A. R. Ammons Crowride by A. R. Ammons poembay February 1, 2024 When the crowlands, thetip of the sprung spruce bough weighsso low, thesystem so friction-free, the bobbing lastsway past anyinterest in the subject. Share this poem! Continue Reading Previous Previous post: The City Limits by A. R. AmmonsNext Next post: An Improvisation For Angular Momentum by A. R. Ammons Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. More Poetry Rivulose by A. R. Ammons February 1, 2024 In Memoriam Mae Noblitt by A. R. Ammons February 1, 2024