poet Ted Kooser

Ted Kooser

A Happy Birthday

This evening, I sat by an open window
and read till the light was gone and the book
was no more than a part of the darkness.
I could easily have switched on a lamp,
but I wanted to ride this day down into night,
to sit alone and smooth the unreadable page
with the pale gray ghost of my hand.

Topic(s) of this poem: birthday

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 3, 2014

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  • Vivien (10/14/2018 11:08:00 PM)

    Beautiful It speaks to me and of me

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