Watch Repair

By Charles Simic b. 1938 Charles Simic
A small wheel   
Incandescent,   
Shivering like
A pinned butterfly.

Hands thrown up   
In all directions:   
The crossroads   
One arrives at
In a nightmare.

Higher than that
Number 12 presides
Like a beekeeper
Over the swarming honeycomb   
Of the open watch.

Other wheels   
That could fit   
Inside a raindrop.

Tools
That must be splinters   
Of arctic starlight.

Tiny golden mills   
Grinding invisible   
Coffee beans.

When the coffee’s boiling   
Cautiously,
So it doesn’t burn us,
We raise it
To the lips
Of the nearest
Ear.

Charles Simic, “Watch Repair” from Charles Simic: Selected Early Poems. Copyright © 1999 by Charles Simic. Reprinted with the permission of George Braziller, Inc.

Source: Charles Simic: Selected Early Poems (George Braziller Inc., 1999)

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Poet Charles Simic b. 1938

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Time & Brevity, Living

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Charles Simic is widely recognized as one of the most visceral and unique poets writing today. Simic’s work has won numerous awards, among them the 1990 Pulitzer Prize, the MacArthur Foundation “genius grant,” the Griffin International Poetry Prize, and, simultaneously, the Wallace Stevens Award and appointment as U.S. Poet Laureate. He taught English and creative writing for over thirty years at the University of New Hampshire. . . .

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SUBJECT Time & Brevity, Living

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

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