Bill Knott

[Saint Geraud] (1940 - 2014 / Carson City, Michigan)

Bill Knott Poems

1. Dearth Demise 1/3/2003
2. The Enemy 1/3/2003
3. To Ripley (Alien 1-4) 1/3/2003
4. The Misunderstanding 1/3/2003
5. Christmas At The Orphanage 1/3/2003
6. Self(The Poet PassÉ)portrait 1/13/2003
7. Tempestrousseau 1/3/2003
8. Sleep 1/3/2003
9. (desire)threadbare(Desires) 1/3/2003
10. Space 1/3/2003
11. Excerpts From The Diary Of Damocles 1/3/2003
12. Face In The Window 1/3/2003
13. Lesson 1/3/2003
14. Poem (After Your Death...) 1/13/2003
15. Poem (As Your Light Side Trees Shy...) 1/13/2003
16. Ancient Measures 1/3/2003
17. The Hunger 1/3/2003
18. Obsolescent 1/3/2003
19. Picture 1/3/2003
20. Compact Dusk 1/3/2003
21. Ledgelife 1/3/2003
22. Story Of Or 3/8/2012
23. On A Drawing By Charles Tomlinson 3/8/2012
24. Weltende Variation # ? 3/8/2012
25. 2 Futilists 1/3/2003
26. Castration Envy #11 1/3/2003
27. Poem To Poetry 1/3/2003
28. Heritage 1/3/2003
29. Lifeguard Clinging To A Steeple 1/3/2003
30. Poem 1/3/2003
31. Stress Therapy 1/3/2003
32. Minor Poem 1/3/2003
33. (poem) (Chicago) (The Were-Age) 1/3/2003
34. Sonnet 4/1/2014
35. The Unsubscriber 1/3/2003
36. Monopoly 1/3/2003
37. The Patriots 1/3/2003
38. Flashbacks 1/3/2003
39. (end) Of Summer (1966) 1/3/2003
40. Cemetery 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Bill Knott

An Instructor's Dream

Many decades after graduation
the students sneak back onto
the school-grounds at night
and within the pane-lit windows
catch me their teacher at the desk
or blackboard cradling a chalk:
someone has erased their youth,
and as they crouch closer to see
more it grows darker and quieter
than they have known in their lives,
the lesson never learned surrounds
them; why have they come? Is
there any more to memorize now
at the end than there was then"
What is it they peer at through shades
of time to hear, X times X repeated,
my vain efforts to corner a ...

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The Enemy

Like everyone I demand to be
Defended unto the death of
All who defend me, all the
World's people I command to
Roundabout me shield me, to
Fight off the enemy. The
Theory is if they all stand
Banded together and wall me
Safe, there's no one left to

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