Under silver wing San Francisco’s towers sprouting thru thin gas clouds, Tamalpais black—breasted above Pa… Berkeley hills pine—covered below—
A lion met America in the road they stared at each other two figures on the crossroads in t… America screamed
Hey Father Death, I’m flying hom… Hey poor man, you’re all alone Hey old daddy, I know where I’m g… Father Death, Don’t cry any more Mama’s there, underneath the floor
Real as a dream What shall I do with this great o… What is the interpretation of this… if I can dream that I dream / and… I am awake / and why do that?
Strange now to think of you, gone… the sunny pavement of Greenwich V… downtown Manhattan, clear winter n… talking, reading the Kaddish aloud… shout blind on the phonograph
I —A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick… One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat un… tauqua tent in Aurora listening to Black spirituals, tap…
In nineteen hundred forty-nine China was won by Mao Tse-tung Chiang Kai Shek’s army ran away They were waiting there in Thaila… Supported by the CIA
I walked into the cocktail party room and found three or four queer… talking together in queertalk. I tried to be friendly but heard myself talking to one in hiptalk.
What new element before us unborn… a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive Whitman a mod… Scientific theme First penned unmindful by Doctor…
Whom bomb? We bomb’d them! Whom bomb? We bomb’d them! Whom bomb?
Elan that lifts me above the cloud… into pure space, timeless, yea ete… Breath transmuted into words Transmuted back to breath in one hundred two hundred years
At gauzy dusk, thin haze like ciga… ribbons past Chrysler Building’s… tapering delicately needletopped,… taller antenna filmed milky lit am… black and white apartmenting veil’…
In the foreground we see time and… swept in a race toward the left hand side of the p… where shore meets shore. But that meeting place
When I die I don’t care what happens to my bo… throw ashes in the air, scatter 'e… bury an urn in Elizabeth New Jers… But l want a big funeral
That tree said I don’t like that white car under… it smells gasoline That other tree next to it said O you’re always complaining