If the diamond ring turns brass Mama’s going to buy you a looking… Marianne Moore and Ezra Pound an… going on a picnic together when th… University of Pennsylvania

ZEUS: It is to be assumed that I do not exist while most people in the vision assume that I do exist. This is to be one of the extents of meaning between the players and the audience. I...

The trouble with comparing a poet with a radio is that radios don’€™t develop scar-tissue. The tubes burn out, or with a transistor, which most souls are, the battery or diagram burns o...

Plague took us and the land from u… Rose like a boil, enclosing us wit… We waited and the blue skies writh… Becoming black with death. Plague took us and the chairs from…

Coming at an end, the lovers Are exhausted like two swimmers.… Did it end? There is no telling.… Like an ocean with the dizzy proce… From which two can emerge exhauste…

The bartender Has eyes the color of ripe apricot… Easy to please as a cash register… Enjoys art and good jokes. Squish

A Translation for Steve Jonas… Along East River and the Bronx The kids were singing, showing off… At the wheel, at oil, the rawhide,… Ninety thousand miners were drawin…

These letters are to be as temporary as our poetry is to be permanent. They will establish the bulk, the wastage that my sour-stomached contemporaries demand to help them swallow and...

Your joke Is like a lake That lies there without any though… And sees Dead seas

“Limon tree very pretty And the limon flower is sweet But the fruit of the poor lemon Is impossible to eat” In Riverside we saved the oranges…

Listen, you silk-hearted bastard, I said in the bar last night, You wear those dream clothes Like a swan out of water. Listen, you wool-feathered bastard…

Sharp as an arrow Orpheus Points his music downward. Hell is there At the bottom of the seacliff. Heal

A Translation for Robert Jone… A diamond Is there At the heart of the moon or the br… And there is nothing in the univer…

Any fool can get into an ocean But it takes a Goddess To get out of one. What’s true of oceans is true, of… Of labyrinths and poems. When you…

What can I say to you, darling, When you ask me for help? I do not even know the future Or even what poetry We are going to write.