#AmericanWriters
One failure on Top of another
It was May before my attention came to spring and my word I said to the southern slopes
When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute:
The people of my time are passing… wife is baking for a funeral, a 60… died suddenly, when the phone ring… Ruth we care so much about in inte… it was once weddings that came so…
Silver will lie where she lies sun-out, whatever turning the worl… longeared in her ashen, earless, floating world: indifferent to sores and greengage…
I’ve pressed so far away from my desire that if you asked me what I
You think the ridge hills flowing,… with ups and downs will, though, building constancy into the black… for each sunset, hold on to you, i… wander, give reality recurrence en…
The reason to be autonomous is to… a cleared instrument, ready to act… the moral realm and actual conditi… needs to be done and to do it: fin… best, if it works out, but if, lik…
Motion’s the dead giveaway, eye catcher, the revealing risk: the caterpillar sulls on the hot m… but then, risking, ripples to the… the cricket, startled, leaps the
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,…
The drop seeps whole from boulder-lichen or ledge moss and drops, joining, to trickle, run, fall, dash,
I am living without you because of a terror, a farfetched notion that I can’t live without you which I must narrow down & que…
I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come forth in
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumsta… though possibility is
I went for a walk over the dunes a… to the sea, then turned right along the surf rounded a naked headland