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Forget the plague year.
You have survived.
from "Theme on a Variation"
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Why night after night do I
attempt this poem?
from "Higgins Again"
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The Creator forged me
like a signature upon
a worthless check.
from "Soliloquy"
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Just the other day
a fly drowned in my cup of tea
leaving no dependents as far
as I could see.
from "Julyad"
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Charles was a cold person
he always lived alone and
he always did exactly what
he wanted to do
from "Charles"
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I feel like swimming away,
but only succeed at treading
water.
from "A Sweltering Farewell"
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Perhaps a huge
bird will pick me up and fly me
to some beautiful land where
all I love is healthy, and
at home.
from "Just Think"
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Constantine murdered his own
wife and child. What a saint!
from "On the film, Constantine's Sword"
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Leaving the theater,
I spent some moments
in something
still resembling
the world of the film:
my basic test
for effectiveness.
from "On the film, L'Enfant"
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The thing I carry away is
the tenderness, sweetness
of Yoko Ono looking up
at John, singing,
speechifying, lying
in bed for peace . . .
and then the child . . .
and then the
shots.
from "On the film, The US vs John Lennon"
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. . . I have arrived at
no conclusion. I'll simply
fold things up and turn out
the light. I will set the clock
as an experiment to see if
the alarm goes off.
from "The Test"
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