Stern, Gerald 1999
Wednesday, October 20, 1999
This time of year I kneel on my jacket. The ice
is almost solid. The groaning has ended. There is
an inch of fresh snow. A bush has turned to glass.
– Gerald Stern, “Did I Say”
Read this interview with Gerald Stern from The Rumpus:
http://therumpus.net/2010/11/the-rumpus-interview-with-gerald-stern/
The second day of Eastern Standard
there is such a sound of bird croaking
it must be either blue jay whelps
or stiff crows just barely able to gasp
after a night of rotten sleeping.
– Gerald Stern, “Light”
Watch Gerald Stern read some of his poetry:
