Poems of the Week – Raymond Carver

THREE POEMS BY RAYMOND CARVER   Woman Bathing Naches River. Just below the falls. Twenty miles from any town. A day of dense sunlight heavy with odors of love. How long have we? Already your body, sharpness of Picasso, is drying in this highland air. I towel down your back, your hips, with my undershirt.Continue reading “Poems of the Week – Raymond Carver”