#AmericanWriters
My bag was missing at the airport “Just one bag?” “Yes, but it mean… I had seen the bartender before, b… “You didn’t tell me you had been t… “Yes, I was at Magdalen College…
The bloom was off the economic rec… “I just want to know one thing,” s… What was that one thing? He’ll ne… Because at just that moment he hea… Of broken glass in the bathroom, a…
Ithaca, October 1993: Jorie went… tear, wanting to look like a moll in a Chandler novel. Dinner, cons… and one part lime juice cordial, w… There are, she said, poems that ca…
I could stare for hours at her, the woman stepping out of her bath, breasts bare, towel around her waist, before I knew she was you
“My propositions serve as elucidat… anyone who understands them eventu… nonsensical, when he has used them… up beyond them. (He must, so to sp… after he has climbed up it.)”—Ludw…
If you could write down the words moving through a man’s mind as he masturbates you’d have a quick bonus bonk read, I used to think. But words were never adequate
No two are identical though they begin from the same point in time the same point in the dream when the radio shuts itself off in the middle of
The longer I stare the lovelier you look in my eyes (so made such mirrors and spies) and I’m not don… yet as I enumerate the virtues of your smile, gracious in defeat,
Come on in and stay a while I’ll photograph you emerging from… like Frank O’Hara dating the muse… Talking about the big Pollock sho… than going to it on a dismal Satur…
What can you say about the Mets down three games to none one run down with six outs to go Cedeno singles steals second Mora… they pull off a double steal
His first infidelity was a mistake… As her false pregnancy. Later, th… He was born three months earlier t… On his birth certificate, which ha… A marriage license in his hands.…
Remember when Khrushchev said “We will bury you!” on the cover of Time I thought he was
The wonderful thing about being with you in this hotel lift in London full of people is that none
The shrink says, “Everything depe… on how many stuffed animals you ha… as a boy,” and my mother tells me… father was left-handed and so is m… and they’re both named Joe whose f…
The sky is crumbling into millions… the wind blows in my face so I duck into my favorite barber… and listen to Vivaldi and look in… reflecting the shopfront windows,…