Near dusk, we owe an appropriate fear
to the light that may not show on the hilly
back of the morning beast.

There were cities that stood boulder-like in the distance
There were cities that I loved
There were cities where kites could ease greedily among the buildings
There were cities in which no honest man could find a life to suit him
There were cities that were paved with little Pandora ...

I was wearing a woman’s bathrobe and galoshes, and had tied a scarf around my waist. I was too conscious of touch, by then, to wear regular clothing. But I needed to talk to Professor Litvak again, so I had to wear something.

A Translation

I heard the subway pouring out of your mouth.
I thought, maybe, it was an early-morning thing, letting sleep
spill from your body onto the week-worn floor.
I didn’t ask you to reveal this to me, I cling to
the milky curtain that lets you stay a hanging portrait.

Enough of this, this mania, and the fear that your body will turn against you.
Keep waking up in the empty morning and its thin light,
and everything will be the same for the rest of us.
This should calm you: that nobody can see the blood that’s been ...

The frantic thrust
against a worn beach front.
The need to fling upwards
and the sickening curling under
of a mind
changing suddenly.

Disappointment characterized not the first birth, but the second in the amniotic procession the twins enacted on May 16, 1978. It was the first of many staged productions for the energetic children of withered opera rose Emilia Hemmings. Emilia knew just what she was getting, no surprises for her. Only ...

It was completely dark when they got back to the hotel. The night was warm and the windows wide open.