Ernest Hilbert

Rookie - 237 Points (April 4th,1970 / Philadelphia)

Ernest Hilbert Poems

41. The Envelope, Please 2/26/2018
42. Sportsmanship 2/26/2018
43. Why Must We Love? 2/26/2018
44. A Legend About Cats 2/26/2018
45. Reading The Runes 2/26/2018
46. "Good Taste Is The Excuse I've Always Given" 2/26/2018
47. At The Archaeological Institute Of America's Annual Meeting 2/26/2018
48. Drop Out 2/26/2018
49. Pirates 2/26/2018
50. Dredge 2/26/2018
51. Home Security 2/26/2018
52. Waiting For The Stray 2/26/2018
53. Victorian 2/26/2018
54. While You Were Out 2/26/2018
55. Dog Days (Caniculares Dies) 2/26/2018
56. Simple Instructions 2/26/2018
57. Meteorology 2/26/2018
58. Suburban 2/26/2018
59. On Boarding A Soviet Attack Submarine 2/26/2018
60. Wife Of The Zeppelin Scientist 2/26/2018
61. Barnegat Light 2/26/2018
62. Demography 2/26/2018
63. Scape 2/26/2018
64. Human Interest 2/26/2018
65. Your Heroes Left You For Dead 2/26/2018
66. Handlers 2/26/2018
67. Mineral Point 2/26/2018
68. Save Earth 2/26/2018
69. After We Escaped The Tombs Of The Blind Dead 2/26/2018
70. Cash For Gold 2/26/2018
71. Apparition At Moss-Hanne 2/26/2018
72. Consolations Of Autumn 2/26/2018
73. Squirrel Hill 2/26/2018
74. The Victory Stele Of Narām-Sîn 2/26/2018
75. On Leaving An Old Mirror Out At The Curb 2/26/2018
76. Mayfair 2/26/2018
77. Moose 2/26/2018
78. Circle Of The Tyrants 2/26/2018
79. Jab 2/26/2018
80. Watchers 2/26/2018

Comments about Ernest Hilbert

  • Lamont Palmer (12/21/2009 10:44:00 AM)

    Good critics often write some of the best poetry. Hilbert is no exception. He is a poet of great depth and verbal dexterity without being obscure beyond comprehension. Always an interesting read. -LP

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Best Poem of Ernest Hilbert

Ecstasy Of St. Teresa

I listened to Bach for eight hours
After she left into the snow,

Disappointed with my library
And choice of whiskey—

She divested my apartment
Of her hair, denuded it of form,

Her voice and beauty—
Sauntered into late skies

Past breweries that light
The city’s edge with steam,

Leaving me with bottles and my
Old skylight

And the landlord banging on my wall
“You keep quiet now. You always

“Make too much noise in there when
Girls come and leave.”

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Rorschach

Fuzz-head & coconut-gun stumbled on the hard wet sand
Humid boardwalk haze and grey choke-mist reruns in Little Odessa

Brighton Beach
Smokestacks gushing ink and soot like Krakow in a black-and-white war film,
And blank-windowed tenements
Leaning over the El like giant Easter Island heads
We huddled in the bathroom stall
Over a box of badly-cut cocaine

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