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To the Left of Time

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To the Left of Time

To the Left of Time by Thomas Lux
English | 2016 | ISBN: 0544649656 | 96 pages | EPUB | 1 MB

A brilliant new collection of poems by Kingsley Tufts Award–winning poet Thomas Lux

With To the Left of Time, Thomas Lux adds more than fifty new poems to his celebrated oeuvre. Broken into three sections, these include semi-autobiographical poems, odes, and a final section that delves into a variety of subjects reflective of Lux’s imaginative range. Full of his characteristic satire and humor, this new collection promises laughter and profound insight into the human condition.

To the Left of Time is a powerful addition to the work of one who has been widely praised for his ability to offer image- and metaphor-driven visions as well as lines of plain language and immediacy. This collection proves that Lux’s work will continue to inspire readers for decades to come.

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FOR MY SISTER

Forever we’ve never spoken.
First, our mother died
and, soon after, our father.
He would’ve loved you, and I understood why
when your niece, my daughter, arrived.
You’d look like her. She is already twenty-five.
Were you younger than me, or older?
I always wished for younger.
Mother starved to death, in truth.
For many months she couldn’t swallow
(the Dr. wrote somewhere what it’s called)
and refused a nutrients tube.
I’d feed her ice cream sodas with a spoon.
Father didn’t know what to do
when his legs were lost beneath him.
They lived to a great age in that lousy house.
I had handrails installed.
The Dr. said they’d fall, they’d fall.
Squirrels lived in the attic, and once, a blur
across the rug. Mother said: That’s our mouse.
She also said, as father lifted couch
pillows: He’s looking for his teeth.
I have a box of papers: a deed
for pastureland, naturalization forms,
boneyard plots, many pictures, certificates
of births and deaths—though none of,
nor for, nor of, you.