Russell Edson

(1935 - 2014 / Connecticut, United States)

Russell Edson Poems

41. Accidents 1/13/2003
42. Hands 1/13/2003
43. The Philosophers 1/13/2003
44. Ape And Coffee 1/13/2003
45. You 1/13/2003
46. A Performance At Hog Theater 1/13/2003
47. Antimatter 1/13/2003
48. The Fight 1/13/2003
49. Sleep 1/13/2003
50. Counting Sheep 1/13/2003
51. On The Eating Of Mice 1/13/2003
52. A Stone Is Nobody's 1/13/2003
53. One Lonely Afternoon 1/13/2003
54. Ape 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


You haven't finished your ape, said mother to father,
who had monkey hair and blood on his whiskers.

I've had enough monkey, cried father.

You didn't eat the hands, and I went to all the
trouble to make onion rings for its fingers, said mother.

I'll just nibble on its forehead, and then I've had enough,
said father.

I stuffed its nose with garlic, just like you like it, said

Why don't you have the butcher cut these apes up? You lay
the whole thing on the table every night; the same fractured
skull, the same singed ...

Read the full of Ape

The Fall

There was a man who found two leaves and came
indoors holding them out saying to his parents
that he was a tree.

To which they said then go into the yard and do
not grow in the living room as your roots may
ruin the carpet.

He said I was fooling I am not a tree and he

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