Some people confuse inspiration wi… not me I know it comes from the lu… you breathe it in you breathe it o… it’s the breath of my being the wi… of the waters yes but it’s also so…

What is it about the Abyss that tempts the young poet to kiss the air and head for the nearest c… unreasonable attachment to the bli… of falling—what accounts for it? U…

There comes a time when the story… different stories and soon after t… retreats to the cave of a solitary… metropolis where no one remembers… whic is, of course, a sign of its…

What I propose is not Marxism, which is not dead yet in the English department, Not maximalism, which was

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,…

for Jim Cummins In Iowa, Jim dreamed that Della… twin. Dave drew a comic strip call… about a bearded beer-guzzler in Su… like Wallace Stevens

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,

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…

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

for J.A., December 3, 1975 Ashes that survive the aftermath o… Bury the past bravely, retaining Only those messages that are least… And therefore most desirable

The happiest moment in a woman’s l… Is when she hears the turn of her… In the lock, and pretends to be as… When he enters the room, trying to… Quiet but clumsy, bumping into thi…

If Ezra Pound were alive today (and he is) he’d be teaching at a small college in the Pacific… and attending the annual conventio…

I like walking on streets as black… now, at two in the solemnly musica… in this town emptied of Lestrygoni… is asleep or trying or worrying wh… they aren’t asleep, while unknown…

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…

For it was the first day of Rosh Ha’shanah, New Year’s Day, day of remembrance, of ancient sacrifices and averted calamities. For I started the day by eating an apple dipped in honey, a...