Poe (Mina Loy Poems)
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a lyric elixir of deathembalmsthe spindle spirits of your hour glass loveson moon spun nightssetsicicled canopyfor corpses of poesywith roses ...
A night that cuts between you and you and you and you and you and me : jostles us apart, ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
Oh it was too easy, in my rush after the traffic to the bank, the banter of the customers marking ...
At the end of the day that started with a question and an answer from your lips A special moment, ...
There was something about it the way he had things just so, from the start a level, freshly cut boards ...
I crossed the parking lot The man in the convenience store beyond the gas pumps trying to cash already cashed ...
Pillows of light, white snow Atop the raspberry bramble At the back of the yard The edge of the wild ...
I know you are reading this poem late, before leaving your office of the one intense yellow lamp-spot and the ...
You ask why sometimes I say stop why sometimes I cry no while I shake with pleasure. What do I ...
Girls buck the wind in the grooves toward work in fuzzy coats promised to be warm as fur. The shop ...
Viciousness in the kitchen! The potatoes hiss. It is all Hollywood, windowless, The fluorescent light wincing on and off like ...
Inside Ayers Rock is lit with paired fluorescent lights on steel pillars supporting the ceiling of haze-blue marquee cloth high ...
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