#Americans #Jews #PulitzerPrize #Women
I never turned anyone into a pig. Some people are pigs; I make them Look like pigs. I’m sick of your world That lets the outside disguise the…
Even now this landscape is assembl… The hills darken. The oxen Sleep in their blue yoke, The fields having been Picked clean, the sheaves
Is it winter again, is it cold aga… didn’t Frank just slip on the ice, didn’t he heal, weren’t the spring… didn’t the night end, didn’t the melting ice
When Hades decided he loved this… he built for her a duplicate of ea… everything the same, down to the m… but with a bed added. Everything the same, including sun…
Speak to me, aching heart: what Ridiculous errand are you inventin… Weeping in the dark garage With your sack of garbage: it is n… To take out the garbage, it is you…
The great man turns his back on th… Now he will not die in paradise nor hear again the lutes of paradise among the ol… by the clear pools under the cypre…
Long ago, I was wounded. I lived to revenge myself against my father, not for what he was— for what I was: from the beginning…
When I made you, I loved you. Now I pity you. I gave you all you needed: bed of earth, blanket of blue air— As I get further away from you
There was an apple tree in the yar… this would have been forty years ago—behind, only meadows. Drifts of crocus in the damp grass.
Love of my life, you Are lost and I am Young again. A few years pass. The air fills
Two women with the same claim came to the feet of the wise king. Two women, but only one baby.
At the end of my suffering there was a door. Hear me out: that which you call d… I remember. Overhead, noises, branches of the…
Night covers the pond with its win… Under the ringed moon I can make… your face swimming among minnows a… echoing stars. In the night air the surface of the pond is metal.
There is always something to be ma… Your mother knits. She turns out scarves in every sha… They were for Christmas, and they… while she married over and over, t…
A man and a woman lie on a white b… It is morning. I think Soon they will waken. On the bedside table is a vase of lilies; sunlight
