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CHAOS IS THE NEW CALM Chaos is the new calm violence the new balm to be spread on lips unused to a kiss. Left is the new right as I brace for a fight with a man who stands on his remaining hand. Fetid harbor harbor me until someone is free to drive me [...] [the cocktail hour finally arrives: whether ending a day at the office] the cocktail hour finally arrives: whether ending a day at the office or opening the orifice at 6am [legal again to pour in californica]: the time is always right we need a little glamour and glamour arrives: plenty of chipped ice a [...] AN EASY SONG It’s rained every day since you Went away. I’ve been lonely, Lonely, empty, tenderness — Longing to kiss the corners Of your mouth as you smile Your special, inward, sensual, And ironic smile I love Because I know it means you Are content — content in French — A special, inward, sensual, [...] ASPEN MEADOWS Look. Listen. They are lighting The moon. Be still. I don’t want To hear again that wistful Kyriale of husbands and lovers Stop questioning me About my women. You are Not a schoolgirl nor I a Lecturing paleobotanist. It’s enough that the green glow Runs through the down on your arms Like a [...] PROVISIONAL When he procured her, she purveyed him. When he rationed her out, she made him provisional. On being provisional, he made her his trough. On being a trough, she made him her silo. At once a silo, he made her his cut. On being a cut, she made him her utensil. On being [...] ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I [...] FALL Fall, falling, fallen. That’s the way the season Changes its tense in the long-haired maples That dot the road; the veiny hand-shaped leaves Redden on their branches (in a fiery competition With the final remaining cardinals) and then Begin to sidle and float through the air, at last Settling into colorful layers carpeting [...] AUTUMN EVENING (after Holderlin) The yellow pears hang in the lake. Life sinks, grace reigns, sins ripen, and in the north dies an almond tree. A genius took me by the hand and said come with me though the time has not yet come. Therefore, when the gods get lonely, a hero will [...] POEM [Your breath was shed] Your breath was shed Invisible to make About the soiled undead Night for my sake, A raining trail Intangible to them With biter’s tooth and tail And cobweb drum, A dark as deep My love as a round wave To hide the wolves of sleep And mask the grave. — [...] |
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