Billy Collins Quote

Is Death miles away from this house,Reaching for a window in CincinnatiOr breathing down the neck of a lost hikerIn British Columbia?Is he too busy making arrangments, Tampering with air brakes, Scattering cancer cells like seeds,Loosening the wooden breams of roller coasterTo both with my hidden cottageThat visitors find so hard to find?Or if he stepping from a black carParked at the dark end of the lane, Shaking open the familiar cloak,Its hood raised like the head of a crow,And removing the scythe from the trunk?

Billy Collins

Is Death miles away from this house,Reaching for a window in CincinnatiOr breathing down the neck of a lost hikerIn British Columbia?Is he too busy making arrangments, Tampering with air brakes, Scattering cancer cells like seeds,Loosening the wooden breams of roller coasterTo both with my hidden cottageThat visitors find so hard to find?Or if he stepping from a black carParked at the dark end of the lane, Shaking open the familiar cloak,Its hood raised like the head of a crow,And removing the scythe from the trunk?

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About Billy Collins

William James Collins (born March 22, 1941) is an American poet who served as the Poet Laureate of the United States from 2001 to 2003. He was a Distinguished Professor at Lehman College of the City University of New York, retiring in 2016. Collins was recognized as a Literary Lion of the New York Public Library (1992) and selected as the New York State Poet for 2004 through 2006. In 2016, Collins was inducted into the American Academy of Arts and Letters. As of 2020, he is a teacher in the MFA program at Stony Brook Southampton.