Henri Cole

Poems of Henri Cole

1. Buddha and the Seven Tiger Cubs 7/21/2006
2. Childlessness 7/21/2006
3. Folly 7/21/2006
4. Harvard Classics 7/23/2006
5. White Spine 7/21/2006

Harvard Classics

It is the hour of lamps.
On our knees my mother
and I, still young, color
with crayons threadbare nap

on the livingroom rug.
Though there is no money,
no one seems to care. We
are self-possessed as bugs

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