From no nowhere not near the sea on blue field flax the cemetery's absolutely solitary you and you and a third of a pound of bread for supper in the refectory where I would die of hunger if you--if soon--if on this unday--one undoing would be undone
From Gone by Fanny Howe. Copyright © 2003 by the Regents of the University of California. Reprinted by permission of the University of California Press. All rights reserved.
The author of more than twenty books of poetry and prose, Fanny Howe received the 2001 Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize for her collection Selected Poems.
Date Published: 2003-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/unday