There were some dirty plates
and a glass of milk
beside her on a small table
near the rank, disheveled bed--
...
An old willow with hollow branches
slowly swayed his few high gright tendrils
and sang:
...
A day on the boulevards chosen out of ten years of
student poverty! One best day out of ten good ones.
Berket in high spirits--"Ha, oranges! Let's have one!"
And he made to snatch an orange from the vender's cart.
...
This plot of ground
facing the waters of this inlet
is dedicated to the living presence of
Emily Dickinson Wellcome
...
In the flashes and black shadows
of July
the days, locked in each other's arms,
seem still
...
Mr T.
bareheaded
in a soiled undershirt
his hair standing out
...
I lie here thinking of you:---
the stain of love
is upon the world!
...
When I am alone I am happy.
The air is cool. The sky is
flecked and splashed and wound
with color. The crimson phalloi
...
munching a plum on
the street a paper bag
of them in her hand
...