Alice Notley Poems

The men & women sang & played
they sleep by singing, what
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'I walked into' 'the forest; ' 'for the woods were lit' 'by yellow
street lamps' 'along various' 'dirty pathways' 'I paused a moment'
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You hear that heroic big land music?
Land a one could call one.
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Why do I want to tell it
it was the afternoon of November
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'I stood waiting' 'for some minutes' 'in this very' 'alive darkness—'
'the air so vibrant,' 'the trees awake' 'There were flowers,' 'mixed
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I don't have any sentiments
would somebodything thirst my quench
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All things belie me, I think, but I
look at them though. Well boys, at
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The late Gracie Allen was a very lucid comedienne,
Especially in the way that lucid means shining and bright.
What her husband George Burns called her illogical logic
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What I lose you let me, accusation
always gets one in. But I want to talk like the dead
remember that town where we went or
how do I know when I'm just a soul — not
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There is
no
audience
because
there is
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