As It Begins With A Brush Stroke On A Snare Drum (Larry Levis Poems)
The plaza was so still in that moment two years ago thateverything was clear,As if it had been preserved beneath ...
The plaza was so still in that moment two years ago thateverything was clear,As if it had been preserved beneath ...
In the background, a few shacks & overturned cartsAnd a gray sky holding the singular pallor of Lent.And here the ...
The brow of a horse in that moment whenThe horse is drinking water so deeply from a troughIt seems to ...
In the Borghese, Caravaggio, painter of boy whores, street punk, exile & murderer,Left behind his own face in the decapitated, ...
Those twenty-six letters filling the blackboardCompose the dark, composeThe illiterate summer sky & its stars as they appearOne by one, ...
My youth? I hear it mostly in the long, volleyingEchoes of billiards in the pool hall whereI spent it all, ...
All winterThe trees held up their silent hivesAs if they mattered.But on one main street of bars and lights,I watched ...
Toad, hog, assassin, mirror. Some of its favorite words, which are breath. Or handwriting: the long tail of the 'y' ...
Different days,Different hours,Many faces,bouqutes of flowers,Fantisies,And mists,Of dreams,Lost away,Onto the ways,Of yesterday,See the future,Past untold,In his arms,Is her hold,Watch the ...
There are places where the eye can starve, But not here. Here, for example, is The Piazza Navona, & here ...
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