Stanley Plumly
Born
in Barnesville, Ohio
May 23, 1939
Died
April 12, 2019
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Posthumous Keats: A Personal Biography
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published
2008
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5 editions
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The Immortal Evening: A Legendary Dinner with Keats, Wordsworth, and Lamb
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published
2014
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6 editions
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Old Heart: Poems
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published
2007
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5 editions
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Now That My Father Lies Down Beside Me: New and Selected Poems, 1970-2000
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published
2000
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3 editions
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Out-of-the-Body Travel
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published
1978
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5 editions
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Middle Distance: Poems
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Orphan Hours: Poems
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published
2012
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7 editions
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Boy on the Step (American Poetry Series)
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published
1994
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4 editions
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Against Sunset: Poems
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Elegy Landscapes: Constable and Turner and the Intimate Sublime
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“And now each day seems,
Like my own soul, farther and farther off,
Lost in its light as in a dream in which I meant to ask you something.”
― Old Heart: Poems
Like my own soul, farther and farther off,
Lost in its light as in a dream in which I meant to ask you something.”
― Old Heart: Poems
“The main floor of Penn Station, early,
the first commuters arriving, leaving,
the man outstretched on his coat,
wide circles of survivors forming.
He's half in, half out of his clothes,
being kissed and cardio-shocked,
though he was likely dead before he landed.
This goes on for minutes, minutes more,
until the medics unhook the vanished heart,
move him onto the cot and cover him
with the snow-depth of a sheet
and wheel him the fluorescent length
of the hall through gray freight doors
that open on their own and close at will.”
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the first commuters arriving, leaving,
the man outstretched on his coat,
wide circles of survivors forming.
He's half in, half out of his clothes,
being kissed and cardio-shocked,
though he was likely dead before he landed.
This goes on for minutes, minutes more,
until the medics unhook the vanished heart,
move him onto the cot and cover him
with the snow-depth of a sheet
and wheel him the fluorescent length
of the hall through gray freight doors
that open on their own and close at will.”
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“To a certain extent a museum is a kind of zoo, a presenter and preserver of what”
― The Immortal Evening: A Legendary Dinner with Keats, Wordsworth, and Lamb
― The Immortal Evening: A Legendary Dinner with Keats, Wordsworth, and Lamb















