The Anthologist
[Spring 1969]


The Peach Robbers

Jerald Wild

The peach robbers live beside one-night fires
Along the unravelled umbilical of railroad tracks
That hangs from the womb of the sun.
We have seen them in movies
Robbing peaches for breakfast,
We have seen them in books 
Robbing peaches for lunch;
At night the drink whiskey, and nothing more.

My own eyes have never seen a peach robber,
But i know them well:
They are seldom sober
And they do not go hungry.

And I take trains to nowhere
Looking out the window 
For the fires of the peach robbers,
And I fall asleep 
Just before the appear to appear.