Earth and water without form, change, or pause: as if the third day had not come, this calm norm of chaos denies the Word. One sees only a surface

Everyone comes back here to die as I will soon. The place feels r… since it’s half dead to begin with… Even on a rare morning of rain, like this morning, with the low sk…

Half an hour to dress, wide rubber… gauntlets to the elbow, a plastic… like a knight’s but with a little… that kept steaming over, and a res… to save my smoke-stained lungs. I…

We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run away. No one walks here.

Two young men—you just might call… waiting for the Woodward streetcar… them downtown. Yes, they’re tired,… dirty, and happy. Happy because th… finished a short work week and if…

“Hill of Jews,” says one, named for a cemetery long gone."Hill of Jove," says another, and maybe Jove stalked here

When Nellie, my old pussy cat, was still in her prime, she would sit behind me as I wrote, and when the line got too long she’d reach

Newspaper says the boy killed by s… don’t say who. I know the mother,… gets up as usual, washes her face in cold water, and starts the coff… She stands by the window up there…

When my brother came home from war he carried his left arm in a black… but assured us most of it was stil… Spring was late, the trees forgot… I stood in a long line waiting for…

The winter sun, golden and tired, settles on the irregular army of bottles. Outside the trucks jostle toward the open road, outside it’s Saturday afternoon,

Unknown faces in the street And winter coming on. I Stand in the last moments of The city, no more a child, Only a man, —one who has

If you were twenty-seven and had done time for beating our ex-wife and had no dreams you remembered in the morning, you might

The magpie in the Joshua tree Has come to rest. Darkness collec… And what I cannot hear or see, Broken limbs, the curious bird, Become in darkness darkness too.