“Night Terrors,” a Poem by Sharon Olds
From the 45th Anniversary Edition from “Satan Says”
She has so strongly this sense of someone coming after her,
someone dark or dressed in dark clothes,
some man so angry, so clever, there is no
chance of survival.
Every night she tries to think of something that would
get him to spare the children.
Every night she feels him outside the house,
eyeing its surface milky as a body,
the strips of its roof like hair oiled and combed,
all the stiff apertures
Victorian, like a frightened woman
on her wedding night, like her own mother entered and
entered by that man she hated, his hair
black as the polished barrel of a gun.
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“Night Terrors” from Satan Says, by Sharon Olds. Copyright 1980. Reprinted by permission of the University of Pittsburgh Press.