by Raymond Carver So early it’s still almost dark out. I’m near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that passes for thought. When I see the boy and his friend walking up the road to deliver the newspaper. They wear caps and sweaters, and one boy has a bag over his [...]
To an old friend, courtesy of Philip Larkin: Continuing to Live Continuing to live — that is, repeat A habit formed to get necessaries – Is nearly always losing, or going without. It varies. This loss of interest, hair, and enterprise – Ah, if the game were poker, yes, You might discard them, draw a [...]
From Lambchop’s “Paperback Bible” – a reminder to me, tonight, of simple folly, and of the cowardice that leads people to lose themselves, and run the risk of causing others to lose themselves along the way. Then there’s a Reba designs Size eight, prom pageant dress It’s icy blue With sequins worn just once There [...]
Here they continue to build apartments, these little men with hammers and steel helmets crawl around fuck around, talk rugby in the smoky sunlight and I stare out the window like some demented man, watching their movements, wondering about them as some woman downstairs screams and a man walks by the window, and his face [...]
by Adrienne Rich Good-by to you whom I shall see tomorrow, Next year and when I’m fifty; still good-by. This is the leave we never really take. If you were dead or gone to live in China The event might draw your stature in my mind. I should be forced to look upon you whole [...]