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… dreadful was the din
Of hissing through the hall, thick swarming now
With complicated monsters … —“Paradise Lost,” Book X
2025
A nurse gathers up the afterbirth. My mother * had been howling but now could sleep. * By this time I am gone—also gathered up * & wheeled out. Above my jaundiced face the nurses hover. * Outside, a scab commands a city bus. The picketers battle cops * & ten thousand Soviet conscripts in goggles * kneel & cover their eyes.
2011
On the Forty-Ninth Birthday of "The Day Lady Died"
It is 3:00 in the torpid New South, three days past Bastille Day & yes this is the form you fashioned, isn't it?
2012