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Author: ESHLEMAN, CLAYTON
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Eshleman, Clayton    Poet's Biography
417 poems available by this author


1802 BLAKE BUTTS LETTER VARIATION       
First Line: Saturday noon iwalked out of my house


1906. MAURICE TUCHMAN WRITES: 'TWO OF HIS OLDER BROTHERS CON       
Last Line: Wind as porous disturbance pointillistically dispersing the coagu- %lated smoke that was life


30-OCT-94       
Last Line: Drafting her battle, like I once drew her bath


9:50 AM, JUNE 1. I'M OUT IN THE WORLD, PLACED IN A METHODIST       
Last Line: Ascendant venus, perpetually puckered up inside for that first nipple of light


ABANDON HERE ALL YE WHO ENTER HOPE       


ABRI DU CRO-MAGNON WAS EARLIER ABRI DU       
First Line: Cramagnon, emphasizing the craw %off the site
Last Line: I translate as: big hole man


ADHESIVE LOVE, SELS.       
First Line: Embracing, fervently embracing, in the embrace itself the bud of


AFFIRMATION'S WAKE       
First Line: The world is charged with the havoc of man'
Last Line: Sucking through her mother air


AFTER PINDAR       
First Line: The siberian greco-roman wrestler
Last Line: Autumn sings, in singe with winter's fangs
Subject(s): Pindar (522-440 B.c.)


AGAIN THE TOMBSTONES BREAK FROM THEIR HUDDLE AND LINE UP       


ALEISTER CROWLEY AND LATER, KENNETH GRANT, SOUGHT TO HANG THE       
Last Line: That occasionally opens just a crack in orgasm


ALL THE ONLY ONE       
First Line: The anguish of giving birth to warriors
Last Line: Shimmers we use like fans to disguise our fangs


AMAZING TO BE THIS BIPEDAL JUGGERNAUT       
Last Line: In frankenstein to the lightning of the shamans


AMERICAN SUBLIME       
First Line: For your father' he said


AMPHIMIXIS       
First Line: Deep in the body wilderness
Last Line: At which your whole life %tugs


AN ENIGMATIC SIGNIFIER        Recitation by Author
Subject(s): Mothers; Cats


AND JUST WHAT ARE YOU UP TO NOW, DEMANDED MOTHER. WELL, I'M       
Last Line: Trick, dashed my doodle!


AND THE NUDE WITH LITTLE DRAWERS?       
Last Line: Dali as christ, %surrounded by mocking tourists


ANIMALS OUT OF THE SNOW       
First Line: Caryl and I were visiting the young poet stephen smith
Last Line: Spread-eagled in nighty, sleeping soundly


ANTINOMIAN WINDOWS       
First Line: I fear a louse of phantasmagorical energy
Last Line: Shield against which men have crushed the underworld
Variant Title(s): Under Louse Arres


ANYWAY YOU FLAKE IT       
Last Line: Bacteria %are %breathing us %alive


APOTHEOSIS       
First Line: Where clouds %temple the horizon, realms of whitened


ARIADNE'S REUNION       
First Line: I was called out into the forest to box


ARTAUD IN A PHONE BOOTH       
Last Line: The booth filling with artaudanola blood


AS I STOPPED TO SLIDE THE SALMON IN TO BAKE       
Last Line: The redbud %its wreath


AS SHE RECEDES, LIVING STILL       
Last Line: It is our only refuge


AS SHE RISES, OR SEEMS TO HOLD       
Last Line: In its bark helmet, the serpentine


AT LABASTIDE       
First Line: We were without a key, and it was pouring as we sloshed
Last Line: Stretches in mind in minotaur embrace


AT THE CLEVELAND MUSEUM OF ART       
First Line: A woman pulling all her irritation through her tongue


AT THE HEARTH OF ARGUMENT       
First Line: Mother %smell the timbre of symphonies
Last Line: Feel my threadbare self %replacing him


AT THE HINGE OF CREATION       
Last Line: Visionary semen issues from his brush


AT THE LOCKS OF INFINITY       
First Line: When I generalize my mind, any one or thing is a mine to be explored
Last Line: A main at the locks of infinity. Between black cracks the numbers shine!


