The Language
Robert Creeley

Locate I
love you some-
where in

teeth and
eyes, bite
it but

take care not
to hurt, you
want so

much so
little. Words
say everything.

I
love you
again,

then what
is emptiness
for. To

fill, fill.
I heard words
and words full

of holes
aching. Speech
is a mouth.

1. Tonight, I'm sitting in bed, reading Three Sisters while eating shortcake and listening to So Runs the World Away for the fifth time.

1a. I would say it's been a pretty good day, but I just found out that it's impossible to get the 1929 version of Goodbye to All That with Paul Fussell's introduction attached; I was hoping for a Norton CE that ( Read more... )

Green
DH Lawrence

The sky was apple green.
The sky was green wine held up in the sun,
The moon was a golden petal between.

She opened her eyes, and green
they shone, clear like flowers undone,
For the first time, now for the first time seen.

Self-Improvement
Tony Hoagland

(  Just before she flew off like a swan )

What He Thought
Heather McHugh

( For Fabbio Doplicher )

This Was Once a Love Poem
Jane HirshfieldThis was once a love poem ( Read more... )

Hamlet
Boris Pasternak, transl. Nina KossmanThe din quiets. I step onto the boards ( Read more... )

For instance: ( No, seriously. There is actually a WRONG way to read it. )

...a bit anticlimactic. Still, I'm pressing on and waiting to really get drawn in by a character. It's early, but I'm hopeful that someone will strike me as fantastically interesting soon. So far, it's a lot of hey, it's that guy and eep, don't drink the water, boys.

( I cannot believe I'm spoiler-cutting for Iwo Jima. )

Whatever. I'll eat a couple of peeps as dessert. That's totally a meal.

The Trouble With Poets
Peter MulveyThe trouble with poets is they talk too much ( Read more... )