The Chair The Chair
The chair left out in the garden night all winter Sits waiting for the summer day all night. The insides of the metal arms are frozen. Over the house the night sky wheel...
Sep 28, 2000 / Books & the Arts / David Ferry
from ‘Mary in Old Age’ from ‘Mary in Old Age’
"I don't want to stay here. I want to stop it." Was "here" the nursing home? Was it the chair? The condition she was in? Her life? Life? The body? . . . ......
Sep 28, 2000 / Books & the Arts / David Ferry
Rereading Old Writing Rereading Old Writing
Looking back, the language scribbles. What's hidden, having been said? Almost everything? Thrilling to think There was a secret there somewhere, A bird singing in the heart'...
Sep 28, 2000 / Books & the Arts / David Ferry
Nocturnal Nocturnal
It is always among sleepers we walk. We walk in their dreams. None of us Knows what he is as he walks In the dream of another. Tell me my name . Your tongue is blurred, ho...
Sep 28, 2000 / Books & the Arts / David Ferry
from ‘That Evening at Dinner’ from ‘That Evening at Dinner’
By the last few times we saw her it was clear That things were different. When you tried to help her Get out of the car or get from the car to the door Or across the apartme...
Sep 28, 2000 / Books & the Arts / David Ferry
Horace: Ode I.11 Horace: Ode I.11
Don't be too eager to ask What the gods have in mind for us, What will become of you, What will become ...
Sep 28, 2000 / Books & the Arts / David Ferry