Hidden

By Keith Waldrop b. 1932 Keith Waldrop
I propose
turning the key


useless to
conceal from you that
strange things
take place


it used to
ring of its
own accord


chair by
the window and the
door closed


saw the curtain
detach


falling


when I weary of
looking, something is
bound to appear


walking
backwards


she is frightened
by the sound but
cannot describe it


the face
vanishes, the
hands remain


white arms beneath
fearful drapery


looking out, over
the hill


I burn it, it
distills a dark mucus


curtain
wrenched away


a gossamer
veil, as it
seems


resembling, yet
most unlike her


armless
chair, handless
cup


sloping downwards to
the base of the hill


momentary
grasp around
her ankle


an old-fashioned
house


a narrow
lane on a
declivity

Keith Waldrop, “Hidden” from The House Seen from Nowhere. Copyright © 2002 by Keith Waldrop. Reprinted by permission of Litmus Press.

Source: The House Seen from Nowhere (Litmus Press, 2002)

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Poet Keith Waldrop b. 1932

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Keith Waldrop, who was awarded the 2009 National Book Award for poetry for Transcendental Studies: A Trilogy, has been a prominent voice in American poetry for over forty years.  He is the author of over a dozen books of poetry, prose, and translations. With Rosmarie Waldrop he co-edits Burning Deck Press.

Waldrop was born in Emporia, Kansas in 1932. He enrolled in the pre-med program at Kansas State Teacher’s College, but his . . .

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