Elan that lifts me above the cloud… into pure space, timeless, yea ete… Breath transmuted into words Transmuted back to breath in one hundred two hundred years
I came home and found a lion in my… Rushed out on the fire escape scre… Two stenographers pulled their bru… I hurried home to Patterson and s… Called up old Reichian analyst
I dreamed I dwelled in a homeless… Where I was lost alone Folk looked right through me into… And passed with eyes of stone O homeless hand on many a street
Said the Presidential Skeleton I won’t sign the bill Said the Speaker skeleton Yes you will Said the Representative Skeleton
A lion met America in the road they stared at each other two figures on the crossroads in t… America screamed
I —A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick… One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat un… tauqua tent in Aurora listening to Black spirituals, tap…
At gauzy dusk, thin haze like ciga… ribbons past Chrysler Building’s… tapering delicately needletopped,… taller antenna filmed milky lit am… black and white apartmenting veil’…
Whom bomb? We bomb’d them! Whom bomb? We bomb’d them! Whom bomb?
And the Communists have nothing t… lying policemen and the Capitalists proffer Napal… Naked, and the Communists create heavy in…
I’m delighted by the velocity of m… of Lower East Side Delighted by skyscrapers rising th… 84th Street Delighted by inflation that drives…
If you want to learn how to medita… I’ll tell you now ’cause it’s neve… I’ll tell you how ’cause I can’t… it’s just that great that it’s nev… If you are an old fraud like me
railroad yard in San Jose I wandered desolate in front of a tank factory and sat on a bench near the switchman’s shack.
Last nite I dreamed of T.S. Elio… welcoming me to the land of dream Sofas couches fog in England Tea in his digs Chelsea rainbows curtains on his windows, fog seepi…
In the foreground we see time and… swept in a race toward the left hand side of the p… where shore meets shore. But that meeting place
Sometimes when my eyes are red I go up on top of the RCA Buildi… and gaze at my world, Manhattan— my buildings, streets I’ve done fe… lofts, beds, coldwater flats