#Americans
Someone was saying something about shadows covering t… how things pass, how one sleeps to… and the morning goes. Someone was saying
Ink runs from the corners of my mo… There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry. The librarian does not believe wha… Her eyes are sad
On the eve of my fortieth birthday I sat on the porch having a smoke when out of the blue a man and a c… happened by. Neither uttered a sou… at first, but as they drifted up t…
When the moon appears and a few wind-stricken barns stan… in the low-domed hills and shine with a light that is veiled and dust-filled
A white room and a party going on and I was standing with some frien… under a large gilt-framed mirror that tilted slightly forward over the fireplace.
The huge doll of my body refuses to rise. I am the toy of women. My mother would prop me up for her friends.
Tell yourself as it gets cold and gray falls fro… that you will go on walking, hearing the same tune no matter where
We have done what we wanted. We have discarded dreams, preferri… of each other, and we have welcome… and called ruin the impossible hab… And now we are here.
You sit in a chair, touched by not… the old self become the older self… only the patience of water, the bo… You think that silence is the extr… you think that nothing is good or…
I had been a polar explorer in my… and spent countless days and night… in one blank place and then anothe… I quit my travels and stayed at ho… and there grew within me a sudden…
From the shadow of domes in the ci… A snowflake, a blizzard of one, we… And made its way to the arm of the… From your book, saw it the moment… That’s all There was to it. No mo…
The relatives are leaning over, st… They moisten their lips with their… them urging me on. I hold the baby… Heaps of broken bottles glitter in… A small band is playing old fashio…
Afternoon darkens into evening. A man falls deeper and deeper into the slow spiral of sleep, into the drift of it, the length of it, through what feels like mist, and comes at last to a...
When you see them tell them I am still here, that I stand on one leg while the… that this is the only way, that the lies I tell them are diff…
Tonight I walked, lost in my own meditation, and was afraid, not of the labyrinth that I have made of love and self