Edward Hirsch Sky Poems

  • 1.
    Out here in the exact middle of the day,
    This strange, gawky house has the expression
    Of someone being stared at, someone holding
    His breath underwater, hushed and expectant;
    ...
  • 2.
    I wish I could find that skinny, long-beaked boy
    who perched in the branches of the old branch library.

    He spent the Sabbath flying between the wobbly stacks
    ...
  • 3.
    Lay these words into the dead man's grave
    next to the almonds and black cherries---
    tiny skulls and flowering blood-drops, eyes,
    and Thou, O bitterness that pillows his head.
    ...
  • 4.
    You're sitting at a small bay window
    in an empty café by the sea.
    It's nightfall, and the owner is locking up,
    though you're still hunched over the radiator,
    ...
  • 5.
    Today I am pulling on a green wool sweater
    and walking across the park in a dusky snowfall.

    The trees stand like twenty-seven prophets in a field,
    ...
  • 6.
    Saturday morning in late March.
    I was alone and took a long walk,
    though I also carried a book
    of the Alone, which companioned me.
    ...
  • 7.
    At this hour the soul floats weightlessly
    through the city streets, speechless and invisible,
    astonished by the smoky blend of grays and golds
    seeping out of the air, the dark half-tones
    ...
  • 8.
    I am so small walking on the beach
    at night under the widening sky.
    The wet sand quickens beneath my feet
    and the waves thunder against the shore.
    ...
Total 8 Sky Poems by Edward Hirsch

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