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I’m trying to decide if I’m too cold to be curious, when the box meows.

He thought of the love that had filled the great central chamber of his life.

It was the year we learned to wash our hands. That was one lesson.

Now he was all out of dreams, out of rage, expectations, and money too.

I don’t remember being born, only the great dog whose fur I clung to.

Near to closing, he’d flop down in the chair to count his moldy money.

Translucent white prayer strings of her bonnet trailing in the air.

She was wanting to be noticed as a person not wanting to be noticed.

He began singing, the words to a song that played from hidden speakers.

A poetry of texture and light runs through these photographs.

I’m there inside La Fonda at the bar ordering another glass of red wine!

Why don’t we just get drunk and walk down the middle of Fifth Avenue.

The act of poetry most often begins and ends in  solitude.

Cory only hires stoners so he has something on them if they try blackmail.

Maybe it’s a Thursday, & I’m coming home to make you dinner.

Show me your darkness, your nothing-to-see and everything to touch.

Forgive me, please, for continuing to believe that roses are beautiful.

An empty day without events. And that is why it grew immense as space.

We’ve seen a lot of smaller ranches bought up by outside money.

Have you no one else to talk to? Your life is really that empty?

Here I am, king of the gods, making a fool of myself just to get under your gown.

Better to be a bird without altitude. Or to get out of the game early.

The Poet Laureate reads three poems in his New Hampshire home.

The men here don’t know where to place me, call me exotic grail.

No one asked that, changed as he was, he do more than survive.

“Refuge,” Nina said, tilting her head back; it was a word she learned.

Isn’t it nice to think tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes yet?

Certain elements of isolation were built into the design, given the odds.

If this farmer worried about her husband, he gave no sign.

Her previous existence seemed unreal, now, a faint rumor.