Anthony Evan Hecht
Anthony Evan Hecht Poems
- The End Of The Weekend A dying firelight slides along the ...
- More Light! More Light! For Heinrich Blucher and Hannah ...
- Sarabande On Attaining The Age...
- A Letter I have been wondering What you are ...
- Lot's Wife How simple the pleasures of those childhood ...
- Saul And David It was a villainous spirit, snub-nosed, ...
- The Dover Bitch: A Criticism O... So there stood Matthew ...
Anthony Evan Hecht was an American poet. His work combined a deep interest in form with a passionate desire to confront the horrors of 20th century history, with the Second World War, in which he fought, and the Holocaust being recurrent themes in his work.
Hecht was born in New York City to German-Jewish parents. He was educated at various schools in the city - he was a classmate of Jack Kerouac at one point - but showed no great academic ability, something he would later refer to as "conspicuous." However, as a freshman English student at Bard College in New York he discovered the works of Stevens,Auden, Eliot, and Dylan Thomas. It was at this ... more »
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The End Of The Weekend
A dying firelight slides along the quirt
Of the cast iron cowboy where he leans
Against my father's books. The lariat
Whirls into darkness. My girl in skin tight jeans
Fingers a page of Captain Marriat
Inviting insolent shadows to her shirt.
We rise together to the second floor.
Outside, across the lake, an endless wind
Whips against the headstones of the dead and wails
In the trees for all who have and have not sinned.
She rubs against me and I feel her nails.
Although we are alone, I lock the door.
The eventual shapes of all our formless ...