Hotel
My room looks like a cage
The sun sticks its arm through the window
But I who want to smoke and make mirages
I light my cigarette with daylight
I don’t want to work I want to smoke
Credit
From Zone: Selected Poems of Guillaume Apollinaire. Published by New York Review Books. Translation Copyright © 2015 by Ron Padgett.
Author
Ron Padgett
Born in Tulsa, Oklahoma on June 17, 1942, Ron Padgett was elected as a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets in 2008.
Date Published
08/01/2016