POEM
Autumn Sky
Charles SimicIn my great grandmother's time,
All one needed was a broom
To get to see places
And give the geese a chase in the sky.
•
The stars know everything,
So we try to read their minds.
As distant as they are,
We choose to whisper in their presence.
•
Oh Cynthia,
Take a clock that has lost its hands
For a ride.
Get me a room at Hotel Eternity
Where Time likes to stop now and then.
•
Come, lovers of dark corners,
The sky says,
And sit in one of my dark corners.
There are tasty little zeroes
In the peanut dish tonight.
Source: Poetry (October 2002).
This poem originally appeared in the October 2002 issue of Poetry.
THIS ISSUE IS SOLD OUT
Charles Simic is widely recognized as one of the most visceral and unique poets writing today. . . . MORE »
