Elegy on Toy Piano
You don't need a pony
to connect you to the unseeable
or an airplane to connect you to the sky. . . .
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The Emperor of Ice-Cream
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. . . .
The Empty Dance Shoes
My friends,
As it has been proven in the laboratory,
An empty pair of dance shoes . . .
The End of Science Fiction
This is not fantasy, this is our life.
We are the characters
who have invaded the moon, . . .
End of Summer
An agitation of the air,
A perturbation of the light
Admonished me the unloved year
Would turn on its hinge that night. . . .
The End of the World
“We're going,” they said, “to the end of the world.”
So they stopped the car where the river curled,
And we scrambled down beneath the bridge . . .
England in 1819
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying King;
Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow
Through public scorn,—mud from a muddy spring; . . .
The Enigma
Falling to sleep last night in a deep crevasse
between one rough dream and another, I seemed,
still awake, to be stranded on a stony path, . . .
Enough
I am wearing dark glasses inside the house
To match my dark mood.
. . .
Entirely
If we could get the hang of it entirely
It would take too long;
All we know is the splash of words in passing . . .
