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- light breaks where no sun shines
- out of the sighs
- a grief ago
- find meat on bones
- grief thief of time
- we lying by seasand
- after the funeral
- once it was the color of saying
- the tombstone told when she died
- the conversation of prayers
- poem in october
- this side of truth
- love in the asylum
- the hunchback in the park
- into her head lying down
- in my craft or sullen art
- once below a time
- in the torrent salmon sun
- in my seashaken house
- out of these seathumbed leaves
- sucked sun lips
- and the dumb swans drub blue
- who moons her blue notes from her nest
- hullabalooing
- i see the boys of summer in their ruin(...) i see the summer children in their mothers(...) i see that from these boys shall men of nothing
- as sunlight paints the shelling of their heads (helmets)
- i see the pulse of summer in the ice
- the man of straw
- cataracted eyes
- drives in a death as life leaks out
- my throat knew thirst before the structure
- where words & water make a mixture
- my heart knew love, my belly hunger
- beach of flesh
- from this box of nerves
- (from the introduction) "...but if i went on revising everything that i now do not like in this book, i should be so busy that i would have no time to write new poems..."
jan 10 2020 ∞
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