#Americans
The blast skims over the string of takeoff lights and relinquishing
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like a pregnancy o… as on my lap a child
The wonderful workings of the worl… wonderful: I’m surprised half the… ground up fine, I puff if a pebble… I’m nervous: my moarality’s intric… a squash blossom dies, I feel with…
I don’t know somehow it seems suff… to see and hear whatever coming an… losing the self to the victory of stones and trees, of bending sandpit lakes, crescent
What do I find right at the cente… relationships: a slightly disperse… tinctured core of brutality: go to… the question is not whether your l… but whether you can pay the bill,…
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star’s atmosphere, turning daily into and out of
So I said I am Ezra and the wind whipped my throat gaming for the sounds of my voice I listened to the wind go over my head and up into the ni…
After the event the rockslide realized, in a still diversity of completion… grain and fissure, declivity
I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come forth in
Fall fell: so that’s it for the l… some flurries have whitened the ed… and lawns: time for that, the snow… turkeys and old St. Nick: where a… find something to write about I ha…
When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute:
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here
The drop seeps whole from boulder-lichen or ledge moss and drops, joining, to trickle, run, fall, dash,
There is now not a single leaf on the cherry tree: except when the jay plummets in, lights, and, in pure clarity, squalls:
I know if I find you I will have… and go on out over the sea marshes and the brant… and over the hills of tall hickory and over the crater lakes and cany…