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If you like this poem you should really really really read Simic's "A Fly in the Soup"

Filed under: Imported

Mark's been posting all kinds of great poems in honor of national poetry month or somesuch nonsense. I'm pretty much a philistine when it comes to poetry, but since it's nearly the end of the month (and since this blog has been pathetically silent of late), here's some verse from the great Charles Simic that I like.

HOTEL INSOMNIA

I liked my little hole,
Its window facing a brick wall.
Next door there was a piano.
A few evenings a month
A crippled old man came to play
"My Blue Heaven."

Mostly, though, it was quiet.
Each room with its spider in heavy overcoat
Catching his fly with a web
Of cigarette smoke and revery.
So dark,
I could not see my face in the shaving mirror.

At 5 a.m. the sound of bare feet upstairs.
The "Gypsy" fortuneteller,
Whose storefront is on the corner,
Going to pee afer a night of love.
Once, too, the sound of a child sobbing.
So near it was, I thought
For a moment, I was sobbing myself.

Posted by Paul Demko at April 27, 2005 12:34 PM

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