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Ted Kooser

(Ames, Iowa)

Poems of Ted Kooser

1. A Birthday Poem 1/13/2003
2. A Happy Birthday 12/3/2014
3. After Years 1/13/2003
4. Flying at Night 4/1/2004
5. In January 1/13/2003
6. Selecting A Reader 1/13/2003

In January

Only one cell in the frozen hive of night
is lit, or so it seems to us:
this Vietnamese café, with its oily light,
its odors whose colorful shapes are like flowers.
Laughter and talking, the tick of chopsticks.
Beyond the glass, the wintry city
creaks like an ancient wooden bridge.
A great wind rushes under all of us.
The bigger the window, the more it trembles.

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