from Dreams and Other Nightmares: New and Uncollected Poems 1954 – 2009
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A Far Cool Beautiful Thing, Van… blue The Dear Green Plaice Glasgow Homage to Zukofsky
It was so fine we lingered there f… The long broad streets shone stron… Sunset blinded the tremble of the… we watched from, dazed the helipor… The mile-high buildings flashed, f…
With a ragged diamond of shattered plate-glass a young man and his girl are falling backwards into a shop-… The young man’s face
There were never strawberries like the ones we had that sultry afternoon sitting on the step of the open french window
jollymerry hollyberry jollyberry merryholly happyjolly
I knew his name fine, but couldn’t… He was Norway’s answer to Robert… among the sophisticates, and their… Do you not know who I mean? I hav… to check it up, but gave a lecture…
At ten I read Mayakovsky had died… learned my first word of Russian,… watched my English teacher poke hi… with a well-chewed HB and get the… to join his easy mocking of my ess…
Colour Poems was a suite of five… in an edition of 100 copies in May… using between two and twelve colou… They were printed by John Taylor… Images of the prints from this fol…
You don’t care about the wildness… my old gasometer! The kitchen wind… frames your gaunt frame, the black… stand firm, stand out, unyielding… of reds and purples in the dying d…
A cup capsizes along the formica, slithering with a dull clatter. A few heads turn in the crowded ev… An old man is trying to get to his… from the low round stool fixed to…
No smoke without you, my fire. After you left, your cigarette glowed on in my ash… and sent up a long thread of such… I smiled to wonder who would belie…
In a little rainy mist of white an… we sat under an old tree, drank tea toasts to the powdery mo… undrunk got merry, played catch with the empty flask, on the pine…
Three particles lived in mystical… They made knife, fork, and spoon, and earth, sea, and sky. They made animal, vegetable, and m… and faith, hope, and charity.
There is no beginning. We saw Lew… laid down, when there was not much… and volcanic fires; watched long s… faults; laughed as Staffa cooled.… bruises were grated off like nutme…
Turn the kaleidoscope and the seve… Stretches, yawns, shakes the roof… Off its back in clumsy dollops, ge… Going, cries of ‘It’s freezing!’… Of tenement winter), puts some cof…