Jonathan Galassi

(1946 / Seattle, Washington)

Jonathan Galassi Poems

1. Flow 1/11/2012
2. Tinsel Tinsel 1/11/2012
3. Montale’s Grave 1/11/2012
4. Lunch Poem For F.S. 1/11/2012
5. May 1/11/2012
6. North Of Childhood 1/11/2012
7. Thread 1/11/2012
8. Turning Forty 1/11/2012
9. Girlhood 1/11/2012
10. Saving Minutes 1/11/2012
11. Young 1/11/2012
12. Middle-Aged 1/11/2012
Best Poem of Jonathan Galassi

Middle-Aged

He was middle-aged which
means that the mixture of
death and life in him was
still undetermined. And
all of a sudden he took
an unwarranted turn—impul-
sive, convulsive. As in
those nineteenth-century
plays where the roof gets
blown off the convention-
al house and the audience
is left to gape at the
heroine bareheaded—him.
He has a gift for self-
serious hyperbole and he
resorts to it regularly
to describe and explain
his behavior. Not that
anything happened. But
he stared into something,
an abyss or a garden, and...

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