The groundVast and brownSurrounds dry townsLocated in the dustOf the coming locustLive for survival, not for ‘kicks’Be a bangtail describer,like of shrouded travelerin Textile tenement & the birds fighting in yr ears-like Burroughs exact to describe & gettin $The Angry Hunger(hunger is anger)who fears thehungry feareththe angry)And so I came homeTo Golden far awayTwas on…
O Harpo! When did you seem like an angelthe last time?and played the gray harp of gold?When did you steal the silverwareand bug-spray the guests?When did your brother find rainin you sunny courtyard?When did you chase your last blondeacross the Millionaires’ lawnwith a bait hook on a lineprotruding from your bicycle?Or when last you powderpuffedyour…
Sitting downIn dark railyardsWhen to see my mother’s faceRecalling from the waking visionI wept to understandThe trap mortalityAnd personal blood of earthWhich saw me in—Father fatherWhy hast thou forsaken me?Mortality & unpleasureRoam this city—Unhappiness my middle nameI want to be saved,-Sunk—can’t beWon’t beNever was made—So retch!
– Why kneel?
of the clocks, and know it’s mid-night and in that instant the wholeworld swims into sight for mein the form of beautiful swarm-ing m u t t a worlds-everything is happening, shiningBuhudda-lands,bhutiblazing in faith, I know I’mforever right & all’s I got todo (as I hear the ordinaryextant voices of ladies talkingin some kitchen at…
I sighed.
The Fingernail of MalayaThe Wall of ChinaThe Korea Ti-Pousse ThumbThe Salamander Japanthe Okinawa Moon SpotThe PacificThe Back of Hawaiian MountainscoconutsKines, balconies, Ah Tarzan-And D W Griffiththe great American DirectorStrolling down disgruntledHollywood Lane– to toot Nebraska,Indian Village New York,Atlantis, Rome,Peleus and Melisander,Andswans of BallsSpots of foam on the ocean
Bearded full of junkSlouches waitingFor Apocalypse,Listens to the newNegro raw trumpet kidTell him the wooden news;And the beat of the bassThe bass—drives inDrummer drops a bombPiano tinkle tacklesSweet tenor liftingAll American sorrowsRaises mouthpiece to mouthAnd blows to fingerThe iron sounds
The tragedy of HamletIn vainThe key in the lockIn vainThe sleeping motherIn vainThe lamp in the cornerIn vainThe lamp in the corner unlitIn vainAbraham LincolnIn vainThe Aztec empireIn vainThe writing hand: in vain(The shoetrees in the shoesIn vainThe windowshade string uponthe hand bibleIn vain—The glitter of the greenglassashtrayIn vainThe bear in the woodsIn vainThe Life…
Sparrow’s nest
