When I found the door I found the vine leaves speaking among themselves in abund… whispers. My presence made them

The clouds as I see them, rising urgently, roseate in the mounting of somber power surging in evening haste over roofs and hermetic

High in the jacaranda shines the g… of a small bird’s curlicue of song… for her to see or hear. I’ve learned not to say, these last years,

U.S. BURIED IRAQI SOL… ‘What you saw was a bunch of trenches with arms sticking out.’ ‘Plows mounted on

This wild night, gathering the was…       &n bsp;   animal vines t…            slapping my face lightl…            in the gesticulations o… I recall out of my joy a night of…

Genial poets, pink-faced earnest wits— you have given the world some choice morsels, gobbets of language presented

As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them,

Those groans men use passing a woman on the street or on the steps of the subway to tell her she is a female and their flesh knows it,

The ache of marriage: thigh and tongue, beloved, are heavy with it, it throbs in the teeth We look for communion

Though the road turn at last to death’s ordinary door, and we knock there, ready to enter and it opens easily for us,

As the stores close, a winter ligh… opens air to iris blue, glint of frost through the smoke grains of mica, salt of the sidewa… As the buildings close, released a…

A night that cuts between you and… and you and you and you and me: jostles us apart, a man el… through a crowd. We won’t look for each other, either–

The tree of knowledge was the tree… That’s why the taste of it drove us from Eden. That fruit was meant to be dried and milled t… for use a pinch at a time, a condi…