The trees went up the hill And over it. Then the dry grasses of the pastur… Only a kind of blonde light Settling everywhere

Looking into the eyes of Gerard d… You notice the giant sea crabs ris… Which is what happens When you look into the eyes of Ge… Always the same thing: the giant s…

My love and I are inventing a cou… can already see taking shape, as i… passing through yellow mud. But th… lem: if we put a river in the coun… and begin flooding. If we put the…

Applying to Heavy Equipment Scho… I marched farther into the Great… And refused to come out. I threw up a few scaffolds of disi… Around me in the fields, the hogs…

“Prince Jesus, crush those bastar… ‘€”Francois Villon, Grand Testam… It is the unremarkable that will l… As in Brueghel’s camouflage, wher… While elsewhere on a hill, small h…

Now that the Summer of Love has b… And the shadowy mouths of tunnels… I’m going to put the one largely f… Right in front of you so you can w… Out of an orchard in the heat of a…

All night I dreamed of my home, of the roads that are so long and straight they die in the middl… among the spines of elderly weeds on either side, among the dead cat…

Those twenty-six letters filling t… Compose the dark, compose The illiterate summer sky & it… One by one, above the schoolyard. If the soul had a written history,…

Sister once of weeds & a dark… In ditches reflecting the odd, Abstaining clouds that passed, &am… Their own counsel, we Were different, we kept our own co…

My youth? I hear it mostly in the… Echoes of billiards in the pool ha… I spent it all, extravagantly, bel… My delicate touch on a cue would l… Outside the vineyards vanished und…

The brow of a horse in that moment… The horse is drinking water so dee… It seems to inhale the water, is h… I refuse to explain. When the horse had gone the water…

At Wilshire & Santa Monica I… Trying to cross the street. It wa… Was brightly lit, the opossum woul… A few steps forward, then back awa… Of moving traffic. People coming…

I lay my head sideways on the desk… My fingers interlocked under my ch… My eyes closed. It was a three-ro… White, with a small bell tower, an… From where I sat, on still days,…

There is this sunny place where I… A park on a hill whose grass wants… Into dust, & would do so if it… For the rain, & the fact that… That keeps the park from flowing d…