#Americans #XXCentury
I am looking for a past I can rely on in order to look to death with equanimity. What was given me:
Prescient, my hands soothing their foreheads, by my love I earn them. in their presence I am wretched as death. They smile to me of love. They cheer me
Wherever he looks, standing still in the… are people born of coupling, walking in… and ties, in long dresses and coiffed ha… speaking elegantly, of themselves and of… forgetting for the moment their origin,
I’m very pleased to be a body. Can ther… As you hold mine I feel firmly assured… and I think all life is a body. I’m hap… especially with the sun shining on it. I… I have hurt the body. That’s when I kno…
at fifty I approach myself, eighteen years of age, seated despondently on the concrete step… of my father’s house, wishing to be gone from there
Here in bed behind a brick wall I can make order and meaning, but how do I begin? How do I emerge without panic to the sounds and mass
Earth hard to my heels bear me up like a child standing on its mother’s belly. I am a surprised guest to the air
The steam hammer pounds with a regularit… Neither the hammer nor the steel seems t… terrible meeting between them, proving s… that some things must be done, regardles… cost too is absorbed in the doing that h…
As she walked she would look back over her shoulder and trip upon sidewalk cracks or bump into people to whom she would apologize profusely, her head still turned.
I am leaving earth with little knowledge… without having visited its great cities… I was here for a moment, it seems, to pr… and now that I am leaving I am astounde… So what does cruelty mean in these circu…
This tree has two million and seventy-fi… Perhaps I missed a leaf or two but I do… at having persisted in counting by hand… and marked down on paper with pencil eac… Adding them up was a pleasure I could u…
When two take gas by mutual consent and the cops come in when the walls are broken down and the doctor pays respects
You wept in your mother’s arms and I knew that from then on I was to forget myself. Listening to your sobs, I was resolved against my will
In a dream I’m no longer in love. I bre… and I vow never again to seal myself in,… also and that too is a kind of sealed co… care of my body and its home accommodati… appearance that I admire in the mirror,…
I stopped to pick up the bagel rolling away in the wind, annoyed with myself for having dropped it as if it were a portent.