#AmericanWriters
Seems like a long time Since the waiter took my order. Grimy little luncheonette, The snow falling outside. Seems like it has grown darker
Millions were dead; everybody was… I stayed in my room. The Presiden… Spoke of war as of a magic love po… My eyes were opened in astonishmen… In a mirror my face appeared to me
On the road with billowing poplars… In a country flat and desolate To the far-off gray horizon, where… A man and a woman went on foot, Each carrying a small suitcase.
Here come my night thoughts On crutches, Returning from studying the heaven… What they thought about Stayed the same,
On the first page of my dreambook It’s always evening In an occupied country. Hour before the curfew. A small provincial city.
You must come to them sideways In rooms webbed in shadow, Sneak a view of their emptiness Without them catching A glimpse of you in return.
The one who had been whispering All along in this empty theater And whose voice I just heard— Or imagined I did Distracted as I was by my own tho…
A world’s disappearing. Little street, You were too narrow, Too much in the shade already. You had only one dog,
To find clues where there are none… That’s my job now, I said to the Dictionary on my desk. The world… My window has grown illegible, And so has the clock on the wall.
In my great grandmother’s time, All one needed was a broom To get to see places And give the geese a chase in the… •
With only his dim lantern To tell him where he is And every time a mountain Of fresh corpses to load up Take them to the other side
Enter without knocking, hard-worki… I’m just sitting here mulling over What to do this dark, overcast day… It was a night of the radio turned… Fitful sleep, vague, troubling dre…
As an ant is powerless Against a raised boot, And only has an instant To have a bright idea or two. The black boot so polished,
Fingers in an overcoat pocket. Fingers sticking out of a black leather glove. The nails chewed raw. One play is called “Thieves’ Market,” another “Night in a Dime Museum.” The fingers w...
for Hayden Carruth If you didn’t see the six-legged d… It doesn’t matter. We did, and he mostly lay in the c… As for the extra legs,