#Americans
for Aaron Fogel Politically-correct personal computers point and click. President Clinton
In Rotterdam I’m going to speak about the state of poetry on a panel with a Pole and a Turk. It’s worth
There comes a time in every man’s… when he thinks: I have never had a… original thought in my life including this one & therefore… eliminate all ideas from my poems
His first infidelity was a mistake… As her false pregnancy. Later, th… He was born three months earlier t… On his birth certificate, which ha… A marriage license in his hands.…
If you could write down the words moving through a man’s mind as he masturbates you’d have a quick bonus bonk read, I used to think. But words were never adequate
Did you know that Evian spelled b… I myself was unaware of this fact… when John Ashbery, Marc Cohen, a… gave a poetry reading and I introd… to an audience that already knew t…
The shrink says, “Everything depe… on how many stuffed animals you ha… as a boy,” and my mother tells me… father was left-handed and so is m… and they’re both named Joe whose f…
The happiest moment in a woman’s l… Is when she hears the turn of her… In the lock, and pretends to be as… When he enters the room, trying to… Quiet but clumsy, bumping into thi…
The longer I stare the lovelier you look in my eyes (so made such mirrors and spies) and I’m not don… yet as I enumerate the virtues of your smile, gracious in defeat,
Nothing extends a phone call more effectively than saying you’re on your way out but she wants to tell you the five things she requires
I could stare for hours at her, the woman stepping out of her bath, breasts bare, towel around her waist, before I knew she was you
Come on in and stay a while I’ll photograph you emerging from… like Frank O’Hara dating the muse… Talking about the big Pollock sho… than going to it on a dismal Satur…
“My propositions serve as elucidat… anyone who understands them eventu… nonsensical, when he has used them… up beyond them. (He must, so to sp… after he has climbed up it.)”—Ludw…
It’s my birtday I’ve got an empty stomach and the desire to be lazy in the hammock and maybe go for a cool swim on a hot day with the trombone in Sinatra’s
I like walking on streets as black… now, at two in the solemnly musica… in this town emptied of Lestrygoni… is asleep or trying or worrying wh… they aren’t asleep, while unknown…