Muriel Rukeyser - Works

Works

  • Theory of flight. Foreword by Stephen Vincent Benet. New Haven: Yale Uni. Press, 1935.
  • U.S. 1. 1938.
  • A Turning Wind. 1939.
  • Willard Gibbs: American Genius, 1942. Reprinted by the Ox Bow Press, Woodbridge CT.
  • Beast in View. 1944.
  • The green wave. (with Octavio Paz) Garden City, NY: Doubleday, 1948.
  • The life of poetry. NY: Current Books, 1949. Paris Press; reprint (1996) ISBN 0-9638183-3-3
  • Elegies (1949)
  • One Life. NY: Simon and Schuster, 1957. Biography of Wendell Willkie.
  • Body of Waking. NY: Harper, 1958.
  • Waterlily Fire: Poems 1935-1962. NY: Macmillan, 1962.
  • The Orgy. (1965) Paris Press; reprint (1997) ISBN 0-9638183-2-5
  • The outer banks. (Sea poetry). Santa Barbara CA: Unicorn, 1967.
  • The speed of darkness. NY: Random House, 1968.
  • The traces of Thomas Hariot. NY: Random House, 1971
  • Breaking Open. 1973.
  • Early poems, 1935-1955. Octavio Paz. Translated from the Spanish by Muriel Rukeyser et al. NY: New Directions Pub. Corp., 1973.
  • The gates: poems. NY: McGraw-Hill, 1976.
  • The collected poems. NY: McGraw-Hill, 1978.
  • Out of silence: selected poems. edited by Kate Daniels. Evanston IL: TriQuarterly Books, Northwestern University; Oak Park, IL: Distributed by ILPA, 1992.
  • A Muriel Rukeyser Reader. W W Norton.
  • The Collected Poems of Muriel Rukeyser. University of Pittsburgh Press, 2005.

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