Joyce Carol Oates
Joyce Carol Oates Poems
|1.||An Age of Miracles||1/19/2018|
|3.||Poetry Is the Gnomic Utterance from Which the Soul Springs, Fluttering||1/19/2018|
|5.||Too Young to Marry but Not Too Young to Die||1/19/2018|
|6.||Women Whose Lives are Food, Men Whose Lives are Money||1/19/2018|
Comments about Joyce Carol Oates
the blood-smear across the knuckles:
once you discover it pain will begin,
never will you learn what caused it.
you forget it.
the telephone answered on the twelfth ring:
silence without breath, cunning, stark.
and then he hangs up.
and you stand there, alone.
then you forget.
and your father's inexplicable visit:
two days' notice, a ten-hour reckless drive.
rains, 80 mph winds, bad luck all the way,
traffic backed up, a broken windshield wiper,
and no stopping him.