I Know a Man
As I sd to my friend, because I am always talking, — John, I sd, which was not his name, the darkness sur- rounds us, what can we do against it, or else, shall we & why not, buy a goddamn big [...]
After Lorca
for M. Marti The church is a business, and the rich are the business men. When they pull on the bells, the poor come piling in and when a poor man dies, he has a wooden cross, and they rush [...]
The Window
Position is where you put it, where it is, did you, for example, that large tank there, silvered, with the white church along- side,lift all that, to what purpose? How heavy the slow world is [...]
The Rhythm
It is all a rhythm, from the shutting door, to the window opening, the seasons, the sun’s light, the moon, the oceans, the growing of things, the mind in men personal, recurring in them again, [...]
Something Quite Different
A Farewell for Robert Creeley The news of Robert Creeley’s death arrived via an email from Michael Rumaker, forwarding the stark note he’d received from his friend Henry Ferrini: “Bob [...]
