The Withdrawal (Robert Lowell Poem)
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
1FROM THE NURSERY When I was born, you waited behind a pile of linen in the nursery, and when we ...
"...a frozen memory, like any photo, where nothing is missing, not even, and especially, nothingness..." -- Julio Cortázar, "Blow Up" ...
I want to understand the steep thing that climbs ladders in your throat. I can't make sense of you. Everywhere ...
Though my mother was already two years dead Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas, put hot water bottles ...
The clock of my days winds down. The cat eats sparrows outside my window. Once, she brought me a small ...
let's all go to the party friends where left over bottles and stale fag-ends are proudly on offer from the ...
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
Standing today shouting into the ether sharing a message that all should be able to drink That all who are ...
The plastic bottles filling the fridge refilling them with water not throwing them out Stripping the labels no longer store ...
Where to look, where to find more stones for the rows the walk waiting in the yard unfinished lines, longing ...
Rug covered stairs a landing above me a place for the lead toy soldiers, the ceramic cat, small bottles Playing ...
What you have heard is true. I was in his house. His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. ...
It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if offering my stomach, as ...
For every parcel I stoop down to seize I lose some other off my arms and knees, And the whole ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
There were long hyphens in our day- When no one spoke; no one exhaled As we contemplated the broken puzzles- ...
HAIL, sister springs, Parents of silver-footed rills! Ever bubbling things, Thawing crystal, snowy hills! Still spending, never spent; I mean ...
I watch the man bend over his patch, a fat gunny sack at his feet. He combs the earth with ...
She died in the upstairs bedroom By the light of the ev'ning star That shone through the plate glass window ...
The shades of night was fallin' slow As through New York a guy did go And nail on ev'ry barroom ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
What is he buzzing in my ears? "Now that I come to die, Do I view the world as a ...
I A washing hangs upon the line, but it's not mine. None of the things that I can see belong ...
Starspangled cowboy sauntering out of the almost- silly West, on your face a porcelain grin, tugging a papier-mache cactus on ...
I'm thinking about you. What else can I say? The palm trees on the reverse are a delusion; so is ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
it's the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here's a cock and here's a ...
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