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

almost dawn
blackbirds on the telephone wire
waiting
as I eat yesterday’s
forgotten sandwich

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

I am a panther shut up and bellowi
cement walls, and I am angry at bl
evenings without ventilation
and I am angry with you, and it wi
like a rose

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or

this man used to be an
interesting writer,
he was able to say brisk and
refreshing things.
at the time

this one teaches
that one lives with his mother
and that one is supported by a red
with the brain of a gnat.
this one takes speed and has been

never
even in calmer times
have I ever
dreamed of
bicycling through that

of course, I may die in the next t
and I’m ready for that
but what I’m really worried about
that my editor—publisher might ret
even though he is ten years younge

if you’re going to try, go all the
way.
otherwise, don’t even start.
if you’re going to try, go all the
way.