January 2010
3 posts
“It was a case of iron in the soul rather than quicksilver in the sentence.”
– A Way of Life, Like Any Other (Darcy O’Brien)
Always
for Charles Simic
Always so late in the day
In their rumpled clothes, sitting
Around a table lit by a single bulb,
The great forgetters were hard at work.
They tilted their heads to one side, closing their eyes.
Then a house disappeared, and a man in his yard
With all his flowers in a row.
The great forgetters wrinkled their brows.
Then Florida went and San Francisco
Where the...
