Alice Notley Poems

I forget them or I wish I was there
in that one under the
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St. Mark's Place caught at night in hot summer,
Lonely from the beginning of time until now.
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I'm calling out from pictures to your vision creating it
turn right, that dream building cutglass window in door.
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May I never be afraid
especially of myself
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it would be that
but only if I knew how
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'The water' 'of the river' 'was mild-temperatured,' 'the current
gentle' 'I soon began' 'to swim—' 'in a moonless,' 'starless darkness'
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'Presently' 'we neared a pale beach,' 'narrow' 'with trees behind it'
'thick & blue-black,' '& lights' 'many lights' 'deep inside the'
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Said Let there be lightbulbs & liquefaction
Life spilled out onto the street, colors whirled
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and no one cares about you.
I leaned down over
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Said I shouldn't.
Fingering me.
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