#AmericanWriters
Every tan rolling meadow will turn… Freeways are clogged all day Academies packed with scholars wri… City people lean and dark This land most real
Washing Kai in the sauna, The kerosene lantern set on a box outside the ground-level window, Lights up the edge of the iron sto… washtub down on the slab
the Great Sun Buddha in this corner of the Infinite Void gave a Discourse to all the assembled elements and energies: to the standing beings, the walking beings, the flying beings, and ...
I’m wondering where you are now Married, or mad, or free: Wherever you are you’re likely gla… But memory troubles me. We could’ve had us children,
One afternoon the last week in Ap… Showing Kai how to throw a hatche… One-half turn and it sticks in a s… He recalls the hatchet-head Without a handle, in the shop
A few light flakes of snow Fall in the feeble sun; Birds sing in the cold, A warbler by the wall. The plum Buds tight and chill soon bloom.
It comes blundering over the Boulders at night, it stays Frightened outside the Range of my campfire I go to meet it at the
He crawls to the edge of the foami… He backs up the slab ledge He puts a finger in the water He turns to a trapped pool Puts both hands in the water
Hammering a dent out of a bucket a woodpecker answers from the woods
Ah to be alive on a mid-September morn fording a stream barefoot, pants rolled up, holding boots, pack on,
He had driven half the night From far down San Joaquin Through Mariposa, up the Dangerous Mountain roads, And pulled in at eight a.m.
Out there walking round, looking o… a rootstock, a birdcall, a seed th… plucking, digging, snaring, snaggi… barely getting by, no food out there on dusty slopes…
The sour smell, blue stain, water squirts out round the wedge, Lifting quarters of rounds covered with ants,
All this new stuff goes on top turn it over, turn it over wait and water down from the dark bottom turn it inside out
O Wave God who broke through… Sea Bream massive pink and silver cool swimming down with me watchin… staying away from the spear
