Now mind is clear
as a cloudless sky.
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I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern Pacific locomotive to look for the sunset over the box house hil
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Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof
out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross
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I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
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At gauzy dusk, thin haze like cigarette smoke
ribbons past Chrysler Building's silver fins
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The weight of the world
is love.
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America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twentyseven cents January
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Whom bomb?
We bomb'd them!
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Blandly mother
takes him strolling
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In nineteen hundred forty-nine
China was won by Mao Tse-tung
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Stand up against governments, against God.
Stay irresponsible.
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To Ezra Pound
These are the names of the companies that have made
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That tree said
I don't like that white car under me,
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Now I'll record my secret vision, impossible sight of the face of God:
It was no dream, I lay broad waking on a fabulous couch in Harlem
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I
What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there
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I came home and found a lion in my room...
[First draft of \
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I came home and found a lion in my living room
Rushed out on the fire escape screaming Lion! Lion!
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Homage to Kenneth Koch
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Elan that lifts me above the clouds
into pure space, timeless, yea eternal
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Last nite I dreamed of T.S. Eliot
welcoming me to the land of dream
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Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
Hey poor man, you're all alone
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Under silver wing
San Francisco's towers sprouting
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O dear sweet rosy
unattainable desire
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Cool black night thru redwoods
cars parked outside in shade
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Drinking my tea
Without sugar-
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I -- A Pleasant Afternoon
for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup
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And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and
lying policemen
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Aunt Rose—now—might I see you
with your thin face and buck tooth smile and pain
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Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
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In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal
sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky
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