#AmericanWriters
The simple contact with a wooden s… recovered itself, began to spread… as it lay sprawling to consider th… patience looked at grief, where wa… eyes curled outside themes to sear…
In the past we listened to photogr… Alive, active. What had been dist… Pushed us forward, emptying the… Erasure. In the city of X, they lived toge…
Since I’ve decided to revolutioni… since ” decided ”
The world is going upstairs and some people of whom Frederick Kiesler didn’t approve
Unreasonable lenses refract the sensitive rabbit holes, mole dwell… climes where twist burrow and snee… a native species into houses
On this dry prepared path walk hea… This is not “dinner music.” This… heavy as eyelids. Beams are laid. The master cuts m… Sound lays the structure. Sound l…
On a wall shadowed by lights from… is the screen. Icons come to it dr… and their eyes reflect the journey… eyes reach from level earth. Narra… the room where the screen waits su…
I won’t let anybody take a drink out of this barrel of tears I’ve collected from you. Least of all another woman.
Someone has remembered to dry the… they have taken the accident out o… Afterward lilies for supper; there the lines in front of the window are rubbed on the table of stone
Words after all are syllables just and you put them in their place
The form of the poem subsided, it… A witness was found for the markin… It might have been a celebration,… of the poem. The sky sinks slowly…
Others about the embarking have reasons. I holding shreds carpenter leavings. Motions in the wind,
i An opposing force nestles closer —to the four square of its joint the nimbus divides at an unfaded s… and the naughts are shuffled at th…
That is why I am here not among the ibises. Why the permanent city parasol covers even me. It was the rains
sound opens sound shank of globe strings… something like images are here opening up avenues to view a dome a distant clang reaches the edific…