#AmericanWriters
you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction or
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
I had just won $115 from the heads… was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one of th… and had just gotten rid of a very… when there was a knock upon the wo…
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not goi… to let anybody see
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi
she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer.
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank the wine in bed and
they found him walking along the f… all red in front he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual
he was 65, his wife was 66, had Alzheimer’s disease. he had cancer of the mouth. there were
the illusion is that you are simpl… reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem.