Jared Carter Sometimes Poems
- 1. Spirea
Then she came, the sybil, out through the doors
of The Bell, the single drinking establishment
permitted in that narrow little country town-
she came out neither staggering nor collapsing
... - 2. 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
... - 3. Scoring
Philip Larkin, 1922-1985
Poets, Larkin, some of us became
for no more reason than a face
... - 4. Roadside Crosses
This is a state where nothing marks the spot
officially. They crop up now and then
out on the Freeway, or in rustic plots
sometimes, near S-curves in the country, when
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