You begin this way: this is your hand, this is your eye, that is a fish, blue and flat on the paper, almost
Mothers back in God’s garden Continue to heal with gratitude loving your Mom Nourish the spirit she gave you in her womb...
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests; snug as a gun… Under my window, a clean rasping s… When the spade sinks into gravelly… My father, digging. I look down
If I were called in To construct a religion I should make use of water. Going to church Would entail a fording
Growing up dis-advantaged What he had all hand-me-down None of which fit very well He looked like a sad-sack clown People look at him oddly
I sat all morning in the college s… Counting bells knelling classes to… At two o’clock our neighbors drove… In the porch I met my father cryi… He had always taken funerals in hi…
I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her poc… full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone o…
I have not bummed across America with only a dollar to spare, one p… of busted Levi’s and a bowie knife… I have lived with thieves in Manc… I have not padded through the Taj…
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wi… Deep roots are not reached by the… From the ashes a fire shall be wok…
Pretty women wonder where my secre… I’m not cute or built to suit a fa… But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say,
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
Lord, the Roman hyacinths are blo… The winter sun creeps by the snow… The stubborn season has made stand… My life is light, waiting for the… Like a feather on the back of my h…
Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call down curses on his head Because of my dear Jack that’s de…
There are three different kinds of people on this Earth; a bunch of idiots who don’t know nothin’ and don’t wanna know nothin’. Then there are those who think they know everything about...
I have wished a bird would fly awa… And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at him from… When it seemed as if I could bear… The fault must partly have been in…
a neighbor’s friend arf arf woof bow wow dog excited for a treat then sit for petting a moment of love comfort
I’m 16 years behind you I see your quickening decline —soon to be mine— Through the years I’ve denied this truth, that
My stick fingers click with a snic… And, chuckling, they knuckle the k… Light-footed, my steel feelers fli… And pluck from these keys melodies… My paper can caper; abandon
The large cool store selling cheap… Set out in simple sizes plainly (Knitwear, Summer Casuals, Hose, In Browns and greys, maroons and… Conjures the weekday world of thos…
When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the bramb… nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching
How far is it? How far is it now? The gigantic gorilla interior Of the wheels move, they appall me… The terrible brains
It seemed an unlikely match. All… grinding its teeth in a plastic sl… nose-down from a hook in the darkr… under the hatch in the floor. When… it knocked back a quarter-pint of…
Is the soul solid, like iron? Or is it tender and breakable, lik… the wings of a moth in the beak of… Who has it, and who doesn’t? I keep looking around me.
Thanks for the good letter. I don’t think it hurts, sometimes, to remember where you came from. You know the places where I came from. Even the people who try to write about that or mak...
There will always be something to… There will always be wrongs to rig… There will always be need for a ma… And men unafraid to fight. There will always be honor to guar…
The spirit likes to dress up like this: ten fingers, ten toes, shoulders, and all the rest
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
When you plunged The light of Tuscany wavered And swung through the pool From top to bottom. I loved your wet head and smashing…
Homme Tu as regardé la plus triste la pl… fleurs de la terre Et comme aux autres fleurs tu lui… Tu l’as appelée
Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black b… Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean– the one who has flung herself out…