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i toast my neighbor: may he
find his glass and may its after-taste
be all that he was schooled to | img2poems |
earthly joy depends
we're slow
to cut our losses | img2poems |
high in the azure steeps
monody shall not wake the mariner
this fabulous shadow only the sea keeps | img2poems |
at that moment moses was taken to his people
his body is said to be buried at beth-peor yet
the grave has never been found | img2poems |
' they cried
and the brown bird stirred in the dead man's hair
and it seemed that the dead man stirred | img2poems |
stout glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance
to arms
cried mortimer and couch'd his quiv'ring lance | img2poems |
at evening sitting on this terrace
when the sun from the west beyond pisa beyond the mountains of carrara
departs and the world is taken by surprise | img2poems |
when under the arches of the ponte vecchio
a green light enters against stream flush from the west
against the current of obscure arno | img2poems |
part of the grass that answers the wind
part of the midnight's watchfulness that knows
there is no silence but when danger comes | img2poems |
ond heardrede hildemeceas
on hand gehwearf he geheold tela
deorcum nihtum draca ricsian | img2poems |
yeah that's right
bumped from our dog-perch
we'd had to roil with the last of them | img2poems |
still she haunts me phantomwise
alice moving under skies
never seen by waking eyes | img2poems |
children yet the tale to hear
eager eye and willing ear
lovingly shall nestle near | img2poems |
riffled and shut with a strange
and final delicacy and shame
the signal that motions him on | img2poems |
i shall create
if not a note a hole
if not an overture a desecration | img2poems |
to find themselves alone
before a wheat field
raising its radiance to the moon | img2poems |
down wall from girder into street noon leaks
a rip-tooth of the sky's acetylene
all afternoon the cloud flown derricks turn | img2poems |
accolade thou dost bestow
of anonymity time cannot raise
vibrant reprieve and pardon thou dost show | img2poems |
a man becomes aware of his life's flow
and hears its winding murmur and he sees
the meadows where it glides the sun the breeze | img2poems |
bless masa and me as we marry
at new moon on the crater
this summer | img2poems |
flounced back from bliss she was not born to breathe
and in her old bounds buried her despair
hating and loving warmth alike: so he | img2poems |
'sees two black painful beetles roll their ball
on head and tail as if to save their lives
moves them the stick away they strive to clear | img2poems |
'maketh his teeth meet through his upper lip
will let those quails fly will not eat this month
one little mess of whelks so he may 'scape | img2poems |
ready to spring the l-shaped
ambush as a world revolved
under each man's eyelid | img2poems |
the girl in the green ski chasuble
hasn't yet graduated from radio school
let's pay attention | img2poems |
oh so white
oh so soft
oh so sweet is she | img2poems |
it's in the perilous boughs of the tree
out of blue sky the wind
sings loudest surrounding me | img2poems |
the secretaries waiting with their coats on
she thanked me for my visit and next week
bring cigarettes and coffee please she said | img2poems |
one twentieth of a mile an hour i said
claws in tar
you turned the car around | img2poems |
would that love's fond pursuit
or that his virgin kiss
lasted for ever | img2poems |
your eyes were never yet let in to see
the majesty and riches of the mind
but dwell in darkness for your god is blind | img2poems |
the old mist again
blinds me as then it did
how vain | img2poems |
my memory leaves
no least stamp out nor how anon
he pulled his ringing gauntlets on | img2poems |
our elder boy has got the clear
great brow tho' when his brother's black
full eye shows scorn it | img2poems |
i believe
it will rain
tomorrow | img2poems |
i believe
the son of a bitch
is going into the river | img2poems |
well he seemed so low that i couldn't say no then he says with a sort of moan
yet 'tain't being dead it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains
so i want you to swear that foul or fair you'll cremate my last remains | img2poems |
to see
i'll wait beside you though
i don't know what we're waiting for | img2poems |
cheers baby
here's to us
see how the curtain of snow wavers and then falls back | img2poems |
sweet opium and tea yo-ho
pennies for porpoises that bank the keel
fins whip the breeze around japan | img2poems |
day of satan's painful duty
earth shall vanish hot and sooty
so says virtue so says beauty | img2poems |
now the trumpet's invocation
calls the dead to condemnation
all receive an invitation | img2poems |
death and nature now are quaking
and the late lamented waking
in their breezy shrouds are shaking | img2poems |
when the judge appears in session
we shall all attend confession
loudly preaching non-suppression | img2poems |
how shall i then make romances
mitigating circumstances
even the just must take their chances | img2poems |
king whose majesty amazes
save thou him who sings thy praises
fountain quench my private blazes | img2poems |
seeking me fatigue assailed thee
calvary's outlook naught availed thee
now 'twere cruel if i failed thee | img2poems |
sighs of guilt my conscience gushes
and my face vermilion flushes
spare me for my pretty blushes | img2poems |
thief and harlot when repenting
thou forgavest complimenting
me with sign of like relenting | img2poems |
if too bold is my petition
i'll receive with due submission
my dismissal from perdition | img2poems |
when thy sheep thou hast selected
from the goats may i respected
stand amongst them undetected | img2poems |
when offenders are indited
and with trial-flames ignited
