While there is still time

In the Library There's a book called "A Dictionary of Angels." No one has opened it in fifty years, I know, because when I di...

There was the sky, starless and vast— Home of every one of our dark thoughts— Its door open to more darkness. And you, like a late door-to-...

I never run into anyone from the old days. It's summer and I'm alone in the city. I enter stores, apartment houses, offices And ...

"A young man in a small town in Patagonia or in Kansas reads an ancient Chinese poet in a book he borrowed from the library and falls ...

Stone Charles Simic Go inside a stone That would be my way. Let somebody else become a dove Or gnash with a tiger's tooth. I am ...

"Jazz is about happiness. Old happiness made into new happiness." Charles Simic Nat King Cole, In Oth...

I keep going back to this, as if to a holy book. On any random page, I come across answers, revelations, and wonder. .........................

"To lovers, even their first names are poetry." 'The Monster loves his Labyrinth: Notebooks', Char...

"A New Hampshire high school student reading an ancient Chinese poem and being moved - a theory of literature that cannot account for t...

Excerpt from 'The Monster Loves His Labyrinth: Notebooks', by Charles Simic "I admire Claude Levi Strauss's observation th...