Poems by Billy Collins
The Breather
... and the extension in the darkened guest room upstairs ...
Snow Day
... Little Stars Pre-School, Peas-and-Carrots Day School ...
Silence
... oor, the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child ...
Flames
... and a box of wooden matches ...
The Art Of Drowning
... as you go under, it will probably be a fish,a quick blur of curved silver darting away, ...
Litany
... .. -Jacques CrickillonYou are the bread and the knife, ...
I Ask You
... not even a job that would allow me to row to work, ...
Candle Hat
... as he stood in the doorway holding up the wand of a brush, ...
Nightclub
... we have become beautiful without even knowing it ...
Invention
... to nothing, nothing but stars in the sky,and I will have a few nights ...
Picnic, Lightning
... Pedestrians are flattened by safes falling from ...
On Turning Ten
... It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends, ...
The First Dream
... moving off by herself to be alone near water,except that the curve of her young shoulders ...
The Best Cigarette
... pointed down at all the words in parallel lines ...
Child Development
... them for the lovely party and hearing the door close ...
