Larry Levis Poems
- The Poem You Asked For My poem would eat nothing. I tried ...
- As I Move On With You Different days, Different hours, Many...
- Anastasia & Sandman The brow of a horse in that moment ...
- In A Country My love and I are inventing a country, which we ...
- The Widening Spell Of The Leav... --The Carpathian Frontier, ...
- For Zbigniew Herbert, Summer, ...
- Those Graves In Rome There are places where the eye can ...
Larry Levis was born in Fresno, California, on September 30, 1946. The son of a grape grower, he grew up driving a tractor, picking grapes, and pruning vines of Selma, California, a small fruit-growing town in the San Joaquin Valley. He later wrote of the farm, the vineyards, and the Mexican migrant workers that he worked alongside. He also remembered hanging out in the local billiards parlor on Selma's East Front Street, across from the Southern Pacific Railroad tracks.
Levis earned a bachelor's degree from Fresno State College (now California State University, Fresno) in 1968. He went on to earn a master's degree from Syracuse University in 1970 and a Ph.D. from the University ... more »
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The Poem You Asked For
My poem would eat nothing.
I tried giving it water
but it said no,
Day after day,
I held it up to the llight,
turning it over,
but it only pressed its lips
more tightly together.
It grew sullen, like a toad
through with being teased.
I offered it money,
my clothes, my car with a full tank.
But the poem stared at the floor.
Finally I cupped it in
my hands, and carried it gently
out into the soft air, into the
evening traffic, wondering how
to end things between us.