Hayden Carruth
3 August 1921 – 29 September 2008
Last poems
Tell me again how the white heron rises and flies across the nacreous river at twilight toward the distant islands
The Voice That Is Great Within Us
After The stranger
Asphalt georgics
Beside the shadblow tree
Brothers, I Loved You All
Collected longer poems
Dark World Poems
Doctor Jazz
Effluences from the sacred caves
Effluences from the Sacred Caves