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Night of a Thousand Blossoms (poems). |
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I like many of his poems, admire his willingness to use words not often used in poetry, and enjoy both his frequent "pathetic fallacies" and his indulgence in adjectives.
There I was walking in the garden looking for the intermediaries between me and the clear light. |
So where are all the planks in reason and those tapestries of paradise? For I'm alone in the world and beyond even the most depraved touch, here where there is no other life than in poems |
How public this sudden happiness, how unseemly, the sun getting low in the west beyond the Boeing office towers |
It must be one measure of the global warming, how all the little bookstores have gone away, and now there is only one bright gaping cavern of books |
My joints are throbbing from holding my body together. It's the only way, some nights, I know I'm alive. I am profoundly happy. Keats is here in his letters, |
And so I swam out to where the turtles live about a half mile off shore where the bottom is lava and coral and stuck with canyons of white sand. |
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