And how sweet a story it is When you hear Charley Parker tell it, Either on records or at sessions, Or at offical bits in clubs,

April doesnt hurt here Like it does in New England The ground Vast and brown Surrounds dry towns

Butte Magic of Ignorance Butte Magic Is the same as no—Butte All one light Old Rough Roads

Did I create that sky? Yes, for, if it was anything other than a conception in my mind I wouldnt have said 'Sky’—That is why I am the golden eternity. There are not two of us here, read...

The great hanging weak teat of In… on the map The Fingernail of Malaya The Wall of China The Korea Ti—Pousse Thumb

One flower on the cliffside Nodding at the canyon

Birds singing in the dark —Rainy dawn.

The stars in the sky In vain The tragedy of Hamlet In vain The key in the lock

The taste of rain —Why kneel?

I lie on my back at midnight hearing the marvelous strange chim… of the clocks, and know it’s mid— night and in that instant the whol… world swims into sight for me

Describe fires in riverbottom sand, and the cooking; the cooking of hot dogs spitted in whittled sticks over flames of woodfire