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Crow Maiden

Starring a beautiful young girl and twenty- three crows. She has blonde hair. The crows are intelligent. The director is obsessed with the budget (too low). The photographer has fallen in love with the girl. She can't stand him. The…

4 miesiące temu

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Postcard

I wonder if eighty-four-year-old Colonel Sanders ever gets tired of travelling all around America talking about fried chicken.

4 miesiące temu

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The Twenty-Eight Cents for My Old Age

I gave a poetry reading at a bar in San Francisco, people sat around and drank beer while I read a poem called Portrait of the Id as Billy the Kid, when the reading was over I got paid twelve and a half dollars, but twenty-eight cents was deducted for my old age,…

4 miesiące temu

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A Boat*

O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival and he started crying when he saw the Ferris wheel. Electric green and red tears flowed down his furry cheeks. He looked like a boat out on the dark water.

4 miesiące temu

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To England*

There are no postage stamps that send letters back to England three centuries ago, no postage stamps that make letters travel back until the grave hasn't been dug yet, and John Donne stands looking out the window, it is just beginning to rain this April morning,…

4 miesiące temu

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Cat

We lay in that bed one sunny evening after making love and decided to name our first girl Cat, we were going to name her Cat, but now we have departed forever from our love-making, and we will not have a little girl, nor any children at all, and I am doomed to become the poet…

4 miesiące temu

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Feel Free to Marry Emily Dickinson

Yesterday my wife divorced me in Brazil, and the rain highway saw my youth have a flat tire, leaving me free to marry Emily Dickinson. O what profound love we will make together, our gentle hands moving like gravestones, and our coming will be like a funeral procession.

4 miesiące temu

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The Castle of the Cormorants*

Hamlet with a cormorant under his arm married Ophelia. She was still wet from drowning. She looked like a white flower that had been left in the rain too long. I love you, said Ophelia, and I love that dark bird you hold in your arms. Big Sur February 1958

4 miesiące temu

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Yes, the Fish Music*

A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my fingers, and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the river. The trout hid in subways, castles and automobiles. They waited patiently for the dinosaurs to go away.

4 miesiące temu

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Kafka's Hat*

With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka's hat. It was a dish of ice cream tasting like an operating table with the patient staring up at the ceiling.

4 miesiące temu

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