Peaches Goes It Alone
A stunning new collection from a “beguiling and magisterial” poet (The New York Times Book Review)
This is the End of Days.
This is what we’ve been waiting for always.
I walked over to the Hudson River, heading for Mars.
Each poem of mine is a suicide belt.
I say that to my girlfriend Life.
Peaches Goes It Alone, Frederick Seidel’s newest collection of poems, begins with global warming and ends with Aph...
A stunning new collection from a “beguiling and magisterial” poet (The New York Times Book Review)
This is the End of Days.
This is what we’ve been waiting for always.
I walked over to the Hudson River, heading for Mars.
Each poem of mine is a suicide belt.
I say that to my girlfriend Life.
Peaches Goes It Alone, Frederick Seidel’s newest collection of poems, begins with global warming and ends with Aph...
