and one poem (from voices, approx 1975)

June 19, 2008 at 7:47 pm Leave a comment


these lines
convey no echo, give
no leading trace.
sumless, their meaning
  fast escapes me
as clever line follows clever line, as the master cows
and dismays
me with his expertise.

It’s just that–
dammit, i know
i shouldn’t, still–

I wish they meant something.



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