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Hayden Carruth
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Hayden Carruth Poems
- I, I, I First, the self. Then, the observing self. The self ...
- On Being Asked To Write A Poem...
- Scrambled Eggs And Whiskey Scrambled eggs and whiskey in the...
- Saturday At The Border "Form follows function follows form ....
- Graves Both of us had been close to Joel, and at Joel's ...
- February Morning The old man takes a nap too soon in the ...
- Emergency Haying Coming home with the last load I ride ...
Grew up in Woodbury, Connecticut and was educated at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and at the University of Chicago. He lived in Johnson, Vermont for many years. Carruth taught at Syracuse University, in the Graduate Creative Writing Program, where he taught and mentored many younger poets, including Brooks Haxton and Allen Hoey. He resided with his wife, poet Joe-Anne McLaughlin Carruth near the small central New York village of Munnsville. He wrote for over sixty years. Carruth died from complications following a series of strokes. more »
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I, I, I
First, the self. Then, the observing self.
The self that acts and the self that watches. This
The starting point, the place where the mind begins,
Whether the mind of an individual or
The mind of a species. When I was a boy
I struggled to understand. For if I know
The self that watches, another watching self
Must see the watcher, then another watching that,
Another and another, and where does it end?
So my mother sent me to the barber shop,
My first time, to get my hair "cut for a part"
(Instead of the dutch boy she'd always given me),
As I was instructed to...
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