Poetry
Autumn 1982
The Hammer Thrower
One wants some gold paint, oil for enfleurage,The flowers leaching their pervasive smell,A spattered, highly scented mixing-place—Of course it would be better if sunlightGilded the nude in the studio corner,The […]
Poetry
Autumn 1982
The Barge
The river was not much wider than an ordinary street, Placid, waiting almost sexually to be penetrated: The ferns, the flowers, somewhere not far off, the maidenhead. I had put […]
Poetry
Autumn 1982
Blue Snapper Blues
It has mainly been the red and silver that I choose. In the fish shop there they were, flamboyant, argentine— Quite some time before I knew there was a fish […]
Poetry
Winter 1981
Two Poems: Sentimental Education
The man and woman went down to the green canoe To make their fateful incision upon the blue water, Steadying each other, when they entered, as upon a totally uncertain […]
Poetry
Winter 1981
Two Poems: The Woman in Black
No one would have seen the garden as he did, Heard the ululation, felt the violent throbbing, Posed the beautiful woman there in the little nothing, in black. To some […]
Poetry
Autumn 1979
The Thing King
The man had handled the subject of sea, sorrow, fruit, Freude—Geist— He had meant to be one of the conquerors of life, But something—Je ne sais quoi—had never quite sufficed. […]
Poetry
Autumn 1979
Life Cycle of a Top Hat
Poets of disquiet, look to the top hat— It is a stilled stack, an unused pipe. Once puffing a light, invisible smoke As if it sat on top of something […]
Poetry
Autumn 1979
The Ox in Autumn
The ox I love stands in depleted gold, The piles of leaves like droppings from his body, Only the hangings of blood left in the oak leaves, All else, the […]