Poetry
Summer 1965
Die Stimme
For years I hardly spoke above a whisper. When the assembled clan pounded the table, Quarreling about money or manners, my teeth Punched stars and crescents in their transfers. But […]
Poetry
Autumn 1964
Script for a Western Movie (Censored)
The girls at Mrs. Hockmesser's come In a bouquet assortment of red, black, gold. Though they wear corsets and bows to bed, They work harder than waiters or grooms. Even […]
Poetry
Autumn 1964
The Pioneer
In the beginning I said "yes" all the time To the emotional coyotes, the snide relations, The fast women and the slow horses, But this was before the valley settled […]