Charles Simic (1938 - Present)

Charles Simic (born May 9, 1938) is an American poet. Born in Belgrade, Yugoslavia, he immigrated to the USA in 1953. His first collection of poems What the Grass Says, was published in 1966. Since that time he has written prolifically and, in 1990, won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry for his collection The World Doesn't End: Prose Poems.

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for Hayden Carruth	1 Comment
1. The Poet
A New Version: 1980
A world's disappearing.	2 Comments
As an ant is powerless
Befriending an eccentric young woman
Boss of all bosses of the universe.
Dismembered angel
Enter without knocking, hard-working ant.
Executioner happy to explain
Father studied theology through the mail
Fingers in an overcoat pocket. Fingers sticking out of a black leather glove.	1 Comment
Green Buddhas	1 Comment
Here come my night thoughts
How much death works,	1 Comment
I liked my little hole,
I say to the lead
It isn't the body	1 Comment
It seemed the kind of life we wanted.
Millions were dead; everybody was innocent.
Not a peep out of you now	1 Comment
O crows circling over my head and cawing!
On the road with billowing poplars,
One shows me how to lie down in a field of clover.	1 Comment
Seems like a long time	3 Comments
St. John of the Cross wore dark glasses
The night still frightens you.
The obvious is difficult
The truth is dark under your eyelids.	2 Comments
To find clues where there are none,	1 Comment
Where it says snow	1 Comment
Where the path to the lake twists out of sight,