Favourite 20th century poems

[Todd]

I'd never read Woodchucks before.

If only they'd all consented to die unseen
gassed underground the quiet Nazi way. Brilliant!

Neighbors
By David Allen Evans

They live alone
together,

she with her wide hind
and bird face,
he with his hung belly
and crewcut.

They never talk
but keep busy.

Today they are
washing windows
(each window together)
she on the inside,
he on the outside.
He squirts Windex
at her face,
she squirts Windex
at his face.

Now they are waving
to each other
with rags,

not smiling.