… Bill at eighty the sexy man stays sexy all his life his small room awakes to a wide world full of enigmas surely a happy soul we are in distress this is our metaphysics it hurts for a moment … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: May 2011
Sonnet 10: for Juan Ramón Jiménez
… To know the truth we need to talk and read. Two at least must do it, talker talker writer reader revealing things that we already know so absolutely sure of our own selves because somebody else was there to … Continue reading
Body Parts (from NY Chronicles 2001)
… Sunday was semi-sunny in spots, Memorial Weekend, Loisaida Day on Avenue C, the day you’re proud to be a Puerto Rican. There were squeals of happy children on the endless ferris wheel and a really good salsa band was … Continue reading
Children in La Plaza (from NY Chronicles 2001)
… … Children Planting Marigolds in La Plaza, May 20001 I just came from La Plaza where I planted marigolds with kids from the day care Sheltering Arms. First we looked for the frog at the fish pond, but the … Continue reading
Sonnet 9: When I put headphones on it’s like I’m deaf.
When I put headphones on it’s like I’m deaf. The world goes by silently on its own Like schools of fish in an aquarium Or New Yorkers who appear to my left My right again almost like trash or leaves … Continue reading
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…… … ……Like all of human kind the rocks along ……the narrow beach are all somewhat alike ……yet each entirely different. We ……pick them up, Honey and I, searching for ……the ones we want, the ones that touch us. They … Continue reading
Sonnet 8: We met by chance in a shadowy place
… … We met by chance in a shadowy place not too far from the sea with enough light that we could look each other in the eye while another bent over your phallus whom you left then abandoned in … Continue reading
Sonnet 7: You weren’t the sort of friend to come and go.
I am not someone who likes to talk on the telephone very much. My idea of a good talk is walking with a friend and talking as you walk. But my friend Curtis was an exception. Partly he lived uptown … Continue reading
Yangtze Sonnet: When the bats come to Wuhan the night comes
125 When the bats come to Wuhan the night comes Over East Lake wide, dark, flat and in flames On fire at first but the conflagration On the water’s only the reflections Of fiery giant smoke stacks spewing Up sparks. … Continue reading
Sonnet 6
… The flies and itching heat are gone at last. Lovely autumn, just a walk from my door Golden and energetic, I adore You here with me steadfast as the promise Of middle age. Birds rustle in the leaves. Or … Continue reading
Going Back to Work Again
In 1970 I was living in East Lansing, Michigan where some friends were attending MSU. I started to read my poetry at the Aardvark Coffee House. Even in the beginning I was more of a performer than a reader. I’d … Continue reading
Wild Rose
… I believe the flowers in the photos above (I took them this morning in Tompkins Square on my way to class) are wild roses. They look very similar to what we called wild roses in the South Mountain in … Continue reading