consciousness
in itself
...
‘out of poverty
to begin
again' impoverished
...
In the small beauty of the forest
The wild deer bedding down—
That they are there!
...
I remember a square of New York’s Hudson River glinting between warehouses.
Difficult to approach the water below the pier
...
‘Whether, as the intensity of seeing increases, one’s distance from Them, the people, does not also increase’
...
Town, a town,
But location
Over which the sun as it comes to it;
Which cools, houses and lamp-posts, ...
...
that smoke
would remain
the forever
...
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Likely as not a ruined head gasket
Spitting at every power stroke, if not a crank shaft
...
I dreamed myself of their people, I am of their people,
I thought they watched me that I watched them
that they
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The householder issuing to the street
Is adrift a moment in that ice stiff
Exterior. ‘Peninsula
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