Ruth Stone

(June 8, 1915 – November 19, 2011)

Ruth Stone Poems

1. Peripheries 12/27/2011
2. Speculation 12/27/2011
3. Overnight Guest 8/29/2014
4. The Pear 8/29/2014
5. The Trade-Off 8/29/2014
6. Reading 8/29/2014
7. Up There 8/29/2014
8. Poems 8/29/2014
9. Words 8/29/2014
10. Romance 12/27/2011
11. At Eighty-Three She Lives Alone 12/27/2011
12. The Porch 8/29/2014
13. Not Expecting An Answer 8/29/2014
14. Spring Beauties 8/29/2014
15. The Mother 8/29/2014
16. The Question 12/27/2011
17. So What 8/29/2014
18. Repetition Of Words And Weather 8/29/2014
19. Relatives 8/29/2014
20. The Ways Of Daughters 8/29/2014
21. Good Advice 8/29/2014
22. This Strangeness In My Life 8/29/2014
23. Lighter Than Air 8/29/2014
24. Genesis 12/27/2011
25. How It Is 8/29/2014
26. Another Feeling 12/27/2011
27. Shapes 12/27/2011
28. The Cabbage 12/27/2011
29. Male Gorillas 8/29/2014
30. Curtains 12/27/2011
31. 1941 12/27/2011
32. It Follows 12/27/2011
33. Always On The Train 12/27/2011
34. Look To The Future 12/27/2011
35. Eden, Then And Now 12/27/2011
36. The Wound 12/27/2011
37. In The Next Galaxy 1/20/2003
Best Poem of Ruth Stone

In The Next Galaxy

Things will be different.
No one will lose their sight,
their hearing, their gallbladder.
It will be all Catskills with brand
new wrap-around verandas.
The idea of Hitler will not
have vibrated yet.
While back here,
they are still cleaning out
pockets of wrinkled
Nazis hiding in Argentina.
But in the next galaxy,
certain planets will have true
blue skies and drinking water.

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Curtains

Putting up new curtains,
other windows intrude.
As though it is that first winter in Cambridge
when you and I had just moved in.
Now cold borscht alone in a bare kitchen.

What does it mean if I say this years later?

Listen, last night

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