The alarm clock screams at 5 a.m. and I get up to attend a funeral 50 miles away, a long drive back to a corner of Chicago once rife with corned beef and cabbage but

He slaughters his hamburger steak with a fork and a butter knife, massacres ringlets of onions again and again thumps catsup all over

After Yeats and Heaney, you wonder when the new one will come galloping out of Dublin or perhaps from yet another farm

There are Merry-Go-Rounds on Main Street all over America. They hide in storefronts offering payday loans to people who can’t borrow money anywhere else.

I told my son now that he’s a father he has to be careful about what he says around his child. No swearing, of course,

He remembers loving her lost in an orchard peaches, pears, apricots falling on his head every day

We have a drop-off problem in Ame… We must decide which restroom one can use when nature beckons. So far, tumult reigns among the pe… If we declare both genders equal

You find old poems in the attic in a box with the Remington Rand you wrote them on in the Sixties before computers were born. They were published then in little

A moment ago, in a flicker of pique, with a wave of the hand, I dispersed them. Glorious birds,

We’re twins. We’ve been together from the start. You’re the doctor. You know that.

Ringing in the ears has no cure. It’s called tinnitus and you can pronounce it the way it looks or the way

Officer Burks brings Max the Bloodhound into the alley and Max immediately strains at his leash.

A friend in England rings me up and we talk about this and that. He asks if my president’s in touch with all that’s going on and I say he should be in touch, going to

I died from a rattlesnake bite and found myself in line with other zombies in front of a bank of elevators, the doors opening and closing as if by metronome.

Jimmy was visiting his father when Mr. Crenshaw called to say Mrs. Bittles had died the night before of a sudden heart attack.