| | | | A thrown like A ~ lariat thrown |
| | | the fashions swings despite |
| | | [indent] And when he married |
| | | [indent] it was as if some milestone had moved /
of its own accord. |
| | | There are the Two Things Here: the Giant Leaves |
| | | There are the two things here: the giant leaves |
| | | the 15 greens within a frame |
| | | green crowding green &and being A other A ~ more than green, |
| | | A until B til green became |
| | | in the prism see light split &and break |
| | | one drums in this green sea |
| | | the other: the high cries of girls – |
| | | the ones that end in feathers[,]sic. |
| | | the girl in denim or the boy in tweeds |
| | | This Whole Green World, Crystal and Spherical |
| | | This whole green world, crystal and spherical |
| | | silent as a hole in a head, within |
| | | which all those birds coloured beaks cheep cheep |
| | | [girls]sicgirls’ throats yell boys’ brakes scream |
| | | and Manuel’s wheelbarrow crunches and scrapes |
| | | A How A ~ Hollow the other silence aches around it, |
| | | A it A ~ is a green hoop in three A die A ~ dimensions, shaped |
| | | with A compaw A ~ compass and theorem, a slow chrysoprase |
| | | fire to flare and gut the head |
| | | This Whole Green World, Crystal and Spherical |
| | | This whole green world, crystal and spherical |
| | | silent as the hole in a head within |
| | | which all those birds coloured beaks cheepcheep |
| | | girls throats yell boys brakes scream |
| | | and Manuel’s wheelbarrow crunches and scrapes |
| | | A Th A ~ Paint it. The other silence aches around it |
| | | is a green bruise in A y A ~ three [deiminsions]sicdimensions shaped |
| | | with compasses and theorems, a slow |
| | | chrysoprase fire to gut the head |
| | | and leave among the charred curved A z A ~ rafters, |
| | | elegant in carbon a global shell |
| | | through which those thousand noises dart like A br A ~ birds. |
| | | ride on their A winds B tides or winds |
| | | one wet carnation from a sailing [birds]sicbird’s |
| | | A lies where it fell B was carried in /
&and lies like blood |
| | | a hundred kites on strings |
| | | &and one a giant bird &and one |
| | | &and where the large one led |
| | | A Even the heroes are resting now A ~ |
| | | the people on the beaches complain of the /
resting giantA & rest B ~ /
complain &and rest |
| | | Even the heroes are resting now, he said |
| | | &and I saw the leaders, all the famous /
Generals |
| | | A Explorers A ~ resting upon their swords |
| | | Explorers resting A on their A ~ on the map /
midway across the /
landscape |
| | | A the B like statues resting on their pedestals. |
| | | Standing they lean as on a balustrade |
| | | the angle of the elbow on a ledge – |
| | | like lovers lean upon each other |
| | | women on window sills – A ~ B in a diminishing |
| | | women with languor &and longing resting /
in their hearts |
| | | My muteness induced by ignorance of the tongue that is spoken hereMy Muteness Induced by Ignorance of the Tongue that is Spoken Here |
| | | The heat &and weight of it |
| | | where flowers like parrots |
| | | A arisen B ascended slowly on a fleshy stalk |
| | | move in a tiny current A a second B an instant |
| | | float then more velvet silent than before |
| | | Motionless now that green warm water /
dense |
| | | The goat came with the cook |
| | | all night among the mangoes |
| | | silvery serpent in the undergrowth |
| | | &and raced now in the garden |
| | | shook the pale flowers of the frangipani /
from /
the /
tree |
| | | Cook in his high hat A raced B chased |
| | | caught at last in a cul-de-sac |
| | | walked like a mincing girl |
| | | A in black beside the B passing the pool |
| | | Write, and Imagine a Poem that List of Trees |
| | | write, &and imagine a poem that list of trees |
| | | if you will, if you want; A the list is still a list B ~ |
| | | A ~ B the list is still a list |
