#Charles Simic

[apoemaday]

Fear

by Charles Simic

Fear passes from man to man Unknowing, As one leaf passes its shudder To another.

All at once the whole tree is trembling, And there is no sign of the wind.

[alwaysalreadyangry]

Charles Simic, from Dime-Store Alchemy: the art of Joseph Cornell

[derangedrhythms]

Charles Simic, Dismantling the Silence; from 'Summer Morning'

[julesofnature]

The highest levels of consciousness are wordless. ~Charles Simic

[havingapoemwithyou]

summer morning by Charles Simic

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

The Light Admittedly, yours is an odd Sort of work, galactic traveler. I watched you early this morning Get on your knees by my bed To help a pair of my old shoes Find their way out of the dark.

Charles Simic, The Lunatic

[dk-thrive]

Fear passes from man to man Unknowing, As one leaf passes its shudder To another. All at once the whole tree is trembling, And there is no sign of the wind.

— Charles Simic, "Fear" in "Dismantling the Silence" (HarperCollins, 2001)

[auntieblues]

“Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all others were making ships.” ― Charles Simic

[typewriter-worries]

[syringavulgaris]

Charles Simic, Romantic Landscape

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

"The Wind has Died”— the final poem in Charles Simic's final book, "No Land in Sight."

[Mikhail Iossel]

[apoemaday]

Watermelons

by Charles Simic

Green Buddhas On the fruit stand. We eat the smile And spit out the teeth.

[derangedrhythms]

Charles Simic, Dismantling the Silence; from 'The Inner Man'

[proustian-dream]

Charles Simic, Dime-store alchemy: the art of Joseph Cornell

[havingapoemwithyou]

evening by Charles Simic

[alwaysalreadyangry]

Charles Simic, from Dime-Store Alchemy: the art of Joseph Cornell