Anyone Who Has Left Love Anyone Who Has Left Love
Anyone who has left love, who has stepped out of the boat, onto the water, learns what they had not known or wanted to. Anyone who turns their back on love, as if it might not take…
Mar 2, 2017 / Books & the Arts / Sharon Olds
Silver Spoon Ode Silver Spoon Ode
I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, and a silver knife, and a silver fork. I would complain about it—the spoon was not greasy, it tasted like braces, my shining access to c…
Jan 19, 2017 / Books & the Arts / Sharon Olds
Letting My Hair Down Letting My Hair Down
And then my wry neck got so wry— chicken-neck wring-wry—I had to spend time with my hair down, like roots into the ground of the air, my visible shock, my “terror,” my “horror.” Ho…
Jan 19, 2017 / Books & the Arts / Sharon Olds
Open Letter to Laura Bush Open Letter to Laura Bush
Poet Sharon Olds writes an open letter to Laura Bush, explaining why she won't break bread at the White House.
Sep 19, 2005 / Sharon Olds
Green Bee Green Bee
It was curled on the pavement, forehead to knees, as if it had died while bowing. Its stripes were citrine-yellow, and the black of a moonless starless, clea...
Nov 2, 2000 / Books & the Arts / Sharon Olds