The days run away like wild horses over the hills:
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| Sprache: | English |
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Los Angeles, Calif.
Black Sparrow Press
1969
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| Beschreibung: | "This edition is limited to 1250 copies in paper wrappers; 250 hardcover copies numbered and signed by the poet; & 50 numbered copies handbound in boards by Earle Gray, signed & with an original illustration by the poet"--colophon What a man I was -- mine -- freedom -- as the sparrow -- his wife, the painter -- down thru the marching -- these things -- poem for personnel managers: -- ice for the eagles -- plea to a passing maid -- waste basket -- :::the old movies -- peace -- I taste the ashes of your death -- for Jane: with all the love I had, which was not enough:- -- Uruguay or hell -- notice -- for Jane -- conversation on a telephone -- ants crawl my drunken arms -- a literary discussion -- watermelon -- for one I knew -- when Hugo Wolf went mad- -- riot -- meanwhile -- a poem is a city -- the cat -- hermit in the city All-yellow flowers -- what seems to be the trouble, gentlemen? -- spring swan -- remains -- the moment of truth -- on the fire suicides of the buddhists -- a division -- conversation with a lady sipping straight shot -- the way it will happen inside a can of peaches -- scene in a tent outside the cotton fields of Bakersfield: -- night animal -- on the train to Del Mar -- I thought of ships, of armies, hanging on ... -- war and piece -- 18 cars full of men thinking of what could have been -- the screw-game -- a night of Mozart -- sleeping woman -- when you wait for the dawn to crawl through the screen like a burglar to take your life away- -- poem while looking at an encyclopedia: -- 3 lovers -- did I ever tell you? -- song of my typewriter: -- and the moon and the stars and the world: -- the sharks -- fag, fag, fag -- Ivan the Terrible -- the bones of my uncle -- a last shot on two good horses No grounding -- drawing of a band concert on a matchbox -- bad night -- down by the wings -- fire -- one for the old man -- a drawer of fish -- L. Beethoven, half-back -- self-destruction -- these mad windows that taste life and cut me if I go through them -- birth -- on getting famous and being asked: can you recite? can you be there at nine? -- the great one: -- yellow -- :::the days run away like wild horses over the hills -- worms -- to hell with Robert Schumann -- the seminar -- one for Ging, with klux top -- communists -- family, family -- poem for the death of an American serviceman in Vietnam: -- guilt obsession behind a cloud of rockets: -- even the sun was afraid -- on a grant -- finish -- the underground -- from the Dept. of English -- footnote upon the construction of the masses: -- kaakaa & other immolations -- a problem of temperament -- poetess -- the miracle -- Mongolian coasts shining in light |
| Beschreibung: | III, 153 S. |
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