Hoyt Rogers

Boys’ Room
July 9, 2013 Rogers Hoyt

Boys’ Room


French doors, curtains, panes of glass.

Small, we slept together in one room.

Trees in windows, screened for gnats.

This puppet-staging looked like home.


From greenish scrim, a face stared back.

We prayed for help with folded hands.

You kicked at night, from bunk to bunk.

Our clothes played doctor on the floor.


If Pinky Lee is dead, will we die too?

Do checkered vests turn us into twins?

You crying, Jack? Lonely in your box?

The day’s wonders, clotting on our lips.

Hoyt Rogers has published his poems, stories, and essays in many periodicals. He translates from the French, German, Italian, and Spanish. He has translated books by Bonnefoy, Borges, and du Bouchet. His translation of Bonnefoy’s last book of poems, Together Still, was published by Seagull Books in 2017.