#AmericanWriters
Where it says snow read teeth-marks of a virgin Where it says knife read you passed through my bones like a police-whistle
Of the light in my room: Its mood swings, Dark-morning glooms, Summer ecstasies. Spider on the wall,
Millions were dead; everybody was… I stayed in my room. The Presiden… Spoke of war as of a magic love po… My eyes were opened in astonishmen… In a mirror my face appeared to me
Green Buddhas On the fruit stand. We eat the smile And spit out the teeth.
A world’s disappearing. Little street, You were too narrow, Too much in the shade already. You had only one dog,
The brightly-painted horse Had a boy’s face, And four small wheels Under his feet, Plus a long string
Executioner happy to explain How his wristwatch works As he shadows me on the street. I call him that because he is grim… And wears black.
I liked my little hole, Its window facing a brick wall. Next door there was a piano. A few evenings a month a crippled old man came to play
To find clues where there are none… That’s my job now, I said to the Dictionary on my desk. The world… My window has grown illegible, And so has the clock on the wall.
With only his dim lantern To tell him where he is And every time a mountain Of fresh corpses to load up Take them to the other side
There was a melon fresh from the g… So ripe the knife slurped As it cut it into six slices. The children were going back to sc… Their mother, passing out paper pl…
for Hayden Carruth If you didn’t see the six-legged d… It doesn’t matter. We did, and he mostly lay in the c… As for the extra legs,
Enter without knocking, hard-worki… I’m just sitting here mulling over What to do this dark, overcast day… It was a night of the radio turned… Fitful sleep, vague, troubling dre…
Shoes, secret face of my inner lif… Two gaping toothless mouths, Two partly decomposed animal skins Smelling of mice-nests. My brother and sister who died at…
Where the path to the lake twists… A puff of dust, the kind bare feet… Is what I saw in the dying light, Night swooping down everywhere els… A low branch heavy with leaves