#AmericanWriters
The steam hammer pounds with a reg… Neither the hammer nor the steel s… terrible meeting between them, pro… that some things must be done, reg… cost too is absorbed in the doing…
It’s midnight, the house silent, in the distance a musical instrume… being played softly. I am alone. It’s as if the world has come to a… on a low musical note
Whatever we do, whether we light strangers’ cigarettes’it may t… to be a detective wanting to know… with a light on a lonely street ni… or whether we turn away and get a…
Wherever he looks, standing still… are people born of coupling, walki… and ties, in long dresses and coif… speaking elegantly, of themselves… forgetting for the moment their or…
Earth hard to my heels bear me up like a child standing on its mother’s belly. I am a surprised guest to the air
As she walked she would look back over her shoulder and trip upon sidewalk cracks or bump into people to whom she would apol… profusely, her head still turned.
When two take gas by mutual consent and the cops come in when the walls are broken down and the doctor pays respects
I stand and listen, head bowed, to my inner complaint. Persons passing by think I am searching for a lost coin. You’re fired, I yell inside
I dream I am lying in the mud on… Which do I prefer, since I have t… air? It is summer. I decide quick… of the sky I could not get by flyi…
You wept in your mother’s arms and I knew that from then on I was to forget myself. Listening to your sobs, I was resolved against my will
As I reach to close each book lying open on my desk, it leaps up to snap at my fingers. My legs won’t hold me, I must sit down. My fingers pain me
Late in 1962 New York newspapers… old child being raped on a roof, a… ground. I draw near to the roof’s edge and seek someone to lift
Prescient, my hands soothing their foreheads, by my love I earn them. in their presence I am wretched as death. They smil… to me of love. They cheer me
It is heart-rending to know a kiss cannot cure the world of its illne… nor can your happiness, nor your t… of being a discrete person, for th… fall like rain into the ground
As I enter the theatre the play i… I hear the father say to the son o… You’ve taken the motor apart. The son replies, The roof is leak… The father retorts, The tire is f…