AT THE SPEED OF WINE       
First Line: The balloon glass, the swirl


AT XOCHICALCO       
First Line: #name?
Last Line: A spider the size of a field mouse digesting a hummingbird %while it whirrs


ATMOSPHERE, LES EYZIES       
First Line: Lazy pin-ball machine of bird sound balls
Last Line: About which unknowingness drinks


AURIGNACIANS HAVE THE FLOOR       
First Line: Now I subtract myself from the industrial


AUTO       
First Line: My name is charles bernstein


BACK OF MY HEAD IS HOLLOW       
Last Line: Nora ash %the possessive disappears


BAPTISM OF DESIRE       
First Line: Starting in again, a glass of cold water I


BARCAROLE       
First Line: This evening the sky over les eyzies
Last Line: Pure loss pours through. I'm home


BASHIO THRILL OF SETTING FORTH       
Last Line: With x-ray screens in the gods' octopodal eyes


BASHO THRILL OF SETTING FORTH       
Last Line: The x-ray screens in the gods' octopodal eyes


BASRA HIGHWAY       
First Line: I can't get out of my embrace
Last Line: Can't get this briar word through my urethra


BEFORE THE WALL    Poem Text    
First Line: Unless you attack what is wrong, in you, and in your world


BEHEADING       
First Line: Caravaggio suddenly appeared in the biblically
Last Line: He is always present as the ghost of the above


BELOVED (THE FILM)       
Last Line: I cannot be reached


BEYOND REPAIR,' SHE SAID       
Last Line: She wants all life to reign. Pile. And scour


BEYOND THE SHADOW, DOUBT. WITHOUT A SHADOW, NO DOUBT       
Last Line: Of doubt. Without the great test of doubt, we are the shadow


BILL       
First Line: The waiter arrive, with their byzantine platters


BILL       
First Line: The waiters arrive, ...


BISON KEYBOARD       
First Line: Onto the keyboard of a concert grand bud powell shot his fingers


BISON OF REDBUD LEAVES STUTTERING IN TORRID 5 PM SUN. GHOST       
Last Line: Train platform taking out bison metaphor by metaphor


BLOODMARE       
First Line: And where might I find, within or without
Last Line: The anti-greed to let the lived-before %undergo an acid bath


BLOODROCK       
First Line: If they wonder why I write of menstruation
Last Line: Swerve, her turn within and to me


BLUE ZONE    Poem Text     Recitation by Author
First Line: Ann's ocean was above her head this afternoon
Subject(s): Blue (color)


BLUES    Poem Text    
First Line: Convexcavatious day
Subject(s): Blues (mood); Concentration Camps


BLUES FOR BYZANTIUM    Poem Text    
First Line: Clangs of yeats like blues
Subject(s): Music & Musicians; Yeats, William Butler (1865-1939)


BLUES FOR BYZANTIUM       
First Line: Clangs of yeats like blues
Last Line: - the killed-out image hovering, %archangelic toy in late air


BOOK OF YORUNOMADO       
First Line: Over coffee, alone


BOTTOMLESSNESS OF THE ADVENTURE AND       
Last Line: Blue tongue from which I am cut


BRATTLEBORO VT: SHINY SCARLET IVY WITH DARK RED METHODIST BRICK       
Last Line: Magma. Men should praise woman's liminal, bronze red bake, ever %molting, ever still


BRECCIA CRECHE       
First Line: In this dream, the wraith
Last Line: Touched by our tool-embedded hands


BRIDGE AT THE MAYAN PASS       
First Line: Five nights stone


BROWN STUDY       
First Line: Lying in bed, late at night, feeling her otherness
Last Line: To experience difference as equality


BROWN THRASHER       
First Line: The glass breaking in the treetop


BUD POWELL, 1925-1966       
First Line: The notice, dead at 41, kings county hospital, reached me at 20 when
Subject(s): Jazz; Music & Musicians


BUD POWELL, 1925-1966       
First Line: The notice, dead at 41, kings county hospital, reached me at 20 when
Last Line: When it was needed, shoveled in earth
Subject(s): Jazz; Music And Musicians


CARRION GOSSIP       
First Line: Turning on the spit, dream basted
Last Line: In the backs of people! We will never meet


CEMETERIES OF PARADISE    Poem Text     Recitation by Author
First Line: Said to caryl at day's end, this is home


CEMETERIES OF PARADISE       
First Line: Said to caryl at day's end: this is home
Last Line: Negation, with swaying wordflora, %the alpha veil still refuses to unravel


CEMPASUCHIL       
First Line: Odysseus' ofrenda
Last Line: Protected by barbed-wire


CHAOS OF THE WISE       
First Line: Why this yearning to travel
Last Line: For a sensation of life wedded to its origin


CHATEAU L'HERM       
First Line: Rorschach-patterned as if the word chateau


CHILDREN OF THE MONOSYLLABLE       
First Line: I saw a fist %gripping a streaming


