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A blanker whiteness of benighted snow/With no expression, nothing to express

(Desert Places, Robert Frost)

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And the dung hills white as wool

May his hunger go howling on bare white bones

On the bread white hill over the cupped farm

On the white, no longer growing green, and, minstrel dead

(A Winter’s Tale, Dylan Thomas)

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In the falling snow/A laughing boy holds out his palms/Until they are white

(Haiku: This Other World, Richard Wright)

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a dull/white outside and smooth-/edged inner surface

(The Paper Nautilus, Marianne Moore)

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Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in

As the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands

Like an eye between two white lids that will not shut

(Tulips, Sylvia Plath)

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The sky is white as clay, with no sun

(Aubade, Philip Larkin)

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And how can body, laid in that white rush,/But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?

(Leda and the Swan, W.B. Yeats)

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Arms that are braceleted and white and bare

I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves/Combing the white hair of the waves blown back

(The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot)

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I found a dimpled spider, fate and white,/On a white heal-all, holding up a moth/Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth

What had that flower to do with being white,/The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?

(Design, Robert Frost)

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Or pain, the mind/silver spiraled whirled against the/sun

(An Agony. As Now., Amiri Baraka)

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but what about the soul/that grows in darkness, embossed by silvery images

(Ave Maria, Frank O’Hara)

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Hair––/silver-gray

(Face, Jean Toomer)

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And gray faces of Negroes in the blast furnace at Benwood

(Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio)

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But black sin hath betrayed to endless night

(Holy Sonnets, John Donne)

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Which by and by black night doth take away

(Sonnet 73, William Shakespeare)

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When black birds died like priests in the cloaked hedge row

(A Winter’s Tale, Dylan Thomas)

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I put on/the body-armor of black rubber

First the air is blue and then/it is bluer and then green and then/black I am blacking out

(Diving into the Wreck, Adrienne Rich)