Poetry
Spring 1966
Operatic Cycle
As the curtain appropriately shut,Frau Wagner’s black nails clutched a filthy butt.Outlawedl or not, she sat at the first night, stoned,While we clapped evil underground,Digging a grave for Alberich.Dachau, I […]
Poetry
Autumn 1965
Suburban Storm
Birds look down Out of clean roofs. This dull town Has a big clock. I count the steps From trim shops To neat trees, To ponds, tea trays. Clouds open […]
Poetry
Autumn 1963
Roscommon Castle
for Oscar Silverman They had been rich, but Cromwell burnt them down; He hanged the stubborn chatelaine from the keep: She would not lead the soldiers to the gold. Now […]
Poetry
Spring 1963
Venetian Summer
In the Accademia I remembered the Church Was home, full of bargains. A duke murdered At the Elevation of the Host, love And war danced together to pax vobiscum. These […]
Poetry
Summer 1961
The Story
He spends long days at the port Where birds and sailors congregate, The world a liar’s art Or else a gull’s magnificat. He dives with ingenious beat Of wings among […]
Poetry
Summer 1961
A Visitor at Ariccia
One secret Time had kept: the enemy Caught in bad weather or by strategy. Always pursued, the guest changed his address. Just now a castle seemed the safest place. The […]