Let me sit in a flowerpot, The spiders won’t notice. My heart is a stopped geranium.
Perhaps you considered yourself an oracle, Mouthpiece of the dead, or of some god or other. Thirty years now I have labored To dredge the silt from your throat. I am none the wiser.
It never occurred to me to say no.
Spiderlike, I spin mirrors, Loyal to my image.
The day I went into physics class it was death.
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary. The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.
Good to know that if I ever need attention all I have to do is die.
The sky leans on me, me, the one upright among all horizontals.
Ash, ash – – You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there – – A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.
Beached under the spumy blooms, we lie Sea-sick and fever-dry.
Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
If you pluck out my heart To find what makes it move, You’ll halt the clock That syncopates our love.
Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
I began to see why woman-haters could make such fools of women. Woman-haters were like gods: invulnerable and chock full of power. They descended, and then they disappeared. You could never catch one.
I, love, I am the pure acetylene virgin attended by roses.
Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not writing, as the spirit moved me. It was, instead, running madly, in a crowded schedule, in a squirrel cage of busy people. Working, living, dancing, dreaming, talking, kissing- singing, laughing, learning.
If there’s anything I look down on, it’s a man in a blue outfit.
I must learn more about these people – try to understand them, put myself in their place. No, instead I am so busy keeping my head above water that I scarcely know who I am, much less who anyone else is.
The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life.
The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed.