Jared Carter Door Poems
- 1. A Christmas Morning
One of my father's oldest stories:
how when he was a boy growing up
in that town, there were no ponies.
Buggies were gone almost as soon
... - 2. First Snow
To clear the walk before the children start
for school, you rise and dress, and take the broom
beside the door, and go out into darkness
where the snow you sweep from side to side
... - 3. Truth To Tell
Vous n'etes que les masques sur des faces masquees
-Apollinaire
Start, then, with a sense of beginning, of sleep
... - 4. Labyrinth
Somewhere within the murmuring of things
that make no difference-aimlessly playing,
drifting in the wind-a loose door swings,
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