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Sharon Olds (November 19, 1942 / San Francisco)
Poems of Sharon Olds
| 1. | 1954 | 1/13/2003 |
| 2. | A Week Later | 1/13/2003 |
| 3. | Crab | 1/13/2003 |
| 4. | I Could Not Tell | 11/19/2011 |
| 5. | I Go Back to May 1937 | 11/19/2011 |
| 6. | Japanese-American Farmhouse, California, 1942 | 1/20/2003 |
| 7. | May 1968 | 1/20/2003 |
| 8. | One Year | 1/13/2003 |
| 9. | Primitive | 1/13/2003 |
| 10. | Still Life in Landscape | 11/19/2011 |
| 11. | Take the I Out | 1/20/2003 |
| 12. | The Borders | 1/13/2003 |
| 13. | The Clasp | 1/13/2003 |
| 14. | The Daughter Goes To Camp | 1/13/2003 |
| 15. | The End | 1/13/2003 |
| 16. | The Ferryer | 1/20/2003 |
| 17. | The Mortal One | 1/13/2003 |
| 18. | The Pact | 11/19/2011 |
| 19. | The Sash | 1/13/2003 |
| 20. | The Space Heater | 1/13/2003 |
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Crab
When I eat crab, slide the rosy
rubbery claw across my tongue
I think of my mother. She'd drive down
to the edge of the Bay, tiny woman in a
huge car, she'd ask the crab-man to
crack it for her. She'd stand and wait as the
pliers broke those chalky homes, wild-
red and knobby, those cartilage wrists, the
thin orange roof of the back.
