Flood: Years of Solitude
To the one who sets a second place at the table anyway.
To the one at the back of the empty bus. . . .
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Flounder
Here, she said, put this on your head.
She handed me a hat.
You ’bout as white as your dad, . . .
Follow Thy Fair Sun
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow,
Though thou be black as night
And she made all of light, . . .
Football
I take the snap from the center, fake to the right, fade back...
I've got protection. I've got a receiver open downfield...
What the hell is this? This isn't a football, it's a shoe, a man's . . .
For Allen Ginsberg
Ginsberg, Ginsberg, burning bright,
Taunter of the ultra right,
What blink of the Buddha’s eye . . .
For Love
Yesterday I wanted to
speak of it, that sense above
the others to me . . .
For My Contemporaries
How time reverses
The proud in heart!
I now make verses . . .
For My Daughter
Looking into my daughter’s eyes I read
Beneath the innocence of morning flesh
Concealed, hintings of death she does not heed. . . .
For the young who want to
Talent is what they say
you have after the novel
is published and favorably . . .
Fortuna
The wind blows east, the wind blows west,
And the frost falls and the rain:
A weary heart went thankful to rest, . . .
