Poems by Jonathan Galassi
May
... The month after the month they say is cruel ...
Girlhood
... already starting to spread its shade above us ...
Thread
... nearly to hemlock blackness, cypress blackness, ...
Turning Forty
... Let’s tick off the short wish list of adulthood: ...
Montale’s Grave
... —the promise that is vouchsafed to you, scribe, ...
North of Childhood
... but you’re north of childhood now and out of here, ...
Flow
... s den, crisscrossing the water with Phoebe again and again ...
Saving Minutes
... and know that where their stripes and buttons went ...
