Millions were dead; everybody was… I stayed in my room. The Presiden… Spoke of war as of a magic love po… My eyes were opened in astonishmen… In a mirror my face appeared to me

Not a peep out of you now After the bedlam early this mornin… Are you begging pardon of me Hidden up there among the leaves, Or are your brains momentarily ove…

There was a melon fresh from the g… So ripe the knife slurped As it cut it into six slices. The children were going back to sc… Their mother, passing out paper pl…

It seemed the kind of life we want… Wild strawberries and cream in the… Sunlight in every room. The two of us walking by the sea n… Some evenings, however, we found o…

Of the light in my room: Its mood swings, Dark-morning glooms, Summer ecstasies. Spider on the wall,

With only his dim lantern To tell him where he is And every time a mountain Of fresh corpses to load up Take them to the other side

Father studied theology through th… And this was exam time. Mother knitted. I sat quietly wit… Full of pictures. Night fell. My hands grew cold touching the fa…

To find clues where there are none… That’s my job now, I said to the Dictionary on my desk. The world… My window has grown illegible, And so has the clock on the wall.

The obvious is difficult To prove. Many prefer The hidden. I did, too. I listened to the trees. They had a secret

How much death works, No one knows what a long Day he puts in. The little Wife always alone Ironing death’s laundry.

As an ant is powerless Against a raised boot, And only has an instant To have a bright idea or two. The black boot so polished,

They arrive inside They object at evening. There’s no one to meet them. The lamps they carry Cast their shadows

Your mother carried you Out of the smoking ruins of a buil… And set you down on this sidewalk Like a doll bundled in burnt rags, Where you now stood years later

The mail truck goes down the coast Carrying a single letter. At the end of a long pier The bored seagull lifts a leg now… And forgets to put it down.

The brightly-painted horse Had a boy’s face, And four small wheels Under his feet, Plus a long string