How High The Moon I want to name a spoon. Is that what you are doing? Or is there something else — something elusive, illusory,

Here is an idea. Don’t think it. Don’t think “here.” It’s just a thought that stops the mind and gives it locus. Hocus Pocus. Apart

The Manager’s Song in a boat in the night with a bird in the wind above my own black waters . . . They take

Someone calls on the hotel phone to say all the forms you filed have failed to say the things the forms are filed for. Someone

Color’s being in color rests. And thunder’s? In the ponderous hearts of local weather gods. So much for the structure of Being’s categories. That gods

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1) The elixirs of immortality confuse even the gods. Who’ll scoop it up in a skull and stash it somewhere? How much do you have

Stroke (9/16-21/2001. St. Francis Hospital Poughkeepsie, NY, Rhinecliff, NY) black ink fantastic tangle of minatory tubes subject to pressures of mind— tensions and distensions of

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Canto How can I live   before this inquiry flushed through the body resolves itself in light without remainder and all detail flicker betwixt an essence