Part
The summer ends, and it is time Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The tall marigolds darken The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
The team rests in shade at the edge A Timbered Choir
The trees are already half bare Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
The two, man and boy, wait A Timbered Choir
The valley holds its shadow The Wheel, Collected Poems
The voices of travellers on the hill road The Country of Marriage
The wild cherries ripen, black and fat A Part, Collected Poems
The wind of the fall is here Given
The wind scruffling it, the bay The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
The wind too has its Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
The winter world of loss A Timbered Choir
The winter wren is back, quick Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The woods and pastures are joyous Given
The woods is shining this morning Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
The woods is white with snow Given
The world as men have made it is an ungainly Farming: A Hand Book
The world of machines is running A Timbered Choir
The year begins with war A Timbered Choir
The year relents, and free Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
The yellow-throated warbler, the highest remotest voice Given
There is a day A Timbered Choir
There is a flower called touch-me-not Entries
There is poor pleasure in this The Country of Marriage
They are fighting again the war to end war Given
There is a place you can go Given
They are gone, the wild Farming: A Hand Book
They are here again A Part, Collected Poems
They come singly, the little streams Given
They depart from what they have failed Openings
They lived long and were faithful The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
They sit together on the porch, the dark A Timbered Choir
They were into the lambing, up late Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
This is a story handed down A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
This is the time you'd like to stay Given
This man, proud and young Entries, Selected Poems
This, then, is to be the way? Freedom's candle will be Given
Those who give their thought A Timbered Choir
Through elm, buckeye, thorn Clearing, Collected Poems
Though the air is full of singing The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Through the weeks of deep snow A Part, Collected Poems
Thrush song, stream song, holy love Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir, Traveling at Home
To be at home on its native ground The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
To draw together the differences Openings
To enrich the earth I have sowed clover and grass Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
To give mind to machines, they are calling it A Timbered Choir
To go in the dark with a light is to know the light Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems
To know the inhabiting reasons Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
To long for what can be fulfilled in time Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
To long for what eternity fulfills Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
To love is to suffer--did I Entries, Selected Poems
To moralize the state, they drag out a man Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
To re-enter Openings
To search for what belongs where it is The Wheel, Collected Poems
To sit and look at light-filled leaves Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
True harvests no mere intent may reap A Part, Collected Poems
Turn toward the holocaust, it approaches Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems

Uncle Rad wasn't what you'd call Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
Until I have appeased the itch Entries
Up in the blown-down woods Given

Wash your hands, get them good and clean A Part
Washed into the doorway The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
We are others and the earth The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
We come at last to the dark Sabbaths 2002, Given
We follow the dead to their graves Given
We have kept to the way we chose A Timbered Choir
We have walked so many times, my boy Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
We hear way off approaching sounds Given
We know the winter earth upon the body of the young president, and the early dark falling November Twenty Six Nineteen Hundred Sixty Three
We lay in our bed as in a tomb Entries, Selected Poems
We live by mercy if we live A Timbered Choir
We, travellers, walking to the sun, can't see Given
We watch the TV show Entries
We went in darkness where A Timbered Choir
We who prayed and wept A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
We will see no more The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
What a consolation it is, after Given
What death means is not this The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
What did I learn from him Entries, Selected Poems
What do the tall trees say A Timbered Choir
What hard travail God does in death Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
What I fear most is despair Given
What if, in the high, restful sanctuary Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
What must a man do to be at home in the world Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
What she made in her body is broken The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
What stood will stand, though all be fallen Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
What the clover says Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
What vision or blindness lives Openings
What we have been becomes The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
What we leave behind to sleep Clearing, Collected Poems
Whatever happens Given
Whatever is foreseen in joy Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
When despair for the world grows in me Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
When he goes out in the morning The Broken Ground, Collected Poems
When I cannot be with you Entries, Selected Poems
When I was a boy here A Part, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
When I was a young man Entries, Selected Poems
When I was young and lately wed Entries
When my father was an old man A Timbered Choir
When we convene again Given
Where the great trees were felled A Timbered Choir
Where the road came, no longer bearing men Farming: A Hand Book, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
While the summer's growth kept me Farming: A Hand Book, Collected Poems
While we unloaded the hay from the truck, building Farming: A Hand Book
Who makes a clearing makes a work of art Sabbaths, A Timbered Choir
Whose light is this The Country of Marriage
Willing to die The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
Winding out of the hills Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look
Window. Window Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Within the circles of our lives The Wheel, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Worn to brightness, this A Timbered Choir

You lean at ease in your warm house at night after supper Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
You never know Clearing
You put on my clothes The Country of Marriage, Collected Poems
"You see," my mother said, and laughed A Timbered Choir
You will be walking some night Openings, Selected Poems, Collected Poems
Young, we had not enough Sayings & Doings and An Eastward Look, A Part