#Americans
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…
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…
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…
When I die choose a star and name it after me that you may know I have not abandoned or forgotten you.
In a dream I’m no longer in love.… and I vow never again to seal myse… also and that too is a kind of sea… care of my body and its home accom… appearance that I admire in the mi…
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,
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…
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’m very pleased to be a body. Ca… As you hold mine I feel firmly as… and I think all life is a body. I… especially with the sun shining on… I have hurt the body. That’s when…
Here in bed behind a brick wall I can make order and meaning, but how do I begin? How do I emerge without panic to the sounds and mass
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
I have something to tell you. I’m listening. I’m dying. I’m sorry to hear. I’m growing old.
Finally, to forgo love is to kiss… is to let rain fall nakedly upon y… is to respect fire, is to study man’s eyes and his ges… as he talks,
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
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