For Adam

By Michael Hofmann b. 1957 Michael Hofmann
In that aftertime
I wasn't writing. I never wrote,   
I didn't know what the aftertime was for.   
I felt little, collected nothing.

I talked to myself, but it was boring.

Source: Poetry (June 2008).

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This poem originally appeared in the June 2008 issue of Poetry magazine

June 2008
 Michael  Hofmann

Biography

Poet, translator, and essayist Michael Hofmann was born in Freiburg, Germany, and moved to the UK at age four. When his family returned to Germany, Hofmann stayed behind, first at boarding schools and later Magdalene College, Cambridge University, where he earned his BA and MA. His first book of poetry, Nights in the Iron Hotel (1983), earned him instant acclaim in Britain. Of his early work, written in verse blocks and . . .

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