Bob Hicok

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August 28, 2024
Palazzo da Mula, Venice by Claude Monet (1908)

I fell asleep in the rain.

Its too many kisses

washed my face away.

I thought it a dream,

but woke with little

to offer mirrors.

Now the sky

is clear.

However

the forecast

is for rain.

These are shoes,

this is my shirt,

this a list

of my sins,

my little pleasures.

Remember them.

Soon they'll be

what's left of me.

Note: This poem is reprinted from The Legend of Light (University of Wisconsin Press, 1995)

Jane Doe
Poet, Freelance Writer

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Bob Hicok

Bob Hicok's forthcoming collection is Breathe (Copper Canyon Press, 2026).

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