Poems by Russell Edson
The Floor
... my face into the floor, my attention bleeding into ...
The Position
... Instead of an infant, a grown man is in the nursery ...
The Reason Why The Closet-Man Is Never Sad
... I am the closet-man, I am either going or coming, and I ...
The Autopsy
... I just wanted to know if you found any blood clots ...
A Performance At Hog Theater
... And so the hogs streamed out of the theater crying, ...
The Theory
... of any event, save that it was past us, and we saw the back of it ...
The Alfresco Moment
... alfresco. Shall I ask the Master to join you for coffee alfresco, ...
The Ox
... She cried, you're an ox! And he began to moo with his great pink ...
Let Us Consider
... or the man who disguised himself as a moth and ate his overcoat, and for ...
The Fight in the Meadow
... hed to it, the other somehow retaining both rectum and testicles, scamper off in opposite directions ...
The Adventures of a Turtle
... ded place, where he will relight his candle, take out his catalogues and read until at last he yawns ...
The Road
... Smokes quietly in the evening by the four legged table ...
