“When
you write it doesn't occur to you that somebody could think different from what
you do.” – Howard Nemerov
Nemerov (1920-1991) was thrice-honored for
his The Collected Poems of Howard Nemerov, winning the National Book
Award for Poetry, the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry, and Bollingen Prize, bestowed by
Yale University in recognition of best book of new
verse and for lifetime achievement.
A teacher in high school and college and at
workshops around the country, he said he always enjoyed talking to kids and
learning that they liked reading his work.
“I liked the kid who wrote me that he had to do a term paper on a modern
poet and he was doing me because, though they say you have to read poems twice,
he found he could handle mine in one try." Here, for Saturday’s Poem, is
Nemerov’s,'
Found Poem
after information received in The St. Louis Post-Dispatch, 1986
The population center of the USA
Has shifted to Potosi, in Missouri.
The calculation employed by authorities
In arriving at this dislocation assumes
That the country is a geometric plane,
Perfectly flat, and that every citizen,
Including those in Alaska and Hawaii
And the District of Columbia, weighs the same;
So that, given these simple presuppositions,
The entire bulk and spread of all the people
Should theoretically balance on the point
Of a needle under Potosi in Missouri
Where no one is residing nowadays
But the watchman over an abandoned mine
Whence the company got the lead out and left.
'It gets pretty lonely here,' he says, 'at night.'
The population center of the USA
Has shifted to Potosi, in Missouri.
The calculation employed by authorities
In arriving at this dislocation assumes
That the country is a geometric plane,
Perfectly flat, and that every citizen,
Including those in Alaska and Hawaii
And the District of Columbia, weighs the same;
So that, given these simple presuppositions,
The entire bulk and spread of all the people
Should theoretically balance on the point
Of a needle under Potosi in Missouri
Where no one is residing nowadays
But the watchman over an abandoned mine
Whence the company got the lead out and left.
'It gets pretty lonely here,' he says, 'at night.'
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