- The Mattress
In Memoriam, Leo Szilard
Before leaving the Pension Szeged to walk the Chain Bridge acrossthe Danube, the scientist was asked, "How did you sleep?" Heanswered, "Not too well," and turned to go to the conference. Themaid went up to make his bed and found that he had slept on themattress springs. She'd left the mattress out to air. The brightsprings lay like tiny machetes under the eave in the room filledwith the scent of crushed nests and steam heat. The night before,the scientist lay under the wool blanket, his paunch rising andfalling like a bellows, his hands hoisting his head on the pillow,his toes little knobs. He pondered how to take the mushroomsout of the sky. [End Page 25]
Renée Ruderman is an Associate Professor of English and teaches poetry workshops and other creative writing classes at Metro State College of Denver. Her first poetry collection, Poems from the Rooms Below was published in 1995 by Permanence Press, San Diego. Her second collection, a chapbook, called Certain Losses was published in 2004 by Main Street Rag Press in Charlotte, NC. She has won national prizes for her poems, and some of them have appeared in The Bellingham Review, Xanadu, Eclipse, Buckle &, Borderlands, and New Millennium Writings. Renée has been Writer in Residence at the Vermont Studio Center and The Woodstock Guild.