#Americans
I’m a very average person, and I think most people are. I vote with the common man. I have two kids, a boy and a girl. Last Sunday I played golf with th…
There comes a time in every man’s… when he thinks: I have never had a… original thought in my life including this one & therefore… eliminate all ideas from my poems
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…
(July 15) We know who the guards are in those POW movies with brutal
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…
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
The woman said yes she would go to… Unless he heard wrong and she said… Where they could learn the tango a… Of Nazi war criminals unrepentant… But no, she said Australia. She’d…
This bed thy center is, these wall… The tarnished, gaudy, wonderful ol… Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye,… That never touch with inarticulate… Those dying generations-at their s…
My new Web site is dropdead.com It’s interactive you get to choose… you’ll die, where, and at what age and it’ll still come as a complete surprise to you I guarantee
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…
Remember when Khrushchev said “We will bury you!” on the cover of Time I thought he was
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
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…
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 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,…