Nonfiction
Autumn 1994
Paris ’48
A few weeks after arriving in Paris, in the late forties, I was standing in line at American Express to pick up my mail, when I noticed the two young […]
Voices in American Poetry
Summer 1984
To Poetry
To the tune of An Die Musik by Schubert How often have I fled your gentle bondage to seek beyond the boundaries of art.You offered more than a discipline of […]
Poetry
Summer 1969
The Drought
A strange wind came— a dehydrating wind. They first noticed the plants dried up and the face skin prickled and putting on lotion or watering the plants helped a little […]
Poetry
Spring 1951
Two Songs
I from the night oval of bed to oval of porcelain a leaf of water lifts you and in your morning bath your head floats on the water in the […]