Hayden Carruth

(August 3, 1921 – September 29, 2008 / Woodbury, Connecticut)

Hayden Carruth Poems

1. Testament 3/27/2015
2. The Bearer 10/9/2015
3. Bears at Raspberry Time 11/17/2015
4. The Cows at Night 3/25/2016
5. Letter To Denise 1/30/2015
6. The Way Of The Coventicle Of The Trees 1/13/2003
7. Notes On Poverty 1/10/2015
8. Block 1/13/2003
9. Goes 1/13/2003
10. Something For The Trade 1/13/2003
11. Poem Catching Up With An Idea 1/13/2003
12. Onondaga, Early December 1/13/2003
13. Endnote 1/13/2003
14. At Seventy-Five: Rereading An Old Book 1/13/2003
15. The Curtain 1/13/2003
16. The Afterlife: Letter To Sam Hamill 1/13/2003
17. Words In A Certain Appropriate Mode 1/13/2003
18. Ray 1/13/2003
19. Emergency Haying 1/13/2003
20. Graves 1/13/2003
21. February Morning 1/13/2003
22. When I Wrote A Little 1/13/2003
23. Saturday At The Border 1/13/2003
24. Scrambled Eggs And Whiskey 1/13/2003
25. I, I, I 1/13/2003
26. On Being Asked To Write A Poem Against The War In Vietnam 1/13/2003

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On Being Asked To Write A Poem Against The War In Vietnam

Well I have and in fact
more than one and I'll
tell you this too

I wrote one against
Algeria that nightmare
and another against

Korea and another
against the one
I was in

and I don't remember
how many against
the three

when I was a boy
Abyssinia Spain and
Harlan County

and not one
breath was restored
to one

shattered throat
mans womans or childs
not one not

but death went on and on
never looking aside

except now and then
with a furtive half-smile
to make sure I was noticing.

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How many guys are sitting at their kitchen tables
right now, one-thirty in the morning, this same
time, eating a piece of pie? - that's what I
wondered. A big piece of pie, because I'd just
finished reading Ray's last book. Not good pie,
not like my mother or my wife could've
made, but an ordinary pie I'd just bought, being
alone, at the Tops Market two hours ago. And how
many had water in their eyes? Because of Ray's

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