Poems by Raymond Carver
- 1
- 2
An Afternoon
... For after a time, she opens one eye and looks at him ...
Drinking While Driving
... except something called The Retreat from Moscow ...
The Current
... these silver fish that come to me in dreams, ...
This Morning
... tender memories, thoughts of death, how I should treat ...
Shiftless
... Once in a while hailing a fat, blond kid like me and saying, "Don't I know you ...
- 1
- 2
