Poems of Ruth Stone
|2.||Always on the Train||12/27/2011|
|4.||At Eighty-three She Lives Alone||12/27/2011|
|6.||Eden, Then and Now||12/27/2011|
|8.||In the Next Galaxy||1/20/2003|
|10.||Look to the Future||12/27/2011|
You have rented an apartment.
You come to this enclosure with physical relief,
your heavy body climbing the stairs in the dark,
the hall bulb burned out, the landlord
of Greek extraction and possibly a fatalist.
In the apartment leaning against one wall,
your daughter's painting of a large frilled cabbage
against a dark sky with pinpoints of stars.
The eager vegetable, opening itself