Author Description

Nothing enters painlessly, the Earth chucks up our hubcaps, puddles, rust as mothers long ago learned --we are taught to kiss with our mouth closed, to hear their dark, bent and the creak we cannot see unrolls the Earth the crushed lullabies, mufflers and evenings --I'm hauling this sun back into the ground into an ocean never heard before --carting a light that wouldn't wait whose first breath came from this dark and the last, half asleep, again carried down in my arms. Simon Perchik, an attorney, was born 1923 in Paterson, NJ and educated at New York University (BA English, LLB Law). His poems have appeared in various literary journals including Cholla Needles, Partisan Review, Poetry, The Nation, and The New Yorker.