Hayden Carruth

(August 3, 1921 – September 29, 2008 / Woodbury, Connecticut)

Hayden Carruth Poems

1. Testament 3/27/2015
2. The Bearer 10/9/2015
3. The Cows at Night 3/25/2016
4. Bears at Raspberry Time 11/17/2015
5. Letter To Denise 1/30/2015
6. Notes On Poverty 1/10/2015
7. Block 1/13/2003
8. Goes 1/13/2003
9. The Way Of The Coventicle Of The Trees 1/13/2003
10. Something For The Trade 1/13/2003
11. Poem Catching Up With An Idea 1/13/2003
12. Endnote 1/13/2003
13. At Seventy-Five: Rereading An Old Book 1/13/2003
14. Words In A Certain Appropriate Mode 1/13/2003
15. Ray 1/13/2003
16. Onondaga, Early December 1/13/2003
17. Emergency Haying 1/13/2003
18. Graves 1/13/2003
19. February Morning 1/13/2003
20. The Afterlife: Letter To Sam Hamill 1/13/2003
21. The Curtain 1/13/2003
22. When I Wrote A Little 1/13/2003
23. Saturday At The Border 1/13/2003
24. Scrambled Eggs And Whiskey 1/13/2003
25. On Being Asked To Write A Poem Against The War In Vietnam 1/13/2003
26. I, I, I 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Hayden Carruth

I, I, I

First, the self. Then, the observing self.
The self that acts and the self that watches. This
The starting point, the place where the mind begins,
Whether the mind of an individual or
The mind of a species. When I was a boy
I struggled to understand. For if I know
The self that watches, another watching self
Must see the watcher, then another watching that,
Another and another, and where does it end?
So my mother sent me to the barber shop,
My first time, to get my hair "cut for a part"
(Instead of the dutch boy she'd always given me),
As I was instructed to...

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Emergency Haying

Coming home with the last load I ride standing
on the wagon tongue, behind the tractor
in hot exhaust, lank with sweat,

my arms strung
awkwardly along the hayrack, cruciform.
Almost 5OO bales we've put up

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