William Matthews Poems
|2.||A Poetry Reading At West Point||1/13/2003|
|3.||Homer's Seeing-Eye Dog||1/13/2003|
|6.||Mingus At The Showplace||1/13/2003|
|7.||Poem (The lump of coal my parents teased)||1/13/2003|
|9.||On The Porch At The Frost Place, Franconia, N. H.||1/13/2003|
|10.||A Happy Childhood||4/21/2010|
|11.||A Roadside Near Ithaca||4/21/2010|
|13.||Foul Shots: A Clinic||4/21/2010|
|14.||A Life Of Crime||4/21/2010|
|18.||A Small Room In Aspen||4/21/2010|
What did I think, a storm clutching a clarinet
and boarding a downtown bus, headed for lessons?
I had pieces to learn by heart, but at twelve
you think the heart and memory are different.
"'It's a poor sort of memory that only works
backwards,' the Queen remarked." Alice in Wonderland.
Although I knew the way music can fill a room,