A Poet Reflects

A Man Who Makes Tears

There was a man who made things because he was lonely.  And so he made tears, which he thinks are tiny examples of the mystery that is large enough at times to swallow whole ships, and to be the road of the great whales …

The man makes tears which he thinks come out of his eyes from the memory of ponds and oceans.  And he thinks they are the tears of a marionette whose head is a jug of water with a sad face painted on it …

—Russell Edson, from No Boundaries: Prose Poems by 24 American Poets, edited by Ray Gonzalez (Tupelo Press, 2003)

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