#Americans #XXCentury
watch them push the crippled and t… in their wheelchairs on to the electric lift which carries them up into the lon… where each chair is locked down
as the poems go into the thousands… realize that you’ve created very little. it comes down to the rain, the sun… the traffic, the nights and the da…
the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?
screen like a burglar to take your… the snake had crawled the hole, and she said, tell me about yourself.
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind… for 3 or 4 days. they’ll find me there. it’s Cherub, they’ll say, and
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
then there was the time in New Orleans I was living with a fat woman, Marie, in the French Quarter and I got very sick.
the dead dogs of nowhere bark as you approach another traffic accident. cars one standing on its
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain