'Beyond the sunrise
where the black begins' -
& the lights of the city, we
imagine, twinkle or blaze . . .
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I wonder how
Gregory does this
these three line
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weekends here
are the best: beautiful, quiet
I sit in Caron’s & my chair
the one we share, at the desk
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What to do
when the day’s heavy heart,
...
the ice in my glass goes crink!
as it adjusts to the tequila — keying in
that sophistication — the feel of it — I associate
...
Does all art aspire to the condition
of music? — While someone
is always prepared to say so I put on
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Looking back,
on my recent past,
...
&
'We must observe the amenities
even if we are going nuts.'
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The Kirkman Guide
to the bars of Europe
begins in that city so
very much at Europe’s centre—
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Now a sackbutt, reader, is a violin,
& I tell you this, & you nod
having suspected as much -
one type of reader does -
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