| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | A Letter From Li Po | Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind | | 433 | 895 |
| 2: | All Lovely Things | All lovely things will have an ending, | | 16 | 1389 |
| 3: | Asphalt | Light your cigarette, then, in this shadow, | | 20 | 1230 |
| 4: | Beloved, Let Us Once More Praise The Rain | Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. | | 26 | 872 |
| 5: | Chiarascuro: Rose | Fill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. | | 38 | 1158 |
| 6: | Dancing Adairs | Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze, and tinsel, | | 20 | 1188 |
| 7: | Discordants | Music I heard with you was more than music, | | 48 | 1287 |
| 8: | Duval's Birds | The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, | | 13 | 895 |
| 9: | Evening Song Of Senlin | It is moonlight. Alone in the silence | | 36 | 828 |
| 10: | Hatteras Calling | Southeast, and storm, and every weathervane | | 24 | 807 |
| 11: | How Is It That I Am Now So Softly Awakened | How is it that I am now so softly awakened, | | 55 | 838 |
| 12: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 01 | The girl in the room beneath | | 8 | 958 |
| 13: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 02 | I stood for a long while before the shop window | | 8 | 885 |
| 14: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 03 | The first bell is silver, | | 19 | 816 |
| 15: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 04 | On the day when my uncle and I drove to the cemetery, | | 9 | 838 |
| 16: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 05 | When I was a boy, and saw bright rows of icicles | | 8 | 864 |
| 17: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 06 | It is now two hours since I left you, | | 10 | 840 |
| 18: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 07 | The day opens with the brown light of snowfall | | 19 | 784 |
| 19: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 08 | Many things perplex me and leave me troubled, | | 19 | 1160 |
| 20: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 09 | This girl gave her heart to me, | | 18 | 1170 |
| 21: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 10 | It is night time, and cold, and snow is falling, | | 19 | 1168 |
| 22: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 11 | As I walked through the lamplit gardens, | | 14 | 1180 |
| 23: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 12 | How many times have we been interrupted | | 26 | 1170 |
| 24: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 13 | My heart is an old house, and in that forlorn old house, | | 21 | 1177 |
| 25: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 14 | Like an old tree uprooted by the wind | | 7 | 1217 |
| 26: | Improvisations: Light And Snow: 15 | The music of the morning is red and warm; | | 15 | 1166 |
| 27: | Morning Song Of Senlin | It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning | | 64 | 1152 |
| 28: | Music I Heard | Music I heard with you was more than music, | | 12 | 1341 |
| 29: | Nocturne Of Remembered Spring | Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, | | 124 | 780 |
| 30: | Rose And Murray | After the movie, when the lights come up, | | 41 | 1007 |
| 31: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 01 | Senlin sits before us, and we see him. | | 38 | 980 |
| 32: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 02 | Senlin, walking beside us, swings his arms | | 32 | 906 |
| 33: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 03 | It is evening, Senlin says, and in the evening, | | 46 | 850 |
| 34: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 04 | Senlin, walking before us in the sunlight, | | 36 | 782 |
| 35: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 05 | In the hot noon, in an old and savage garden, | | 46 | 836 |
| 36: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 06 | Rustling among his odds and ends of knowledge | | 41 | 779 |
| 37: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 07 | And am I then a pyramid?’ says Senlin, | | 28 | 777 |
| 38: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 01: His Dark Origins - 08 | In cold blue lucid dusk before the sunrise, | | 28 | 814 |
| 39: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 01 | I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened, | | 32 | 816 |
| 40: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 02 | It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning | | 64 | 770 |
| 41: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 03 | I walk to my work, says Senlin, along a street | | 26 | 737 |
| 42: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 04 | That woman, did she try to attract my attention? | | 61 | 806 |
| 43: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 05 | It is noontime, Senlin says, and a street piano | | 51 | 752 |
| 44: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 06 | Death himself in the rain . . . death himself . . . | | 43 | 730 |
| 45: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 07 | It is noontime, Senlin says. The sky is brilliant | | 42 | 753 |
| 46: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 08 | The pale blue gloom of evening comes | | 82 | 728 |
| 47: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 09 | It is evening, Senlin says, and in the evening | | 30 | 756 |
| 48: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 10 | It is moonlight. Alone in the silence | | 36 | 763 |
| 49: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 03: His Cloudy Destiny - 01 | Senlin sat before us and we heard him. | | 27 | 795 |
| 50: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 03: His Cloudy Destiny - 02 | Senlin, alone before us, played a music. | | 38 | 743 |
| 51: | Senlin, A Biography: Part 03: His Cloudy Destiny - 03 | Senlin stood before us in the sunlight, | | 16 | 836 |
| 52: | The Carver | See, as the carver carves a rose, | | 28 | 805 |
| 53: | The Cornet | When she came out, that white little Russian dancer, | | 20 | 1152 |
| 54: | The House of Dust - Part I - Complete | The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. | 1916-1917 | 469 | 792 |
| 55: | The House of Dust - Part II - Complete | The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea. | 1916-1917 | 650 | 749 |
| 56: | The House of Dust - Part III - Complete | As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by one | 1916-1917 | 1229 | 735 |
