Robert Pinsky

(October 20, 1940 / New Jersey)

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  • Anthony Mazza Jr (12/30/2018 11:28:00 AM)

    I love to find myself laughing in the midst of my own confusion, but the guy claws it back too quickly... still, I keep reading, hoping for another.

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  • Charles Boyer (1/1/2010 7:56:00 AM)

    Read this several times and it grows fuller and more complete each time. It packs a lot in here, about desire and tragedy and time.

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Best Poem of Robert Pinsky

Shirt

The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams,
The nearly invisible stitches along the collar
Turned in a sweatshop by Koreans or Malaysians

Gossiping over tea and noodles on their break
Or talking money or politics while one fitted
This armpiece with its overseam to the band

Of cuff I button at my wrist. The presser, the cutter,
The wringer, the mangle. The needle, the union,
The treadle, the bobbin. The code. The infamous blaze

At the Triangle Factory in nineteen-eleven.
One hundred and forty-six died in the flames
On the ninth floor, no hydrants,...

Read the full of Shirt

At Pleasure Bay

In the willows along the river at Pleasure Bay
A catbird singing, never the same phrase twice.
Here under the pines a little off the road
In 1927 the Chief of Police
And Mrs. W. killed themselves together,
Sitting in a roadster. Ancient unshaken pilings
And underwater chunks of still-mortared brick
In shapes like bits of puzzle strew the bottom
Where the landing was for Price's Hotel and Theater.

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