elsewhere i'll attend if cited | img2poems |
ashen-hearted prone and prayerful
when of death i see the air full
lest i perish too be careful | img2poems |
and they haunt the sleepless
i don't count
who cannot earn my keep | img2poems |
hammering a dent out of a bucket
a woodpecker
answers from the woods | img2poems |
but oh
what envious gods conspire
to snatch his pow'r yet leave him the desire | img2poems |
the fishy deals and incestuous combinations
the husband and the wife of his wife's brother
the hospital contract the certificate | img2poems |
he clasps the crag with crooked hands
close to the sun in lonely lands
ring'd with the azure world he stands | img2poems |
the wrinkled sea beneath him crawls
he watches from his mountain walls
and like a thunderbolt he falls | img2poems |
there is a spectacle and something is added to history
it has as its object an indiscretion: old age a
gun the prevention of sleep | img2poems |
i am placed in its stead
and the requisite shadow is yours
it casts across me a violent coat | img2poems |
it seems i fit into its sleeve
so the body wanders
sometime it goes where light does not reach | img2poems |
the spectacle has been placed in my room
can you hear its episode trailing
pretending to be a thing with variegated wings | img2poems |
do you know the name of this thing
it is a rubbing from an image
the subject of the image is that which trespasses | img2poems |
take back the night
take killjoy's
cameras amp microphones to the streets | img2poems |
effort for distraction grew
ferocious grew
ferocious and paced that was its exercise | img2poems |
effort for distraction strained
legged in the hour-like single stretch
its heels and sight to feel so slit its eyes | img2poems |
by all the traction of mind and spin of spirit
having gained grasp gasped to bear it
having got ground groaned furious title holder | img2poems |
paced and cried so sore for a different direction grew
ferocious grew
unkind to strength that gave it strength to grow | img2poems |
every threshold is sacred
the eternal allure
of what comes next | img2poems |
no farther seek his merits to disclose
or draw his frailties from their dread abode
the bosom of his father and his god | img2poems |
o death all-eloquent
you only prove
what dust we dote on when 'tis man we love | img2poems |
it is the end of an ethnic dream
my bass a fine piece of furniture
my brain blistered | img2poems |
ev'n in an ornament its place remark
nor in an hermitage set dr
clarke | img2poems |
that's out in montana the bitterroot valley
long ways from home is how they say it
long ways from home boys long long ways from home | img2poems |
might as well not put this clunker in the shop
and keep my hard-earned in my pocket
she wobbles and humps like a scared rabbit | img2poems |
that's one thing though that heart of darkness
i read that story every year i never forget
that crazy old son-of-a-bitch that kurtz | img2poems |
and the next thing i see about a quarter-mile
down the road is somebody small on the shoulder
a kid looking for a ride home i figure | img2poems |
and he's a kid all right maybe ten or eleven
but no montana boy he's an oriental
one of those laotians that got resettled | img2poems |
the light swallowed itself a balloon
deflating somewhere in the darkness
a murmuring let itself go | img2poems |
flying mangoes perhaps
flying mango-tomato hybrids
beautiful sons | img2poems |
with a thousand faces
none perfect a thousand tongues all broken
a thousand hands all with scratching nails | img2poems |
planted coffee the better part of the day eight plants
in the nursery three times that many
planted coffee | img2poems |
now the storm begins to lower
iron-sleet of arrowy shower
hurtles in the darken'd air | img2poems |
see the grisly texture grow
and the weights that play below
each a gasping warrior's head | img2poems |
let us go and let us fly
where our friends the conflict share
where they triumph where they die | img2poems |
we the reins to slaughter give
ours to kill and ours to spare
spite of danger he shall live | img2poems |
the sky an empty karate studio the sky route
because she saw herself everywhere
the sky a fugue the folds of a gown where the dragons are | img2poems |
there could be no other
a film was her darling
the sky artists' supplies the sky six-thirty darkening | img2poems |
i take myself to the movies the romance of sheets
the dustup of things and her magnificent face: stylish
the sky inside her eyes chlorine and glass | img2poems |
the sky orchestra and karma the sky gold bought and sold
the windows of the house i won't live in held light
and the island fires on the river held hawk and heron | img2poems |
a smell familiar and far away unlocked by thaw
feral and essential like a language lost like night
illuminated by the night | img2poems |
how far from then forethought of all thy more boisterous years
when thou at the random grim forge powerful amidst peers
didst fettle for the great grey drayhorse his bright and battering sandal | img2poems |
they make the straw for beds
they ask the caring hand to sow the resting foot
to stay to court the seasons | img2poems |
like the moon
released at last and speechless
he has lost his descendants | img2poems |
life splits
a rift a cleft the half
light between waking and sleeping | img2poems |
a quartz-colored dawn rescues him
the day clears
dizzy waves rush to shore | img2poems |
others he saves but could not save himself
socrates galen hippocrates the spirit
fastened by love upon the human cross | img2poems |
the person may turn away as an act of mercy
leaving her there in a room full of understanding
with nothing to cover her neither sound nor silence | img2poems |
truth
a pebble of quartz
for once then something | img2poems |
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