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AMERICA America, you ode for reality! Give back the people you took. Let the sun shine again on the four corners of the world you thought of first but do not own, or keep like a convenience. People are your own word, you invented that locus and term. Here, you said and say, is [...] SOLSTICE On the first full day of summer the sun is up the sky as far as it will get and now it will head south to warm the Antipodes, where today it rains and gales blow up from the Antarctic. Here it is summer already, the lawn mowed, garden weeded and nostalgia for summers [...] STILL ON WATER Solitude closes down around us As we lie passive and exhausted Solitude clamps us softly in its warm hand. A turtle slips into the water With a faint noise like a breaking bubble; There is no other sound, only the dim Momentous conversation of windless Poplar and sycamore leaves and rarely, A [...] ODA A LA BICICLETA Iba por el camino crepitante: el sol se desgranaba como maíz ardiendo y era la tierra calurosa un infinito círculo con cielo arriba azul, deshabitado. Pasaron junto a mí las bicicletas, los únicos insectos de aquel minuto seco del verano, sigilosas, veloces, transparentes: me parecieron só lo movimientos del aire. [...] Oh my God, what an incredible freakin’ day today. Pal Scotty and I went up to Park City to ski Deer Valley (my first time at any of the Park City resorts) … and I cannot believe how incredible a day it was. The sky was blue, the sun was out, the temps were [...] THE THREAD OF LIFE 1 The irresponsive silence of the land, The irresponsive sounding of the sea, Speak both one message of one sense to me: — Aloof, aloof, we stand aloof, so stand Thou too aloof bound with the flawless band Of inner solitude; we bind not thee; But who from thy self—chain shall [...] THE SECOND COMING Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of [...] NEW PORNOGRAPHERS – MYRIAD HARBOUR I took a plane, I took a train. Ah! Who cares? You always end up in the city. I said to Carl: “look up for once, See just how the sun sets in the sky.” I said to John: “do you think the girls here Ever wonder how they [...] THE WHITE ROOM The obvious is difficult To prove. Many prefer The hidden. I did, too. I listened to the trees. They had a secret Which they were about to Make known to me– And then didn’t. Summer came. Each tree On my street had its own Scheherazade. My nights Were a part of their [...] |
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