By Bill Knott 1940–2014 Bill Knott
Going to sleep, I cross my hands on my chest.   
They will place my hands like this.   
It will look as though I am flying into myself.

Bill Knott, "Death" from Asheville Poetry Review 10, no. 1.  Copyright 2003 by Bill Knott.  Reprinted by permission of the author.

Source: Never Lend Your Umbrella to a Submarine and Other Poems (2005)

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Poet Bill Knott 1940–2014

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Death, Living

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Bill Knott’s poetry collections include The Naomi Poems, Book One: Corpse and Beans (1968), Becos (1983), Outremer, winner of the Iowa Poetry Prize (1988), Laugh at the End of the World: Collected Comic Poems 1969–1999 (2000), The Unsubscriber (2004), and Stigmata Errata Etcetera (2007), a collaboration with collages by the artist Star Black. Knott published The Naomi Poems, Book One: Corpse and Beans under the pseudonym . . .

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SUBJECT Death, Living

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

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