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By Kathryn Starbuck Kathryn Starbuck
I was the lonely one in whom   
they swarmed in the millions.   
I was their creature and I   
was grateful. I could sleep   
when I wanted.   

I lived a divided   
existence in sleepdreams   
that lit up a silence as dreadful   
as that of the moon. I have   
an overly-precise recall of   

those solitary years before   
I opened the curtain and drew   
upon a universe of want that made   
me so strong I could crack   
spines of books with one hand.

Source: Poetry (March 2009).

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This poem originally appeared in the March 2009 issue of Poetry magazine

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Biography

Journalist, essayist, and editor (of the Milford, New Hampshire, weekly newspaper Cabinet), Kathryn Starbuck started writing poems in her 60s. Her first collection, Griefmania, was published in 2006. Her poems have appeared in the New Yorker, Poetry, Sewanee Review, and Best American Poetry 2008. Though she was a practiced prose writer, it was the experience of grief that led her to writing poetry. After the deaths of her . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Time & Brevity, Love, School & Learning, Heartache & Loss

POET’S REGION U.S., Southern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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