A Happy Birthday

Ted Kooser

 
This evening, I sat by an open window
and read till the light was gone and the book
was no more than a part of the darkness.
I could easily have switched on a lamp,
but I wanted to ride this day down into night,
to sit alone and smooth the unreadable page
with the pale gray ghost of my hand.
 
From Delights and Shadows by Ted Kooser. Copyright © 2004 by Ted Kooser. Used by permission of Copper Canyon Press, www.coppercanyonpress.org. All rights reserved.

Poems by This Author

Dishwater by Ted Kooser
Slap of the screen door, flat knock
Flying at Night by Ted Kooser
Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations
Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser
The porch swing hangs fixed in a morning sun
Untitled [Each time I go outside] by Ted Kooser and Jim Harrison
Each time I go outside


Further Reading

Poems About Birthdays
A Birthday
by Christina Rossetti
A Newborn Girl at Passover
by Nan Cohen
Birth
by Tina Chang
Crossroads
by Joyce Sutphen
Fifty-Three
by Eileen Myles
Infant Joy
by William Blake
Morning Song
by Sylvia Plath
On His Seventy-fifth Birthday
by Walter Savage Landor
Poem at Thirty
by Michael Ryan
Prayer for a Birthday
by Mark Wunderlich