Elegy For Whatever Had A Pattern In It (Larry Levis Poems)
Now that the Summer of Love has become the moss of tunnelsAnd the shadowy mouths of tunnels & all the ...
Now that the Summer of Love has become the moss of tunnelsAnd the shadowy mouths of tunnels & all the ...
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 ...
One was a bay cowhorse from Piedra & the other was a washed out palominoAnd both stood at the rail ...
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, ...
I lay my head sideways on the desk,My fingers interlocked under my cheekbones,My eyes closed. It was a three-room schoolhouse,White, ...
Sister once of weeds & a dark water that held stillIn ditches reflecting the odd,Abstaining clouds that passed, & keptTheir ...
At Wilshire & Santa Monica I saw an opossumTrying to cross the street. It was late, the streetWas brightly lit, ...
My love and I are inventing a country, which wecan already see taking shape, as if wheels werepassing through yellow ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
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