David Ignatow Poems
|1.||For My Daughter||1/13/2003|
|3.||Against The Evidence||4/19/2010|
|4.||I Close My Eyes||4/19/2010|
|11.||My Skeleton, My Rival||4/19/2010|
|12.||Self-Employed: For Harvey Shapiro||4/19/2010|
|13.||At This Moment||3/14/2012|
|16.||If We Could Be Brought||3/14/2012|
|17.||Here In Bed||3/14/2012|
I Close My Eyes
I close my eyes like a good little boy at night in bed,
as I was told to do by my mother when she lived,
and before bed I brush my teeth and slip on my pajamas,
as I was told, and look forward to tomorrow.
I do all things required of me to make me a citizen of sterling worth.
I keep a job and come home each evening for dinner. I arrive at the
same time on the same train to give my family a sense of order.