is even more fun than going to San… or being sick to my stomach on the… partly because in your orange shir… partly because of my love for you,… partly because of the fluorescent…

Alone at night in the wet city the country’s wit is not memorable. The wind has blown

You do not always know what I am… Last night in the warm spring air… blazing my tirade against someone… interest me, it was love for you that set m…

It is almost three I sit at the marble top sorting poems, miserable the little lamp glows feebly I don’t glow at all

Perhaps it is to avoid some great… as in a Restoration tragedy the he… O for a long sound sleep and so fo… that one flies, soaring above the… veering upward from the pavement a…

You are so serious, as if a glacier spoke in your ear or you had to walk through the great gate of Kiev to get to the living room.

Melancholy breakfast blue overhead blue underneath the silent egg thinks and the toaster’s electrical ear waits

At night Chinamen jump on Asia with a thump while in our willful way we, in secret, play affectionate games and bruise

When music is far enough away the eyelid does not often move and objects are still as lavender without breath or distant rejoinde… The cloud is then so subtly dragge…

Am I to become profligate as if I… as if I were French? Each time my heart is broken it ma… (and how the same names keep recur… list!), but one of these days ther…

Now that our hero has come back to… in his white pants and we know his… trembling like a flag under fire, we see the calm cold river is supp… our forces, the beautiful history.