Bill Knott

(1940 - 2014 / Carson City, Michigan)

The Hunger - Poem by Bill Knott

If a path to the Gingerbread House
could be established by breaking crumbs
off its edifice and sprinkling them
so as to find what lies behind us

across the featureless fairytale
void of childhood: yet how very quick
that trick wears out when the story's track
takes hold, takes toll, a far-older trail

prevails, we're forced to give up this lost
cause; and the fact is that every last
morsel was gone long before the you

or I might totter our way back here
to try to dissuade all these other
Hansel-Gretels hollering in queue.

Comments about The Hunger by Bill Knott

  • (11/29/2016 5:57:00 PM)

    (The Hunger by Bill Knott.) **Enjoyed for the reading. (Report) Reply

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  • (11/1/2006 9:08:00 PM)

    I've admired your work since seeing it years ago in The Young American Poets. You have your foibles, quirks, and Hungers. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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