Jimmy Carter

poets' works, I think the general reaction would be, well, they'll be extremely amateurish or they'll just be frivolous.

poets' works, I think the general reaction would be, well, they'll be extremely amateurish or they'll just be frivolous.

I think so. In this particular book, I put together about 45 poems and tried to make them as diverse as I could in their character.

I think so. In this particular book, I put together about 45 poems and tried to make them as diverse as I could in their character.

I think so. In this particular book, I put together about 45 poems and tried to make them as diverse as I could in their character.

I've written most of these poems in the last five years. And what I've done ordinarily is revise each poem maybe a dozen or 20 times, trying to simplify them, make sure we had the right word and that the words were juxtaposed properly and that... The lines either rhymed or didn't rhyme. In this particular poem, there are kind of slant rhymes. They're not direct rhymes.

I've written most of these poems in the last five years. And what I've done ordinarily is revise each poem maybe a dozen or 20 times, trying to simplify them, make sure we had the right word and that the words were juxtaposed properly and that... The lines either rhymed or didn't rhyme. In this particular poem, there are kind of slant rhymes. They're not direct rhymes.

I've written most of these poems in the last five years. And what I've done ordinarily is revise each poem maybe a dozen or 20 times, trying to simplify them, make sure we had the right word and that the words were juxtaposed properly and that... The lines either rhymed or didn't rhyme. In this particular poem, there are kind of slant rhymes. They're not direct rhymes.

This one is a poem about my father's last days. I was a submarine officer working under Admiral Rickover, developing the second nuclear submarine in history. And my father, I discovered, I found, I learned was dying. And I went home to be with him. And I've tried to put myself in the position of someone who is in his or her last days on a deathbed and how they might react to the world around them.

This one is a poem about my father's last days. I was a submarine officer working under Admiral Rickover, developing the second nuclear submarine in history. And my father, I discovered, I found, I learned was dying. And I went home to be with him. And I've tried to put myself in the position of someone who is in his or her last days on a deathbed and how they might react to the world around them.

This one is a poem about my father's last days. I was a submarine officer working under Admiral Rickover, developing the second nuclear submarine in history. And my father, I discovered, I found, I learned was dying. And I went home to be with him. And I've tried to put myself in the position of someone who is in his or her last days on a deathbed and how they might react to the world around them.

The name of this poem is Off My Father's Cancer and His Dreams. with those who love him near his bed seldom speaking anymore he lies too weak to raise his head but dreams from time to time in one he says he sees his wife so proud in her white uniform with other nurses trooping by Their girlish voices aimed to charm the young men lounging there. Then her eyes met his and hold.

The name of this poem is Off My Father's Cancer and His Dreams. with those who love him near his bed seldom speaking anymore he lies too weak to raise his head but dreams from time to time in one he says he sees his wife so proud in her white uniform with other nurses trooping by Their girlish voices aimed to charm the young men lounging there. Then her eyes met his and hold.

The name of this poem is Off My Father's Cancer and His Dreams. with those who love him near his bed seldom speaking anymore he lies too weak to raise his head but dreams from time to time in one he says he sees his wife so proud in her white uniform with other nurses trooping by Their girlish voices aimed to charm the young men lounging there. Then her eyes met his and hold.

A country courtship has begun. They've been together 30 years. Now she watches over him as she tries to hide her tears. All his children are at home but wonder what they ought to say or do either when he is awake or when he seems to fade away. They can't always be on guard, and sometimes if his mind is clear, he can grasp a whispered phrase never meant for him to hear.

A country courtship has begun. They've been together 30 years. Now she watches over him as she tries to hide her tears. All his children are at home but wonder what they ought to say or do either when he is awake or when he seems to fade away. They can't always be on guard, and sometimes if his mind is clear, he can grasp a whispered phrase never meant for him to hear.

A country courtship has begun. They've been together 30 years. Now she watches over him as she tries to hide her tears. All his children are at home but wonder what they ought to say or do either when he is awake or when he seems to fade away. They can't always be on guard, and sometimes if his mind is clear, he can grasp a whispered phrase never meant for him to hear.

He just seems weak all the time. I don't know what else to cook. He can't keep down anything. He hears a knocking on the door, voices of his friends, who bring a special cake or fresh-killed quail. They mumble out some words of love. try to learn how he might feel, and then go back to spread the word. They say he may have faded some.

He just seems weak all the time. I don't know what else to cook. He can't keep down anything. He hears a knocking on the door, voices of his friends, who bring a special cake or fresh-killed quail. They mumble out some words of love. try to learn how he might feel, and then go back to spread the word. They say he may have faded some.

He just seems weak all the time. I don't know what else to cook. He can't keep down anything. He hears a knocking on the door, voices of his friends, who bring a special cake or fresh-killed quail. They mumble out some words of love. try to learn how he might feel, and then go back to spread the word. They say he may have faded some.