Hugo Wolf went mad while eating a… and writing his 253rd song; it was… April and the worms came out of th… humming Tannhäuser, and he spilled… with his ink, and his blood fell o…

have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.

as I go to the escalator young fellow and a lovely young gi… are ahead of me. her pants, her blouse are skintigh… as we ascend

I was editing a little magazine at the time, The Laxative Approach. I had two co-editors and we felt that we were printing the best poets of our time. Also some of the other kind. One o...

drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight

what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case

she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished

when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent,

After nine or ten hours people began getting sleepy and falling into their cases, catching themselves just in time. We were working the zoned mail. If a letter read zone 28 you stuck it...

unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant

screen like a burglar to take your… the snake had crawled the hole, and she said, tell me about yourself.

So I took the exam, passed it, took the physical, passed it, and there I was—a substitute mail carrier. It began easy. I was sent to West Avon Station and it was just like Christmas exc...

she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankl… and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists my god,

They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to the sounds,