Robert L. Hass (born March 1, 1941) is an American poet. He served as Poet Laureate of the United States from 1995 to 1997. He won the 2007 National Book Award and shared the 2008 Pulitzer Prize for the collection Time and Materials: Poems 1997-2005. In 2014 he was awarded the Wallace Stevens Award from the Academy of American Poets. (From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia)
If you’ve ever suffered through depression, I think you’ll understand this. Life is just that unpredictable at times…
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The Feast
The lovers loitered on the deck talking,
the men who were with men and the men
who were with new women,
a little shrill and electric, and the wifely women
who had repose and beautifully lined faces
and coppery skin.
She had taken the turkey from the oven
and her friends were talking on the deck
in the steady sunshine. She imagined them
drifting toward the food, in small groups, finishing
sentences, lifting a pickle or a sliver of turkey,
nibbling a little with unconscious pleasure.
And she imagined setting it out artfully, the white meat,
the breads, antipasto, the mushrooms and salad
arranged down the oak counter cleanly, and how they all came
as in a dance when she called them. She carved meat
and then she was crying. Then she was in darkness
crying. She didn’t know what she wanted.
Impromptu Promptlings 