Treasure Island

Ted Kooser

(Ames, Iowa)

In January


Only one cell in the frozen hive of night
is lit, or so it seems to us:
this Vietnamese café, with its oily light,
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  • Percy Dovetonsils (1/29/2005 1:38:00 PM)

    Haiku-like. 'the wintry city creaks like an ancient wooden bridge' is spot on. The syllables somehow sound like the thing they are talking about. This must be one of his best. (Report) Reply

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