the Butcher the Baker NOT the Banker the Athlete (ghetto-to-flanker) the Schoolboy (sent to the sink) the Mechanic the Auto-Body-Man the Roofer (eats out of the can) the Baby (big joke) the Farmer (his back is broke) the Soldier (he can shoot) the Stripper (snorts too much toot) Why does the sheet-metal man who works…
He stood before a sea of envelopes, as others stand over a plunging surf. One by one he began to open them, to read the letters inside. Since he had no hope of replying, he pictured them adrift in the distance. Free to walk by the water, he did. He saw the wild ducks, far…
Although they fashioned their spears on the lathe of our technology we had to admit we liked watching them with their bare chests and heavy metal candor they lent a sort of backyard charm to the universe until even the doctor and his assistant were snapping their fingers nodding their heads and using everything they…
We passed the open Bible round & waited. Round robin, & it was my brother Walter's turn. He knucklebrowed the passage, grunted, then began. “Yeah, here. Right here it says: Shepherds in the fields. . . keeping watch. . .” He found what it was he wanted. “The angel of the Lord. . .shone around…
Coming from the wings, he leapt onto the raised opera-set built to lift his libretto—ten years of work— into the national atmosphere of fanfare, and he missed: down on his stomach, pasted prone, a spread-eagled grunt, and a gasp from the audience that sucked up applause for the two or three seconds it took him…
The noose rests lightly on the lamp Restraining No engaging it to memorize these details that charisma drawn from the well of a broken circle
Ripsaw whine across the picture dome of day dividing blue from blue: the steady Munch-like scream of Flight 630's engines as we sat there minute after minute on the runway trapped, until I saw my broken body kicked & pitching forward, one more dead American sure he was going someplace else, dumped instead onto the…
He wanted to tell me something He had not told anyone before It might have been anything When he moved through the door He had not told anyone before Unsure of what he wanted to know When he moved through the door And took off all his clothes Unsure of what he wanted to know…
An iron meteorite is on display in Beijing Planetarium. I said: Once a brilliant orb, who left nothing but this remnant, You mishap of an early death caused by impatience. How disciplined your companions are To hold their assigned courses, never moving an inch away. You exchanged humility and trepidation for enduring peace And have…
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