This evening, the sturdy Levi's
I wore every day for over a year
& which seemed to the end
in perfect condition,
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A noun's a thing. A verb's the thing it does.
An adjective is what describes the noun.
In "The can of beets is filled with purple fuzz"
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Now that I've unplugged the phone,
no one can reach me--
At least for this one afternoon
they will have to get by without my advice
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One fine morning they move in for the pinch
& snap on the cuffs— just like that.
Turns out they've known all about you for years,
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In a downtown San Jose hotel,
exhausted & uptight & almost broke,
we blew 16 colones & got stewed on rum.
You lounged in bed
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Years ago we owned two cats who hated each other.
When I said we had better give one away
you wouldn't hear of it— you
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I am translating a poem by Domingo Alfonso
called Crossing the River.
When I lift my head from the page it is night.
I walk thru the rooms aware of the shapes
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I hiked out to the end of Sunset Cliffs
& climbed the breakwater,
sneakers strung over my shoulder
& a small collection of zen
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