#Americans
People sit numbly at the counter waiting for breakfast or service. Today it’s Hartford, Connecticut more than twenty-five years after the last death of Wallace Stevens…
Numb, stiff, broken by no sleep, I keep night watch. Looking for signs to quiet fear, I creep closer to his bed and hear his breath come and go, holding
Still sober, César Vallejo comes… around the apartment building cove… He puts down his cane, removes his… to untangle the mess. His neighbor… wondering what’s going on. A middl…
Remember how unimportant they seemed, growing loosely in the open fields we crossed on the way to school. We would carve wooden swords
First light. This misted field is the world, that man slipping the greased bolt back and forth, that man tunneled with blood
If you were twenty-seven and had done time for beating our ex-wife and had no dreams you remembered in the morning, you might
All the way on the road to Gary he could see where the sky shone just out of reach
In the early morning before the sh… opens, men standing out in the yar… on pine planks over the umber mud. The oil drum, squat, brooding, bri… with metal scraps, three-armed cro…
One was kicked in the stomach until he vomited, then made to put back into his mouth what they had brought forth; when he tried to dr…
I bend to the ground to catch something whispered, urgent, drifting across the ditches.
The winter sun, golden and tired, settles on the irregular army of bottles. Outside the trucks jostle toward the open road, outside it’s Saturday afternoon,
The air lay soffly on the green fu… of the almond, it was April and I said, I begin again but my hands burned in the damp ea… the light ran between my fingers
Brooklyn, 1929. Of course Crane’s been drinking and has no idea who this curious Andalusian is, unable even to speak the language of poet… The young man who brought them
Dawn coming in over the fields of darkness takes me by surprise and I look up from my solitary roa… pleased not to be alone, the birds now choiring from the orange grove…
I bought a dollar and a half’s wor… took them home, boiled them in the… and ate them for dinner with a lit… Then I walked through the dried f… on the edge of town. In middle Ju…