in field latin
one evening / they came the dead of my house / back from the train-station. it was december & // their next train did not leave till march More
“My Grave” and “Ripeness”
Every day I watch my grave in the yard / included in the price of the house, / with a board over the hole, / with a tombstone of… More
from “Muse & Drudge,” “Trimmings”
Swan neck, white shoulders, lumps of fat. A woman's face/above it all. Unriddled sphinx 'without secrets.' Alabaster/bust, paled into significance. Clothes opening, revealing/dress, as French comes into English. Suggestively,… More
“Tourist” and “Boat People”
Don’t take a picture of my burro / My burro’s load’s too heavy / And he’s too small / And he has no food here / Don’t take a… More
What Follows Us Now Must Soon Enough Be Carried
I can’t drink beers at 3 p.m. very often / or anytime soon live in San Francisco / because I am trying to be a decent middle-class father, /… More
Comes the Silence
The last part of a story is the silence / That comes at the end. / A time to think, to reflect. / The drums are still now. /… More
Versos de amor y locura
Déjame que te cuente las palabras. / Somos los hijos de los rojos versos / que vuelan cuando está la noche encima. / Qué pálidos amantes, pues nos vemos… More
Poems from Water Puppets
I will admit I was in favor of war and now look what’s happened. / At the end of the road the man driving the truck will eat /… More
Three Poems
With PEN’s Poetry Relay, a series of readings and conversations, we hope to trace the topography of influence that connects contemporary poets to their peers and predecessors. The relay… More
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