Stanzas Ending with the Same Two Words

By Frank Bidart b. 1939 Frank Bidart
At first I felt shame because I had entered
through the door marked Your Death.

Not a valuable word written
unsteeped in your death.

You are the ruin whose arm encircles the young woman
at the posthumous bar, before your death.

The grass is still hungry
above you, fed by your death.

Kill whatever killed your father, your life
turning to me again said before your death.

Hard to grow old still hungry.
You were still hungry at your death.

Frank Bidart, "Stanzas Ending with the Same Two Words" from Star Dust. Copyright © 2005 by Frank Bidart. Used by permission of Farrar, Straus & Giroux, LLC, All rights reserved.

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Poet Frank Bidart b. 1939

Subjects Living, Death

Poetic Terms Free Verse

 Frank  Bidart


Frank Bidart’s first books, Golden State and The Book of the Body, both published in the 1970s, gained critical attention and praise, but his reputation as a poet of uncompromising originality was made with The Sacrifice, published in 1983. All three books are collected In the Western Night: Collected Poems 1965-1990. His position in American letters has been solidified through his later works, including Desire, Star Dust, and . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Death

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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