| | | A ~ B &and not dissimilar to the laundry slip |
| | | what if those leaves are large as the ear |
| | | &and those like a woven fan |
| | | spiked, plumed, feathered |
| | | hand-blocked, carved embossed. |
| | | together though – en [scene]sicscène – entier |
| | | There Should be More to Say But I Become |
| | | There should be more to say but I become |
| | | like a bird in a cage, A won’t B can’t sing A won’t sing at A ~ on request |
| | | Possible to Like What One Has Got |
| | | Possible to like what one has got: |
| | | the Rousseau painting at my back A hat string B ~ |
| | | swinging a little is a [monkeys]sicmonkey’s tail |
| | | &and among the bright innocent flowers |
| | | small lizards nude as chickens newly plucked |
| | | run about with leaf insects in their mouths – |
| | | alerted by the twitching on their tongue |
| | | It is not enough to describe it |
| | | who wants a list of fauna besides myself |
| | | [Maursupials]sicMarsupials |
| | | To be a marsupial in [Australai]sicAustralia |
| | | But in Brazil [its]sicit’s stranger still: |
| | | consider a A marsupial B ~ duck with a [duclin]sicduckling in its pocket |
| | | and a blonde rat with a brood of four |
| | | I Saw a Baleen in His Bones |
| | | I saw a baleen in his bones |
| | | long-fingered hands close to his ribs |
| | | I saw him swim in the air like a stone |
| | | I saw through the holes in his face |
| | | A Coffin of Glass All the Pretty Singers |
| | | A ~ B a coffin of glass all the pretty singers |
| | | A ~ B dead on sticks, heads cocked |
| | | astraddle a painted tree in the crook of its wood |
| | | the sloths A ~ B cretinous faced B ~ A ~ B union A ~ B suited B ~ A ~ B suited A in B ~ A ~ B in B ~ A ~ B in A their B ~ A loofah fur B ~ A ~ B loofah fur B ~ A ~ B loofah fur |
| | | the [zebras]siczebras’ long spine |
| | | &and the coral snake pretty in brine – |
| | | A in B ~ A a coffin of glass all the pretty singers B ~ |
| | | A dead on sticks, heads cocked B ~ |
| | | A Gold Splotched Spider Guards His Golden Web |
| | | A gold splotched spider guards his golden web – |
| | | The Marmosets Grow Stamens Out of Their Ears |
| | | the marmosets grow stamens out of their ears |
| | | &and their fingers feel like the stems of /
violets |
| | | yet a face the size of the top joint of A our B ~ your thumb |
| | | looks at you with frustration |
| | | To those who write of Italy.To Those Who Write of Italy |
| | | One cannot be too literary about Rio – |
| | | the vocabulary of a jeweler |
| | | the platinum skyscrapers that follow the curve /
of |
| | | A the sapphire sea B ultramarine |
| | | It is Very Much the Vogue Nowadays |
| | | It is very much the vogue nowadays |
| | | to write of Italy &and to show |
| | | the world you know all the references |
| | | the tiniest golden teaset in the world |
| | | made by a jeweler through the jeweller’s /
glass |
| | | Our House is All Openings |
| | | Our house is all openings |
| | | doors or windows open onto |
| | | &and the two A parrots B parakeets from [Matto]sicMato Grosso |
| | | crack sunflower seeds the whole day long |
| | | I Saw a Baleen in His Bones |
| | | I saw a baleen in his bones |
| | | long fingered hands close to his ribs – |
| | | I saw him swim in the air like a stone |
| | | through A all B ~ the holes in his face |
| | | In a Coffin of Glass All the Pretty Singers |
| | | A In a painted tree in a coffin of glass A ~ |
| | | A the sloths in their loofah fur A ~ |
| | | A baby-faced cretins A ~ |
| | | in a coffin of glass all the pretty singers |
| | | dead on A twigs B sticks |
| | | heads cocked in a final moult |
| | | Astraddle a Painted Tree in the Crook of Its Wood |
| | | Astraddle a painted tree in the crook A ~ B of its wood |
| | | the sloths in their loofah fur |
| | | [indent] quiet in the pose of death |
| | | [double indent] ankles together |
| | | Everyone Writes of Italy But Here in Rio |
| | | Everyone writes of Italy but here in Rio |
| | | A the [emperors]sicemperor’s B []sicthe palace where A he B [he ]sic A ~ B the [emperors]sicemperor danced the night before |
| | | shimmers like an island out in the bay |
| | | &and the conical mtsmountains jut behind abstracted |
| | | One cannot be too literary about it |
| | | the vocabulary of a jeweller |
| | | the platinum skyscrapers which ring the /
beach |
| | | A ~ B Some Paintings by Portinari. |
| | | it was as if he’d cut [of]sicoff my breasts |
| | | [indent] &and met them flat |
| | | With the others lord all the colours A faded B gone |
| | | red when I came &and green |
| | | &and painted the grey all over my skin |
| | | pulled all A ~ B the muscles &and A tendons B cords |
| | | the bomb of light exploded |
| | | The Candles Gutter in the Rack |
| | | The candles gutter in the A wrack B rack &and smell |
| | | outside the body of the church |
| | | in Latin [icycles]sicicicles |
| | | A the smoke lies aboaut in ostrich feathers A ~ |
| | | grey ostrich feathers curl above the /
wicks |
| | | walker among so many supplicants |
| | | To A a A ~ be a marsupial in Australia |
| | | On looking out of My Bedroom WindowOn Looking out of My Bedroom Window |
| | | 15 greens within a frame. |
| | | green yellow orange red blue violet |
| | | She Sat on the Sill of the Sunny Morning |
| | | A ~ B She A Sat B [Sat]sicsat on the sill of the sunny morning |
| | | A ~ B the jungle straining its leashes there |
| | | pulled A at B ~ the perpendicular mountain |
| | | [indent] nearer &and nearer her |
| | | Until A ~ B with another life beginning: |
| | | the green &and ominous shade undid |
| | | A f A ~ the flowering trees &and A the B feathered whistlers |
| | | [indent] within her blood |
| | | &and she rose pale as platinum |
| | | &and her love A ~ B was the very shape of grief |
| | | &and high on the hill the wild wild plants |
| | | [indent] A rockets of A like fire or the – – rockets of love |
| | | These Tiny Creatures Have for Face a Space |
| | | These tiny creatures have for face a space |
| | | no larger than the top joint of my thumb – |
| | | eyes blue pin heads – pupilled |
| | | &and which look, register excitement |
| | | Stamens grow out of their ears |
| | | [double indent] swing round a A vertical B horizontal log |
| | | as if to say look I’m playful |
| | | come up again – 3three on a raft. |
| | | I poke my fingers through the wire my ring |
| | | their fingers like the stalks of violets |
| | | &and their tiny eyes look into mine |
| | | as if they know the ring they cannot /
move |
| | | As a Drowned Body Fills with Water |
| | | As a drowned body fills with water – |
| | | A blows up like a bladder floats A ~ |
| | | A ~ A blows up like a bladder floats |
| | | on the heavy as mercury A water B lake |
| | | so A does A ~ A is A ~ this woman swollen |
| | | with emptiness is slapping against |
| | | the leaves of the calend ar – |
| | | [indent] I cannot get her out of my eye |
| | | [indent] the scene is sparking yet she |
| | | [indent] obtrudes within the frame |
| | | She is in pain A you can tell B ~ |
| | | the fearful swelling bloats her |
| | | &and the current of time carries her. |
| | | It is macabre to see the smallest eddy /
spin |
| | | A her A ~ that great sac undo her slow corolla |
| | | A ~ B undo A that B her slow corolla |
| | | How beautiful I said &and bent to touch |
| | | But Homero’s voice full of alarm &and drama |
| | | yours will be different this |
| | | already seems old-fashioned to you &and |
| | | young man, intelligent &and fair as you |
| | | grew grey in its service, crusted |
| | | the same black night that priests have /
suffered |
| | | simply by being young &and arrogant |
| | | &and knowing your cause is right |
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