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I am looking at wooden crosses so old that nothing is written un them anymore, there are huge stacks of crosses here, there are crosses leaning against fine marble tombs, there are crosses thrown into the trees, there are a dozen crosses sticking on the same grave.

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In a Cafe*

I watched a man in a cafe fold a slice of bread as if he were folding a birth certificate or looking at the photograph of a dead lover.

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The Escape of the Owl

The carpenter built a prison ladder, working hard all night long, he built that ladder from owl-smelling cedar, but he made a mistake, he had an extra rung left over, and it flew away.

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Cyclops*

A glass of lemonade travels across this world like the eye of the cyclops. If a child doesn't drink the lemonade, Ulysses will.

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Night

I went to the castle to see the queen. She was in the garden burning flowers. "I see you are here on time as always," she said, striking a match to an orchid. The petals caught on fire and burned like the clothes of an angel. I took out a knife and cut off my finger.…

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The Ferris Wheel

The world was opening and closing its insane asylums and churches ike a forgetful old man buttoning up his pants instead of unbuttoning them. Are you going to go to the toilet in your pants, old man?…

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April Ground

Digging the April ground with a shovel that looked like Harpo Marx, I cut a woman in two, and one half crawled toward the infinitesimal, and the other half crawled toward the eternal.

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Hansel and Gretel

I have always wanted to write a poem about Hansel and Gretel going through the forest, leaving behind them pieces of apple pie to form sort of a bridge between dream and reality, and being followed by those gentle birds that embrace both illusions like violins eating…

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The Chinese Checker Players*

When I was six years old I played Chinese checkers with a woman who was ninety-three years old. She lived by herself in an apartment down the hall from ours. We played Chinese checkers every Monday and Thursday nights. While we played she usually talked about her husband…

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Sonnet*

The sea is like an old nature poet who died of a heart attack in a public latrine. His ghost still haunts the urinals. At night he can be heard walking around barefooted in the dark. Somebody stole his shoes.

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Land of the Rising Sun

sayonara Flying from Japanese night, we left Haneda Airport in Tokyo four hours ago at 9:30 P.M. June 30th and now we are flying into the sunrise over the Pacific that is on its way to Japan where darkness lies upon the land and the sun is hours away.…

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Stone (real)

I guess I moved to Texas: Bee Caves on the map. The map means nothing to you sitting here watching me. Tokyo June 29, 1976 Very drunk with Shiina Takako watching…

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Two Versions of the Same Poem

Love / 1 The water in the river flows over and under itself. It knows what to do, flowing on. Love / 2 The water in the river flows over and under itself. It knows what to do, flowing on.…

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Age: 41

Playing games playing games, I guess I never really stopped being a child playing games playing games Tokyo June 28, 1976

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Illicit Love

We did not play the game. We played the rules perfectly, no violations, no penalties. The game is over or is it just beginning? Tokyo June 28, 1976

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Fragment #4

in a garden of 500 mossy, lichen green Buddhas a sunny day these Buddhas know the answer to all five hundred other Buddhas. Never finished outside of Tokyo June 23, 1976…

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Two Women

/ 1 Travelling along a freeway in Tokyo I saw a woman's face reflected back to us from a small circular mirror on the passenger side of the car in front of us. The car had a regular rearview mirror in the center of the front window.…

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Fragment #3

speaking is speaking We repeat what we speak and then we are speaking again and that speaking is speaking. Tokyo June sometime, 1976

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