It is December in Wicklow: Alders dripping, birches Inheriting the last light, The ash tree cold to look at. A comet that was lost
Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,
I am small because I am a little… as old as my father is. My teacher will come and say, “It… and your books.” I shall tell him, “ Do you not kn…
A thirst that burns, a hunger deep… A yearning for your touch, a love… This need to need you, sets my hea… Your presence fills my void, my so… A beacon in the dark, a guiding fi…
Our shells clacked on the plates. My tongue was a filling estuary, My palate hung with starlight: As I tasted the salty Pleiades Orion dipped his foot into the wat…
On the stiff twig up there Hunches a wet black rook Arranging and rearranging its feat… I do not expect a miracle Or an accident
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
“There’s something new in the rive… The fish said as it swam. “It’s got no scales, no fins and n… And ignores the impassable dam.” “There’s something new in the tree…
And if it snowed and snow covered… he took a spade and tossed it to o… And always tucked his daughter up… And slippered her the one time tha… And every week he tipped up half h…
The river Of my childhood, That tumbled Down a passage of rocks And cut-work ferns,
not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you?
Grey haunted eyes, absent-mindedly… From wide, uneven orbits; one brow… Somewhat over the eye Because of a missile fragment stil… Skin-deep, as a foolish record of…
El poniente impecable en esplendor… quebró a filo de espada las distan… Suave como un sauzal está la noche… Rojos chisporrotean los remolinos de las bruscas hogue…
My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hum… equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there t… Here the clam deep in the speckled…
A million million spermatozoa All of them alive; Out of their cataclysm but one poo… Dare hope to survive. And among that billion minus one
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
Era un bello silencio, un silencio… vibrante de pensares, tremante de… un silencio muy grave, de sentir p… un silencio muy quedo, con dejos d… Cállate no respires, ni turbes el…
It’s easy to fight when everything… And you’re mad with the thrill and… It’s easy to cheer when victory’s… And wallow in fields that are gory… It’s a different song when everyth…
This is the lair of the landlady She is a raw voice loose in the rooms beneath me. the continuous henyard
It is no night to drown in: A full moon, river lapsing Black beneath bland mirror—sheen, The blue water—mists dropping Scrim after scrim like fishnets
What is reality? I am a plaster doll; I pose with eyes that cut open without la… upon some shellacked and grinning… eyes that open, blue, steel, and c…
You walked in front of me, pulling me back out to the green light that had once grown fangs and killed me. I was obedient, but
Let me tell you a little story About Miss Edith Gee; She lived in Clevedon Terrace At number 83. She’d a slight squint in her left…
there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not goi… to let anybody see
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and pe… and she’ll wash me first spread the soap over my balls
A long time ago, when the earth wa… And there was more kinds of animal… And they run around free while the… And the lovliest of all was the U… There was green alligators and lon…
Now they are no longer any trouble to each other he can turn things over, get down… of things that never happened, all… unfinishable business.
Rivers need the rain to start the… and lovers need other lovers to gr… Words are like lovers that long fo… on a search for their hidden selve… to become intimate and melt into t…