Erica Jong

(26 March 1942 / New York City)


Poem by Erica Jong

The lover in these poems
is me;
the doctor,
He appears
as husband, lover
analyst & muse,
as father, son
& maybe even God
& surely death.

All this is true.

The man you turn to
in the dark
is many men.

This is an open secret
women share
& yet agree to hide
as if
they might then
hide it from themselves.

I will not hide.

I write in the nude.
I name names.
I am I.
The doctor's name is Love.

Comments about Autobiographical by Erica Jong

  • Michael Shepherd (4/8/2005 5:03:00 AM)

    Erica, we all know your reputation.... but this is a fine poem. hanks.(Report)Reply

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