#AmericanWriters
Grandfather advised me: Learn a trade I learned to sit at desk
In the great snowfall before the b… colored yule tree lights windows, the only glow for contemp… along this road I worked the print shop
Keen and lovely man moved as in a… to be considerate in lighted, glas… almost outdoor office. Business wasn’t all he knew. He knew music,… Had a heart. “With eyes like your…
Feign a great calm; all gay transport soon ends. Chant: who knows— flight’s end or flight’s beginning for the resting gull?
Old Mother turns blue and from us… “Don’t let my head drop to the ear… I’m blind and deaf.” Death from t… a thimble in her purse. “It’s a long day since last night.
My mother saw the green tree toad on the window sill her first one since she was young. We saw it breathe
Ten thousand women and I the only one in boots Life’s dance:
I married in the world’s black night for warmth if not repose. At the close—
Well, spring overflows the land, floods floor, pump, wash machine of the woman moored to this low sh… Goodbye to lilacs by the door and all I planted for the eye.
You are my friend— you bring me peaches and the high bush cranberry you carry my fishpole
He lived—childhood summers thru bare feet then years of money’s lack and heat beside the river—out of flood
And the place was water Fish fowl flood
What horror to awake at night and in the dimness see the light. Time is white mosquitoes bite I’ve spent my life on nothing.
Popcorn—can cover screwed to the wall over a hole so the cold can’t mouse in
Nothing worth noting except an Andromeda with quadrangular shoots— the boots of the people