Russell Edson

(1935 - 2014 / Connecticut, United States)

Antimatter - Poem by Russell Edson

On the other side of a mirror there's an inverse world,
where the insane go sane; where bones climb out of the
earth and recede to the first slime of love.

And in the evening the sun is just rising.

Lovers cry because they are a day younger, and soon
childhood robs them of their pleasure.

In such a world there is much sadness which, of course,
is joy.


Comments about Antimatter by Russell Edson

  • (1/20/2008 12:23:00 AM)


    there is no telling in the world, is there? (Report) Reply

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  • (6/11/2007 4:54:00 PM)


    the panic of love
    and not love
    twisted
    round you
    -Heller
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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