Russell Edson

(1935 - 2014 / Connecticut, United States)

Russell Edson Poems

1. A Historical Breakfast 1/13/2003
2. A Journey Through The Moonlight 1/13/2003
3. A Performance At Hog Theater 1/13/2003
4. A Stone Is Nobody's 1/13/2003
5. Accidents 1/13/2003
6. Angels 1/13/2003
7. Antimatter 1/13/2003
8. Ape 1/13/2003
9. Ape And Coffee 1/13/2003
10. Conjugal 1/13/2003
11. Counting Sheep 1/13/2003
12. Elephant Dormitory 1/13/2003
13. Erasing Amyloo 1/13/2003
14. Grass 1/13/2003
15. Hands 1/13/2003
16. Mr. Brain 1/13/2003
17. On The Eating Of Mice 1/13/2003
18. One Lonely Afternoon 1/13/2003
19. Paying The Captain 1/13/2003
20. Sleep 1/13/2003
21. Soup Song 1/13/2003
22. The Alfresco Moment 1/13/2003
23. The Autopsy 1/13/2003
24. The Breast 1/13/2003
25. The Bridge 1/13/2003
26. The Changeling 1/13/2003
27. The Closet 1/13/2003
28. The Death Of A Fly 1/13/2003
29. The Fall 1/13/2003
30. The Family Monkey 1/13/2003
31. The Father Of Toads 1/13/2003
32. The Fight 1/13/2003
33. The Floor 1/13/2003
34. The Gentlemen In The Meadow 1/13/2003
35. The Having To Love Something Else 1/13/2003
36. The Lighted Window 1/13/2003
37. The Man Rock 1/13/2003
38. The Marionettes Of Distant Masters 1/13/2003
39. The Melting 1/13/2003
40. The Ox 1/13/2003

Comments about Russell Edson

  • Chris Bowen (1/27/2008 11:17:00 AM)

    i like russell edson prose sometimes, does he visit this site?

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Best Poem of Russell Edson

One Lonely Afternoon

Since the fern can't go to the sink for a drink of
water, I graciously submit myself to the task, bringing two
glasses from the sink.
And so we sit, the fern and I, sipping water together.


Of course I'm more complex than a fern, full of deep
thoughts as I am. But I lay this aside for the easy company
of an afternoon friendship.

I don't mind sipping water with a fern, even though,
had I my druthers, I'd be speeding through the sky for
Stockholm, sipping a bloody mary with a wedge of lime.

And so we sit one lonely afternoon sipping ...

Read the full of One Lonely Afternoon

Elephant Dormitory

An elephant went to bed and pulled a crazy quilt up under
its tusks.

But just as the great gray head began filling with the gray
wrinkles of sleep it was awakened by the thud of its tail
falling out of bed.

Would you get my tail? said the elephant to another
elephant also tucked up under a crazy quilt.

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