Monday, April 4, 2011

The Answer
By Bill Knott

Leaving the house,
the house will be
left completely,
from cellar to
attic my absence
entire.

Do I enter the world
the same,
my presence felt
from cloud
to ditch?

Only in departure whole.
Arrival
is always partial.
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  1. UnknownApril 4, 2011 at 9:25 AM

    thanks for posting my poem! always flattered honored when someone goes to the effort of sharing my work—

    all my books of poetry (17 of them at current count) can be downloaded FREE via a link at:

    http://billknottpoetry.blogspot.com/

    ...

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  2. lamplightApril 8, 2011 at 11:16 AM

    wow, what a surprise to see your comment here, thank you. I originally read this poem in the New Yorker several years ago, i always find it profound every time I read it. thank you for the beautiful work, I look forward to reading more.

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