Charles Simic is one of the great poets of our time. Whether he sings of his worn-out shoes as the "only true image" of himself or praises worms, he always finds astonishingly simple images to describe the fragile, uncertain fate of modern humanity. His poems are unillusioned, melancholic, yet playful, full of irony and dark humor. Even if the sky has fallen, there are "clouds for dinner." This volume gathers the best, previously unpublished poems of the Pulitzer Prize winner from fifty years.