When Elephants Last in the Dooryard Bloomed

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Ray Bradbury. When Elephants Last in the Dooryard Bloomed

WHEN ELEPHANTS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOMED

Copyright

Dedication

Table of Contents

Remembrance

Pretend at Being Blind, Which Calls Truth Near

The Boys Across the Street Are Driving My Young Daughter Mad

Old Ahab’s Friend, and Friend to Noah, Speaks His Piece

When Elephants Last in the Dooryard Bloomed

Darwin, the Curious

Darwin, in the Fields

Darwin, Wandering Home at Dawn

Evidence

Telling Where the Sweet Gums Are

Emily Dickinson, Where Are You? Herman Melville Called Your Name Last Night in His Sleep!

O Give a Fig for Newton, Praise for Him!

I Was the Last, the Very Last

Man Is the Animal That Cries

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Air to Lavoisier

Women Know Themselves; All Men Wonder

Death in Mexico

All Flesh Is One; What Matter Scores?

The Machines, Beyond Shylock

That Beast upon the Wire

Christ, Old Student in a New School

This Time of Kites

If You Will Wait Just Long Enough, All Goes

For a Daughter, Traveling

Old Mars, Then Be a Hearth to Us

The Thing That Goes By Night: The Self That Lazes Sun

Groon

That Woman on the Lawn

A Train Station Sign Viewed from an Ancient Locomotive Passing Through Long after Midnight

Please to Remember the Fifth of November: A Birthday Poem for Susan Marguerite

That Is Our Eden’s Spring, Once Promised

The Fathers and Sons Banquet

Touch Your Solitude to Mine

God Is a Child; Put Toys in the Tomb

Ode to Electric Ben

Some Live like Lazarus

These Unsparked Flints, These Uncut Gravestone Brides

And This Did Dante Do

You Can Go Home Again

And Dark Our Celebration Was

Mrs. Harriet Hadden Atwood, Who Played the Piano for Thomas A. Edison for the World’s First Phonograph Record, Is Dead at 105

What Seems a Balm Is Salt to Ancient Wounds

Here All Beautifully Collides

God for a Chimney Sweep

To Prove That Cowards Do Speak Best and True and Well

I, Tom, and My Electric Gran

Boys Are Always Running Somewhere

O to Be a Boy in a Belfry

If I Were Epitaph

If Only We Had Taller Been

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Ray Bradbury

my grandmother Minnie Davis Bradbury and my grandfather Samuel Hinkston Bradbury, and my brother Samuel and my sister Elizabeth Jane, long lost in the years but now remembered.

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The note.

Like mothwings neatly powdered on themselves, and folded close

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