Thomas Lux

Thomas Lux (December 10, 1946 – February 5, 2017) was an American poet. Quotes Your baby grows a tooth, then two,and four, and five, then she wants some meatdirectly from the bone. It's allover: she'll learn some words, she'll fallin love with cretins, dolts, a sweettalker on his way to jail. And you,your wife, get old, flyblown, and ruenothing. You did, you loved, your feetare sore. It's dusk. Your daughter's tall. "A Little Tooth", in Líneas conectadas. Nueva poesía de los Estados Unidos. April Lindner, Editor. Sarabande Books, Louisville, Kentucky. ISBN 978-1-932-51121-5 External links Category:20th-century poets from the United States Category:2017 deaths Category:Poets from Massachusetts