Poem by Charles Simic: The Friends of Heraclitus

By Charles Simic Your friend has died, with whom You roamed the streets, At all hours, talking philosophy. So, today you went alone, Stopping often to change places With your imaginary companion, And argue back against yourself On the subject of appearances: The world we see in our heads And the world we see daily, … Continue reading Poem by Charles Simic: The Friends of Heraclitus