Poems by Charles Simic
Talking To Little Birdies
... In the thick foliage as you hear me say this ...
The Wooden Toy
... And the fading daylightThat still gives me a shudder ...
Against Winter
... Of a defeated army, you'll stay at your post, ...
Summer In The Country
... And the proof of God's existence riding in a red nightgown ...
Read Your Fate
... The woman opening a red umbrellaIn the truck ...
Mummy's Curse
... The sole resident of a secluded Victorian mansion ...
White
... What The White Had To Say For how could anything white be distinct ...
Watermelons
... Green Buddhas On the fruit stand ...
The Oldest Child
... But here there's only your beard of many days ...
Errata
... Where it says horse read my migrant's bundle ...
The School Of Metaphysics
... Could've been a state pen,And then he showed up with his watch, ...
Eyes Fastened With Pins
... A dime to call the one pining away, ...
Heights Of Folly
... Who is also a strange bird,With a feeling of being summoned ...
The Supreme Moment
... Threateningly? The boot may be hesitating, ...
Clouds Gathering
... Each rock we stepped on bloodied by the sunset ...
