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A Kenning For Robert Bly

Windfall

The hurricane gathers speed as it nears the Gulf Coast, winds now being clocked in excess of one hundred miles an hour. For two days newsmen have been reporting her progress and are congregating in Corpus Christi for a firsthand look at the expected devastation.

We Do Only Be Drownded Now And Again

Excerpts From The Rising Sun Neighborhood

The only way I can make any sense of recent presidential elections is that the most vivid person wins, regardless of content, because too many of us have been dressing our lives in beiges and are suckers for a red tie and shiny shoes that look like relative strength.

The Appassionata Lectures

Oh Love

Night Poem

[I’ve lost the morning.]

Selected Poems

Autumn Day

Based On The Ainu