First Known When Lost: "You Hear Yourself Resume For A Word Or Two The Conversation That Ended Unhappily Years Ago"
Excerpt:
Over the years, Hugo Williams has written three separate poems bearing the same title: "Everyone Knows This." That phrase comes to mind when I think of the following poem by Stanley Cook, which moves in one direction, but takes a turn at the end.
View
Here in the North, often at the end
Of an uphill road the houses open out
To a view, like finding a hole in the roof.
Some attic or chimney pot is silhouetted
Marking the final foothold on the sky.
The wind combs out grey tugs of cloud
And as the threatened snow descends,
Blanking the view, sometimes you hear yourself
Resume for a word or two the conversation
That ended unhappily years ago
And whose unhappiness you know you had better bear.
Stanley Cook, Woods Beyond a Cornfield: Collected Poems (1995)...
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