Randall Jarrell (May 6, 1914 – October 14, 1965) was an American poet, literary critic, children's author, essayist, novelist, and the 11th Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress, a position that now bears the title Poet Laureate.
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“But really no one is exceptional,
No one has anything, Im anybody,
I stand beside my grave
Confused with my life, that is commonplace and solitary.”
—Randall Jarrell (19141965)
“An object among dreams, you sit here with your shoes off
And curl your legs up under you;”
—Randall Jarrell (19141965)
“They said, Here are the maps; we burned the cities.
It was not dyingno, not ever dying;
But the night I died I dreamed that I was dead,
And the cities said to me: Why are you dying?
We are satisfied, if you are; but why did I die?”
—Randall Jarrell (19141965)
“It was not dying: everybody died.”
—Randall Jarrell (19141965)
“One year
They sent a million here:
Here men were drunk like water, burnt like wood.
The fat of good
And evil, the breasts star of hope
Were rendered into soap.”
—Randall Jarrell (19141965)