#Americans
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
We have too much exhibitionism and not enough voyeurism in poetry we have plenty of bass and not enough treble, more amber beer than the frat boys can drink…
for Aaron Fogel Politically-correct personal computers point and click. President Clinton
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
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 old war is over the new one ha… between drivers and pedestrians on… in New York light is the variable… the content according to Rodrigo… self-portraits at the Robert Mill…
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
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…
Wisteria, hysteria is as obvious a… as Viagra and Niagara there must… honeymooners traditionally went to… which were, said the divine Oscar, an American bride’s second biggest…
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
It’s my birtday I’ve got an empty stomach and the desire to be lazy in the hammock and maybe go for a cool swim on a hot day with the trombone in Sinatra’s
The last Campbell’s tomato soup c… of the twentieth century is going… the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsb… That is an example of a sentence Another is this from a CEO in Fo…
(July 15) We know who the guards are in those POW movies with brutal
The fear of perjuring herself turn… Admission of her guilt. Yet she h… And the luck to elude her implacab… God was everywhere like a faceless… Death was last seen in the auction…
In Rotterdam I’m going to speak about the state of poetry on a panel with a Pole and a Turk. It’s worth