My face tells me nothing. Not nothing but nothing useful,
the
complications of ageing humorously but not exactly how
to avoid
...
5th Ave. was shoulder to shoulder with
hungry lunch-seeking business men
and women. Ricardo unpacked
his horn nervously and a foot cymbal.
...
Even in the last days you need clean clothes;
therefore you may be found in the laundry
mornings, small task against the larger one
of not breathing. With simple joy
...
Night drive home
no cars behind or ahead
the day had been satisfying
victories, compromises, achievements
...
I'm not hard,
I'm scared.
I thought the cherry was the birch.
When the cloud cleared
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I say I'm a designer of systems, plans
Man's
...
I am thinking of the day
I came to you
with a yellow rose
...
Spring. Same plants, same order.
Monday morning, open for business.
Tractor-trailers, day care centers.
Every leaf that's coming out is out.
...
Although I hardly gave it a thought
I didn't really doubt
our miniature juniper, a bonsai,
would survive our desert vacation.
...
Surveying
northern autumn afternoon
Pitcherelli, ex-marine, body-builder,
Lussier, long-haired father of three dark-skinned
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