Poetry

This week’s poem is by Claudia Emerson: “Greengrocer.” It appeared in our Spring 2012 issue on the state of American Poetry. To download a high-resolution PDF of this image, click here.

My octogenarian
awakens

Finally there’s someone I might
and have and could one day 
want again, or tarry—

Yesterday I shared a cab with a priest
who said it was a fine day to ride cross town 

If you leaned over
the peeling window ledge,
one tower of Notre Dame