| 57: | The House of Dust - Part IV - Complete | This envelope you say has something in it | 1916-1917 | 779 | 709 |
| 58: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 01: The Sun Goes Down In A Cold Pale Flare Of Light | The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. | | 38 | 1152 |
| 59: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 02: One, From His High Bright Window In A Tower | One, from his high bright window in a tower, | | 26 | 1171 |
| 60: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 03: One, Where The Pale Sea Foamed At The Yellow Sand | One, where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sand, | | 22 | 1162 |
| 61: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 04: Up High Black Walls, Up Sombre Terraces | Up high black walls, up sombre terraces, | | 34 | 1160 |
| 62: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 05: The Snow Floats Down Upon Us, Mingled With Rain | The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . | | 41 | 1173 |
| 63: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over The Darkened City, The City Of Towers | Over the darkened city, the city of towers, | | 130 | 1155 |
| 64: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07: Midnight; Bells Toll, And Along The Cloud-High Towers | Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers | | 80 | 1109 |
| 65: | The House Of Dust: Part 01: 08: The White Fog Creeps From The Cold Sea Over The City | The white fog creeps from the cold sea over the city, | | 15 | 1103 |
| 66: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 01: The Round Red Sun Heaves Darkly Out Of The Sea | The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea. | | 24 | 1177 |
| 67: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02: The Fulfilled Dream | More towers must yet be built, more towers destroyed, | | 72 | 1135 |
| 68: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 03: Interlude | The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun falls | | 29 | 1151 |
| 69: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 04: Nightmare | Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . . | | 44 | 1160 |
| 70: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 05: Retrospect | Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops, | | 37 | 1081 |
| 71: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 06: Adele And Davis | She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. | | 64 | 1132 |
| 72: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 07: Two Lovers: Overtones | Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, | | 72 | 1072 |
| 73: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 08: The Box With Silver Handles | Well, it was two days after my husband died, | | 65 | 1159 |
| 74: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 09: Interlude | The days, the nights, flow one by one above us, | | 26 | 1122 |
| 75: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 10: Sudden Death | Number four, the girl who died on the table, | | 74 | 1067 |
| 76: | The House Of Dust: Part 02: 11: Snow Falls. The Sky Is Grey, And Sullenly Glares | Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares | | 42 | 1157 |
| 77: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 01: As Evening Falls | As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by one | | 39 | 1116 |
| 78: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 02: The Screen Maiden | You read, what is it, then that you are reading? | | 114 | 1093 |
| 79: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 03: Haunted Chambers | The lamplit page is turned, the dream forgotten; | | 35 | 1104 |
| 80: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 04: Illicit | Of what she said to me that night, no matter. | | 73 | 1068 |
| 81: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 05: Melody In A Restaurant | The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, | | 31 | 1040 |
| 82: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 06: Portrait Of One Dead | This is the house. On one side there is darkness, | | 62 | 1076 |
| 83: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07: Porcelain | You see that porcelain ranged there in the window, | | 89 | 1105 |
| 84: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08: Coffins: Interlude | Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower | | 50 | 1109 |
| 85: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 09: Cabaret | We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. | | 55 | 1059 |
| 86: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter | From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees | | 150 | 1013 |
| 87: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11: Conversation: Undertones | What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? | | 66 | 938 |
| 88: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath | Now, when the moon slid under the cloud | | 279 | 938 |
| 89: | The House Of Dust: Part 03: 13: The Half-Shut Doors Through Which We Heard That Music | The half-shut doors through which we heard that music | | 16 | 986 |
| 90: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 01: Clairvoyant | This envelope you say has something in it | | 48 | 911 |
| 91: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 02: Death: And A Derisive Chorus | The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, | | 51 | 937 |
| 92: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait | Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: | | 273 | 913 |
| 93: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 04: Counterpoint: Two Rooms | He, in the room above, grown old and tired, | | 45 | 953 |
| 94: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 05: The Bitter Love-Song | No, I shall not say why it is that I love you, | | 65 | 928 |
| 95: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema | As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls | | 170 | 942 |
| 96: | The House Of Dust: Part 04: 07: The Sun Goes Down In A Cold Pale Flare Of Light | The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. | | 38 | 885 |
| 97: | The Room | Through that window, all else being extinct | | 25 | 811 |
| 98: | The Window | She looks out in the blue morning | | 36 | 825 |
| 99: | Violet Moore And Bert Moore | He thinks her little feet should pass | | 24 | 767 |
| 100: | Zudora | Here on the pale beach, in the darkness; | | 32 | 872 |
