Man Wedged into Walls
He has seen something we have not seen. His
method is different: insert the head into the desired knowledge. Wait to
Half-length Personage: Nose Wrinkler
Physical reasons for emotional
characteristics. Small personages especially: worried about every single
click of the world spinning past GO. Also worried about bathing
suits, disdainful of flowers.
Woman Pinning Up Her Hair
Yes but it's not the desired solution. A
spider on the mirror, lowering itself from the round white overhead lamp.
No commas between dark hair curls, no commas.
Thickly Painted Garden
And well done. Conceive of the peonies in
F's yard, mostly the fuschia shade of green. Scattered amidst the
somewhat gravel and loam, the sweet alyssum. R goes there, having never
met her. Takes with her J, perhaps, happier lately than he's been.
Head of a Worthy Man
Don't kid yourself. Worthy nothing.
As if a flat mosquito flying directly toward your face backed by a sunset
flame wouldn't sting you.
Woman Sitting in Front of Shutters
As it begins to get light in June off a
corner of the light. Vireos? Vireos. And also without doubt the
honeysuckle. No window to dress the shutters, no summer dream.
Not exactly a heron; perhaps a garza. White
in yellow ankle boots. Psychological sand in his shoes. When C called me
to come and observe him, he was skipping rope with seaweed. The cold
cappuccino tastes better. A squirrel has gnawed a hole in the light.
Wall with Inscriptions
Perhaps the answer will be here: why I keep
thinking about you. Walking along the rock rubble sand on the way to the
poison ivy beach. Over by the swampland, three boulders. Three very
Cyclist in the Fields
It would be easy for us to ignore him, to
skirt the cornfields around him, to fly over him as the geese do, to act
as if he were silly as lint. Yet there he is freely, as a book does.
Blue and Red Cow
Soon there was no reason to hold grief in a
handkerchief like an egg, the rock-quartz white egg you found on the
beach, and soon there was no reason to find on the beach. You. Green cow,
Large Coaly Nude
Finding the last number of lost numbers and
a white singe. Edges of the ironing board. I did, I do, I shall, I
am. Look in the mirror to find I am smaller.
I don't like your wisdom or your
chattering. I have not reached out for you. The dog on the beach was
nude, the gulls nude, the garzas. Or they don't have those here, but I
love them, like you.
Ice bucket, who knows, where's the ice, who
needs it, ro-say wine, bottle too large, nobody drinks it.
Diane Wald | Screen Two
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