#AmericanWriters
The great thing is not having a mind. Feelings: oh, I have those; they govern me. I have
The elements have merged into soli… Spasms of violets rise above the m… And weed, and soon the birds and a… Will be starting to arrive, bereav… South. But never mind. It is not…
Two women with the same claim came to the feet of the wise king. Two women, but only one baby.
In the end, I made myself Known to your wife as A god would, in her own house, in Ithaca, a voice Without a body: she
How can you say earth should give me joy? Each th… born is my burden; I cannot succee… with all of you. And you would like to dictate to m…
As I perceive I am dying now and know I will not speak again, will not survive the earth, be summoned out of it again, not
One summer she goes into the field… stopping for a bit at the pool whe… looks at herself, to see if she detects any changes. She se… the same person, the horrible mant…
Speak to me, aching heart: what Ridiculous errand are you inventin… Weeping in the dark garage With your sack of garbage: it is n… To take out the garbage, it is you…
The great man turns his back on th… Now he will not die in paradise nor hear again the lutes of paradise among the ol… by the clear pools under the cypre…
Is it winter again, is it cold aga… didn’t Frank just slip on the ice, didn’t he heal, weren’t the spring… didn’t the night end, didn’t the melting ice
Orange blossoms blowing over Cast… children begging for coins I met my love under an orange tree or was it an acacia tree or was he not my love?
In the early evening, a now, as ma… over his writing table. Slowly he lifts his head; a woman appears, carrying roses. Her face floats to the surface of…
What can I tell you that you don’… that will make you tremble again? Forsythia by the roadside, by wet rocks, on the embankments
A child draws the outline of a bod… She draws what she can, but it is… she cannot fill in what she knows… Within the unsupported line, she k… that life is missing; she has cut
Do you know what I was, how I liv… what despair is; then winter should have meaning for you… I did not expect to survive, earth suppressing me. I didn’t exp…