Dorianne Laux Poems
- Only As The Day Is Long Soon she will be no more than a ...
- Life is Beautiful and remote, and useful, if only to ...
- Under Stars When my mother died I was as far away as I ...
- A Short History of the Apple The crunch is the thing, a ...
- Fast Gas for Richard Before the days of self service, when ...
- Vacation Sex We've been at it all summer, from the ...
- Enough Music Sometimes, when we're on a long drive, and ...
Dorianne Laux (born January 10, 1952 Augusta, Maine) is an American poet.
Laux worked as a sanatorium cook, a gas station manager, and a maid before receiving a B.A. in English from Mills College in 1988.
Laux taught at the University of Oregon. She is a professor at North Carolina State University’s creative writing program, and the MFA in Writing Program at Pacific ... more »
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Only As The Day Is Long
Soon she will be no more than a passing thought,
a pang, a timpani of wind in the chimes, bent spoons
hung from the eaves on a first night in a new house
on a street where no dog sings, no cat visits
a neighbor cat in the middle of the street, winding
and rubbing fur against fur, throwing sparks.
Her atoms are out there, circling the earth, minus
her happiness, minus her grief, only her body's
water atoms, her hair and bone and teeth atoms,
her fleshy atoms, her boozy atoms, her saltines
and cheese and tea, but not her piano concerto
atoms, her atoms of ...