Billy Collins

(22 March 1941 - / New York City)

Billy Collins Poems

41. The Lanyard 5/11/2015
42. The Names 10/5/2011
43. The Only Day In Existence 1/13/2003
44. Thesaurus 1/13/2003
45. Today 1/13/2003
46. Tomes 1/13/2003
47. Walking Across The Atlantic 1/13/2003
48. Workshop 4/14/2015
49. Writing In The Afterlife 5/14/2015
Best Poem of Billy Collins


The name of the author is the first to go
followed obediently by the title, the plot,
the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel
which suddenly becomes one you have never read,
never even heard of,

as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor
decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain,
to a little fishing village where there are no phones.

Long ago you kissed the names of the nine Muses goodbye
and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag,
and even now as you memorize the order of the planets,

something else is slipping ...

Read the full of Forgetfulness


Tonight the moon is a cracker,
with a bite out of it
floating in the night,

and in a week or so
according to the calendar
it will probably look

like a silver football,

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