Bill Knott World Poems

  • 1.
    Bending over like this to get my hands empty
    Rummaging through the white trashcans out back
    Of the Patent Office I find a kind of peace
    Here in this warm-lit alley where no one comes.
    ...
  • 2.
    I don't dare speak too loudly,
    some timbres could be fatal--

    that string is not too strong
    ...
  • 3.
    I'm charmed yet chagrined by this misunderstanding--
    As when, after a riot, my city's smashed-in stores appear all
    Boarded up, billboarded over, with ads for wind-insurance.
    Similarly, swimmingly, I miss the point. You too?
    ...
  • 4.
    Many decades after graduation
    the students sneak back onto
    the school-grounds at night
    and within the pane-lit windows
    ...
  • 5.
    â??...here thy generations endeth in accord.â?

    I physically resemble my mother
    And father and therefore must have been
    ...
  • 6.
    Satiety help me I have inhabit
    of this world. Extant upon its designs
    to be more aimlessly fluttering at
    the window, to shadow all the patterns
    ...
  • 7.
    The CIA and the KGB exchange Christmas cards
    A blade snaps in two during an autopsy
    The bouquet Bluebeard gave his first date reblooms
    Many protest the stoning of a guitar pick
    ...
  • 8.
    The way the world is not
    Astonished at you
    It doesn't blink a leaf
    When we step from the house
    ...
  • 9.
    Like everyone I demand to be
    Defended unto the death of
    All who defend me, all the
    World's people I command to
    ...
Total 9 World Poems by Bill Knott

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