#Americans
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
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
She was saying mad things: ‘To hell with the world! Love is all you need! Go on and get it! What are you waiting for!’ and she walked,
Without sexual attraction, there i… the brutal movement of the sea. The face peers out of its skeletal… and hands reach like bone. Without love, the streets
at fifty I approach myself, eighteen years of age, seated despondently on the concret… of my father’s house, wishing to be gone from there
I am leaving earth with little kno… without having visited its great c… I was here for a moment, it seems,… and now that I am leaving I am as… So what does cruelty mean in these…
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
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
I stopped to pick up the bagel rolling away in the wind, annoyed with myself for having dropped it as if it were a portent.
We drop in the evening like dew upon the ground and the living feel it on their faces. Death soft, moist everywhere upon us, soon to cover the living
I am looking for a past I can rely on in order to look to death with equanimity. What was given me:
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…
I have something to tell you. I’m listening. I’m dying. I’m sorry to hear. I’m growing old.
This tree has two million and seve… Perhaps I missed a leaf or two bu… at having persisted in counting by… and marked down on paper with penc… Adding them up was a pleasure I c…
I don’t know which to mourn. Both… my car. I feel strongly about my c… wife. Without my car, I can’t lea… being alone. My wife gave me two c… no longer live with us, as was to…