He Has Lived In Many Houses (Thomas Lux Poems)
furnished rooms, flats, a hayloft, a tent, motels, under a table, under an overturned rowboat, in a villa (briefly) but ...
furnished rooms, flats, a hayloft, a tent, motels, under a table, under an overturned rowboat, in a villa (briefly) but ...
More like a vault -- you pull the handle out and on the shelves: not a lot, and what there ...
follows the river as it bends along the valley floor, going the way it must. Where water goes, so goes ...
Early germ warfare. The dead hurled this way look like wheels in the sky. Look: there goes Larry the Shoemaker, ...
Senator, statesman, speaker of the House, exceptional dancer, slim, graceful, ugly. Proclaimed, before most, slavery an evil, broker of elections ...
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls, the wrist-twist squeezes of ...
What I love about this little leaning mark is how it divides without divisiveness. The left or bottom side prying ...
The artisans of this room, who designed the lamp base (a huge red slug with a hole where its heart ...
gnawing through a shinbone, a high howl inside of which a bloody, slashed-by-growls note is heard, unlike that sound, and ...
As you descend, slowly, falling faster past you this snow, ghostly, some flakes bio- luminescent (you plunge, and this lit ...
A man risked his life to write the words. A man hung upside down (an idiot friend holding his legs?) ...
One wave falling forward meets another wave falling forward. Well-water, hand-hauled, mineral, cool, could be a kiss, or pastures fiery ...
How, in the first place, did they get torn-pulled down hard too many times: to hide a blow, or sex, ...
One sweet pound of filet mignon sizzles on the roadside. Let's say a hundred yards below the buzzard. The buzzard ...
Your baby grows a tooth, then two, and four, and five, then she wants some meat directly from the bone. ...
Shelves and stacks and shelves of skulls, a Dewey Decimal number inked on each unfurrowed forehead. Here's a skull who, ...
each day mowed and mowed his lawn, his dry quarter acre, the machine slicing a wisp from each blade's tip. ...
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