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WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, “I’ll never speak to you again,” she means, “Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window.” He’s supposed to know that. When a man loves [...] 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. — [...] SAMURAI SONG When I had no roof I made Audacity my roof. When I had No supper my eyes dined. When I had no eyes I listened. When I had no ears I thought. When I had no thought I waited. When I had no father I made Care my father. When I had No [...] THE ECSTASY You are not me, and I am never you except for thirty seconds in a year when ecstasy of coming, laughing at the same time or being cruel to know for certain what the other’s feeling charge some recognition. Not often when we talk though. Undressing to the daily logs of [...] STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen [...] My dearest Sleep – Fuck you and the horse on which you rode into my life … and right back out of my life. I asked you nicely, and you just laughed in my face. You know how much I care about you … why must you be so elusive, playing hard to get? [...] SOLITUDE Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield shade, In winter, fire. Blest, who can unconcern’dly find Hours, days, and years, [...] I AM! I am! yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumer of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shades in love and death’s oblivion lost; And yet I am! and live with shadows tost Into the nothingness of [...] INSOMNIA But it’s really fear you want to talk about and cannot find the words so you jeer at yourself you call yourself a coward you wake at 2 a.m. thinking failure, fool, unable to sleep, unable to sleep buzzing away on your mattress with two pillows and a quilt, they call them comforters, [...] |
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