Another Poem


Woke up this morning with
a terrific urge to lie in bed all day
and read. Fought against it for a minute.

Then looked out the window at the rain.
And gave over. Put myself entirely
in the keep of this rainy morning.

Would I live my life over again?
Make the same unforgiveable mistakes?
Yes, given half a chance. Yes.

Raymond Carver, from All of Us: The Collected Poems


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13 Responses to Another Poem

  1. Nymeth says:

    I LOVE this. Thanks so much for sharing.

  2. claire says:

    Love it. I’ll keep this poem, thanks, Vasilly. How wonderful to keep making the same unforgiveable mistake of lying in bed all day reading.

  3. Carrie K. says:

    Oh, I love this! Thanks for posting it. 🙂

  4. Kailana says:

    I’d rather look back on my life and say I read too much than I worked too much…

  5. vivienne says:

    I wish I could do that. Just loved the poem. I want to be remembered as a bookworm!

  6. iliana says:

    This is lovely! I’m going to copy this one to read again later.

  7. Vasilly says:

    Claire: Isn’t it a great poem? I read it and knew it was about me!

    Kailana: Exactly!

    Vivienne: I rather be remembered by my passions than anything else.

    Iliana: I’m glad you enjoyed it.

  8. Gavin says:

    Vasilly, this is a beauty, and so familiar, that desire to just lay about and read! I haven’t read any of Carver’s poetry, just his short stories. I’ll have to find more. Thank you!

  9. I like that poem! I felt that way this morning, only I did get out of bed. I should have stayed put.

  10. Vasilly says:

    Gavin: I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. I didn’t start reading Carver’s short stories until after I read his poems.

    Literary Feline: We’ll just say you know next time to stay put! lol

  11. Becca says:

    Ah, a great poem! That is definitely a “mistake” I’d like to make 🙂

    I didn’t know Raymond Carver wrote poetry…a nice surprise.

  12. Myles says:

    In order to understand this poem, it is important to keep in mind that Raymond Carver died of lung cancer… smoking cigarettes, and doing god knows what else were likely his unforgivable mistakes… not staying in bed reading

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