Edward Hirsch

(20 January 1950 / Chicago)

Cotton Candy - Poem by Edward Hirsch

We walked on the bridge over the Chicago River
for what turned out to be the last time,
and I ate cotton candy, that sugary air,
that sweet blue light spun out of nothingness.
It was just a moment, really, nothing more,
but I remember marveling at the sturdy cables
of the bridge that held us up
and threading my fingers through the long
and slender fingers of my grandfather,
an old man from the Old World
who long ago disappeared into the nether regions.
And I remember that eight-year-old boy
who had tasted the sweetness of air,
which still clings to my mouth
and disappears when I breathe.


Comments about Cotton Candy by Edward Hirsch

  • Gold Star - 17,458 Points Kim Barney (2/18/2015 3:23:00 AM)

    This is marvelous. Brings back wonderful memories of childhood and loved ones long since departed. Thanks so much for sharing this one. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 18, 2015



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