Poems

The Dead Heart

The Dead Heart After I wrote this, a friend scrawled on this page, “Yes.” And I said, merely to myself, “I wish it could be for […]

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The Death King

The Death King I hired a carpenter to build my coffin and last night I lay in it, braced by a pillow, sniffing the wood, letting […]

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The Double Image

The Double Image 1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves go queer, flapping […]

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The Earth

The Earth God loafs around heaven, without a shape but He would like to smoke His cigar or bite His fingernails and so forth. God owns […]

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