#Americans #PulitzerPrize #XXCentury
Pearl Avenue runs past the high-s… Bends with the trolley tracks, and… Before it has a chance to go two b… At Colonel McComsky Plaza. Bert… Is on the corner facing west, and…
Tell me, how do the manufacturers… turn a profit? I have used the sam… for forty years. The screwdriver m… once slipped into my young hand, a… Tools wait obliviously to be used:…
“Back from vacation,” the barber a… or the postman, or the girl at the… They are amazed to find the workad… still in place, their absence havi… their customers having hardly miss…
Some honorary day if I play my remaining cards right I might be a postage stamp but I won’t be there to lick me and licking was what I liked,
Such heat! It brings the brain ba… Small, recurrent events become the… the white-nosed coati treading the… bending thin branches like sidewal… the scarlet-rumped tanager flittin…
Talk about intimacy! I’d almost r… The day before, a tussle with naus… (DRINK ME: a liter of sickly-sw… and diarrhea, so as to present one… pristine as a bride to the groom w…
Dear X, you wouldn’t believe how… my eyebrows have become—jagged gra… have intermixed with the reddish-b… up toward the sun and down into my… It hurts, a self-caress that bring…
Though authors are a dreadful clan To be avoided if you can, I’d like to meet the Indian, M. Anantanarayanan. I picture him as short and tan.
“Back from vacation”, the barber a… or the postman, or the girl at the… They are amazed to find the workad… still in place, their absence havi… their customers having hardly miss…
In my dreams I am always trying t… its ledge of superior attack, its… the diamonds like stubby daggers,… blunt and black maces poised to cr… and the hearts, those bifurcated,…
Waiting for Tom, the boy who can… I observe how the minutes, emptied… ooze past like transparent microör… in magnification’s slow motion. I… at last to consider my life, this…
On the fine wire of her whine she… Unseen in the ominous bedroom dark… A traitor to her camouflage, she t… A thirsty blue streak distinct as… I was to her a fragrant lake of bl…
Just the thought of them makes you… those turkey dinners, those holida… the air around the woodstove baked… and Aunt Lil’s tablecloth stained… A doggy wordless wisdom whimpers f…
What can you say about Pennsylvan… in regard to New England except t… it is slightly less cold, and less… or rather that the rocks are diffe… Redder, and gritty, and piled up h…
I saw my toes the other day. I hadn’t looked at them for months… Indeed, they might have passed awa… And yet they were my best friends… When I was small, I knew them wel…