Edward Hirsch

(20 January 1950 / Chicago)

Early Sunday Morning


I used to mock my father and his chums
for getting up early on Sunday morning
and drinking coffee at a local spot
but now I’m one of those chumps.

No one cares about my old humiliations
but they go on dragging through my sleep
like a string of empty tin cans rattling
behind an abandoned car.

It’s like this: just when you think
you have forgotten that red-haired girl
who left you stranded in a parking lot
forty years ago, you wake up

early enough to see her disappearing
around the corner of your dream
on someone else’s motorcycle
roaring onto the highway at sunrise.

And so now I’m sitting in a dimly lit
café full of early morning risers
where the windows are covered with soot
and the coffee is warm and bitter.

Submitted: Friday, January 20, 2012

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  • Rookie - 15 Points Tsira Gogeshvili (1/20/2012 4:43:00 AM)

    Hi Edward -Remarkable poem,
    Someone disappear around the corner of your dream like the sun during sunset, but is a lot of a sunrise still waits forward, who knows... :)
    But till you have the coffee still warm and bitter. 10.....
    Best wishes,
    Tsira (Report) Reply

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