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There is no fear in taking the first step or the second or the third having a position
After so many hours spent in the r… One wonders what the room will do. Whether speech or action will be f… And whether the weather will be fi… To begin.
I won’t let anybody take a drink out of this barrel of tears I’ve collected from you. Least of all another woman.
Someone has remembered to dry the… they have taken the accident out o… Afterward lilies for supper; there the lines in front of the window are rubbed on the table of stone
The simple contact with a wooden s… recovered itself, began to spread… as it lay sprawling to consider th… patience looked at grief, where wa… eyes curled outside themes to sear…
i An opposing force nestles closer —to the four square of its joint the nimbus divides at an unfaded s… and the naughts are shuffled at th…
I go separately The sweet knees of oxen have press… ghosts with ingots have burned the… it is the dungaree darkness with C… where the westerly winds
That is why I am here not among the ibises. Why the permanent city parasol covers even me. It was the rains
There we go in cars, did you guess… Carrying the till, memorizing its… apt at the essential such as rearr… languages. They occur from route t… like savages who wear shells.
sound opens sound shank of globe strings… something like images are here opening up avenues to view a dome a distant clang reaches the edific…
On this dry prepared path walk hea… This is not “dinner music.” This… heavy as eyelids. Beams are laid. The master cuts m… Sound lays the structure. Sound l…
Pieces clung to bedclothes. In th… Grass covered the dream of a serpe… dream turned into an opera. It was the opera that made the dre… in any country, could be Antarctic…
The form of the poem subsided, it… A witness was found for the markin… It might have been a celebration,… of the poem. The sky sinks slowly…
Early night and the evening bus Passing with a new wreath around Its straggled head. The push cart Halts and fifty pineapple eyes sta… Into the invalid light. We move
On a wall shadowed by lights from… is the screen. Icons come to it dr… and their eyes reflect the journey… eyes reach from level earth. Narra… the room where the screen waits su…