It cast a spell over the vast wilderness where only the sound of my own heartbeat and the distant call of my kin pierced the silence, the world still untamed and vibrant without the hus...
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
Some say the world will end in fir… Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if I had to perish twice,
“O who can ever gaze his fill,” Farmer and fisherman say, “On native shore and local hill, Grudge aching limb or callus on th… Father, grandfather stood upon thi…
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
Chaucer, Langland, Douglas, Dunb… brother Anons, how on earth did yo… without anaesthetics or plumbing, in daily peril from witches, warlo… lepers, The Holy Office, foreign…
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice—
And the traveller hopes: “Let me… Physician”; and the ports have nam… The citiless, the corroding, the s… And North means to all: “Reject”. And the great plains are for ever…
Some say we should keep personal r… poem, stay abstract, and there is some r… but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don’t keep…
My fancies are fireflies, — Specks of living light twinkling in the dark. he voice of wayside pansies, that do not attract the careless g…
Here war is simple like a monument… A telephone is speaking to a man; Flags on a map assert that troops… A boy brings milk in bowls. There… For living men in terror of their…
La imagen de aquel pueblo lapidado y execrado, inmortal en su agonía, en las negras vigilias lo atraía con una suerte de terror sagrado. Bebió como quien bebe un hondo vin…
All of the Indians are dead (a good Indian is a dead Indian) Or riding in motor cars— (the oil lands, you know, they’re… Smoke smarts my eyes,
Occult love, Granted since I was… Sold my dreams, To else’s daughte… And I felt my death, So my chatoy… Was painted, the darkest grey. Love debilitates Love
Grey haunted eyes, absent-mindedly… From wide, uneven orbits; one brow… Somewhat over the eye Because of a missile fragment stil… Skin-deep, as a foolish record of…
They knew each other from a very y… very close friends from early chil… Life for these two was page after… playing together whenever they cou… Well as they grew older it was qui…
When searching for a partner, you… A soul wrapped in honesty, a rare… Respect as a cornerstone, strength… Values that match, a divine connec… Shared interests, a unique common…
Yes, the pipeline of brand-new fri… Now empty, with years passing by Nary a drop from the spigot Out there in the well, it’s bone-d… Luckily, we’ve made friends when y…
we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and pe… and she’ll wash me first spread the soap over my balls
I am a man now. Pass your hand over my brow. You can feel the place where the b… I am like a tree, From my top boughs I can see
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That note you hold, narrowing and… Like New Orleans reflected on the… And in all ears appropriate falseh… Building for some a legendary Qua… Of balconies, flower—baskets and q…
he spoke to mice and sparrows and his hair was white at the age… his father beat him every day and… lit candles in the church. his grandmother came while the boy…
in yourself yes in your heart there in yourself
Groping back to bed after a piss I part thick curtains, and am star… The rapid clouds, the moon’s clean… Four o’clock: wedge-shadowed garde… Under a cavernous, a wind-picked s…
A wave of courage, a throne of pow… Upon the path of wisdom’s will, wh… A bridge of dreams, a gate of hope… A wave of courage, a throne of pow… A hoard of destiny awaits, an inhe…
Brown Fur Tail wags Paws touch Wet grass Nose smell
Atropellados por la Pampa suelta, los raudos potros en febril disput… hacen silbar sobre la sorda ruta los huracanes en su crin revuelta. Atrás dejando la llanura envuelta
First Things First Woken, I lay in the arms of my ow… To a storm enjoying its storminess… Till my ear, as it can when half-a… Set to work to unscramble that int…
One innocent spring your voice meant to me less than tires turning on a distant street. Your name, perhaps spoken,