Simple by Raymond Carver

Raymond Carver

Simple by Raymond Carver

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Monday would be awesome if Carol Channing is here, shouting, “

RAAAASPBERRIES!

”

Simple

Raymond Carver

A break in the clouds. The blue

outline of the mountains.

Dark yellow of the fields.

Black river. What am I doing here,

lonely and filled with remorse?

I go on casually eating from the bowl

of raspberries. If I were dead,

I remind myself, I wouldn’t

be eating them. It’s not so simple.

It is that simple.

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