in the great alone
stuck deep in the thousand eyes
of subway trains
the heart of life
moving high in one pair of eyes
in the great alone

#256. poetry

May 8, 2010

that burdens
are beauty
more poignant
than daffodils
and that truth
matters as much
as breath

then the words must flower
and flow

#197. Angels

March 10, 2010

The angel world
angel street
Babylon arises
in might
every working day
at night
the angel girls
with angel heat
suffer joy
in mad heaven carnivals.
O New Rome girls!

The clouds above New York City
are blooming
like crowds in the late afternoon.

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