Russell Edson (1935 - Present)

Russell Edson is an American poet, born in Connecticut in 1935, and is often considered the foremost writer of prose poetry in America, having written exclusively in that form before it became fashionable.

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First Line	Comments
A butler asks, will Madam be having her morning coffee
A father with a huge eraser erases his daughter. When he
A huge shoe mounts up from the horizon,	2 Comments
A lighted window floats through the night
A man ambushed a stone. Caught it. Made it a prisoner.	5 Comments
A man had a son who was an anvil. And then sometimes
A man had just delivered a toad from his wife's armpit. He
A man is a rock in a garden of chairs and waits
A man is bending his wife. He is bending her
A man is bringing a cup of coffee to his face,
A man is fighting with a cup of coffee. The rules: he must not	1 Comment
A man stumbled on some rat droppings.
A pianist dreams that he's hired by a wrecking company to
A scientist has a test tube full of sheep. He	1 Comment
A toy-maker made a toy wife and a toy child.
A woman prepared a mouse for her husband's dinner,
A women had given birth to an old man.	1 Comment
An elephant went to bed and pulled a crazy quilt up under
An old woman likes to melt her husband. She puts him in
Here I am with my mother, hanging under the molt
How I make my soup: I draw water from a tap . . .
I think, therefore I am, said a man whose mother quickly
In a back room a man is performing an autopsy
In his travels he comes to a bridge made entirely of bones.
In sleep when an old man's body is no longer
Mr Brain was a hermit dwarf who liked to eat shellfish off
On the other side of a mirror there's an inverse world,	2 Comments
One night a woman's breast came to a man's room and	1 Comment
Out of nothing there comes a time called childhood, which
Since the fern can't go to the sink for a drink of
Some coffee had gotten on a man's ape. The man said,	1 Comment
Some gentlemen are floating in the meadow over
The barber has accidentally taken off an ear. It lies like
The big one went to sleep as to die and dreamed he
The Captain becomes moody at sea. He's
The floor is something we must fight against.	1 Comment
The house grows sick in its dining room and begins to vomit.	2 Comments
The living room is overgrown with grass. It has	1 Comment
There was a man who didn't know how to sleep; nodding
There was a man who found two leaves and came	2 Comments
There was a man who would marry his mother, and asked his
There was a road that leads him to go to find	1 Comment
There was a road that leads him to go to find a certain
There was once a hog theater where hogs performed
There was once a man who disguised himself as a
There was once a woman whose father over
They have grafted pieces of an ape with a dog. . .
They have little use. They are best as objects of torment.
They let me in. I went right up to the nursery
This is the house of the closet-man. There are no rooms,
Up in a dirty window in a dark room is a star
We bought an electric monkey, experimenting rather	3 Comments
We get on a boat, never mind if it sinks, we pay	1 Comment
You haven't finished your ape, said mother to father,	5 Comments