Untitled Poem For Hayden Carruth

Where were you when I looked for the broken trees,
frozen bits up coming from the ground
chunks of stone cut well
years below me swallowed in mire
take this
now and take it the hell away from me.







I don't recall ever reading anything by Hayden Carruth, but it's possible I did. A friend on Facebook had a link to his work posted on her page, and I was taken by his writing. He was a poet who struggled with starkly painful mental illness throughout his life. He leaves behind some fantastic work. You can find out more about him by going to http://www.independent.co.uk/news/obituaries/hayden-carruth-poet-who-produced-work-of-unapologetic-affection--despite-lifelong-struggles-with-mental-illness-950819.html OR go to poets.org and type in his name to search for poetry. It'd be worth your while.