CHILDREN OF THE MONOSYLLABLE       
First Line: I saw a fist


CHINESE MOUNTAINS DOWNED IN MOSS       
Last Line: Creative life as punctuation to nature's calligraphic brambles


CHROMATIC LEVERS       
First Line: As alcohol turns pleasure to a sudden vex


CLUTCHES       
First Line: At skhul, a man died clutching the mandible of a wild boar
Last Line: Told me, clutching an issue of sulfur


COGOLLO       
First Line: Driving back from your reading at irvine


COLOR RAKE OF TIME       
First Line: I dreamed that all artists were friends


COMMARQUE       
First Line: Why is it ruins are so compelling


CONCERNING YOUR JUMPING BEAN STATUS,' MY MOTHER CONTINUED       
Last Line: Pummeling self-purged semen into sidereal sunyata


CONSTRICTOR       
First Line: The old boy's club of the bad in cog with the old boy's club of the good
Last Line: Alley abortion room with eight feet of her intestines in a paper sack


CONVERSATION PIECE       
First Line: Pardon me, robert browning, for some time I've wanted to
Last Line: And heifer eve hump entranced before a writhing chef d'orche


COOKING    Poem Text    
First Line: I slide down like a fireman into a cauldron-shaped machine
Subject(s): Food & Eating; Poetry & Poets


COOKING       
First Line: I slide down like a fireman into a cauldron-shaped machine
Last Line: Is the delicious thrust and realization


COOL GREY SEPTEMBER FLOW THROUGH THE CHESTNUTS, LEAF FLUTTER SO       
Last Line: Human, giacometti-wrapped in erasure, restarts, and retreats?


COPROATAVISM       
First Line: I rose up in the night, shat


COPULATION'S DEPTH       
Last Line: Blood's blossom %set in cream


CORMAN       
First Line: Wild seas (ya %to dado shoring up
Last Line: Into rock absorbing %cicada sounds


COUGNAC, 2007    Poem Text    
First Line: The mutilated man shall mount the mammoth,
Subject(s): Caves; Caverns


CREATION       
First Line: I raise for you


CROCUS BUD       
First Line: The vise of jung thrills me less than spider


CRONE       
First Line: I had tried to keep her balled up


CROSS SECTION OF THE INCARNATION       
First Line: Christ's ear fermented in van gogh's absinthe
Last Line: Packed, sprints, in place, toward us


DARGER       
First Line: Facing darger 34 floors below %can I reach his station?
Last Line: Radiant sweetness emptied by shot-gun into dot-eyed zombies


DE KEENING'S WOMAN: 1       
First Line: Is the first in a series, probably not
Last Line: Which somehow spins the web of life.'


DE KOONING'S EXCAVATION       
First Line: To be in the stroke
Last Line: Chockablock in adam's pooped huitzilopochtlian sneer


DE KOONING'S EXCAVATION: 1       
First Line: To be in the stroke %to be a 'slipping glimpser'
Last Line: It invites us to set the primal scene on fire


DE KOONING'S EXCAVATION: 2       
First Line: Tectiformic anchor sunk in airless kinetic duress
Last Line: Chockablock in adam's pooped huitzilopochtlian sneer


DE KOONING'S FEBRUARY       
First Line: The observational, %vanished, figures emerge
Last Line: A congo ghost (and now I see both eyes %goat-like, pleading %adorned and bladed


DE KOONING'S WOMAN I    Poem Text    
First Line: Is the first in a series, probably not
Subject(s): De Kooning, Willem (1904-1997); Paintings & Painters


DEATH OF BILL EVANS       
First Line: Three inch caramel-colored field slug


DEATH OF GOD SURE TAKES A LONG TIME TO FAIL       


DEATHLESS SIBYL, YOU APPEAR TO ME AS AN ANCIENT FOETAL CANARY. I       
Last Line: Your crucial remove


DEBRIS       
First Line: It was crucial to see that my face in water
Last Line: Dipped in liquid gold


DEEDS DONE AND SUFFERED BY LIGHT       
First Line: One can glimpse apollo in the door of each thing
Last Line: Is the rich, black music in mother's tit


DELECTABLE ATMOSPHERE OF A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM       
Last Line: Caper red onion butter. A ulyssean homecoming everytime I step %out of the shower


DERRIDA LIKE A VIRUS IN ARTAUD'S TEXTS, AUTOCATALYTICALLY SPREADING       
Last Line: Did, to view the appearance of a 'holy man' on hotel artaud's %shit-smeared balcony


DIAGONAL       
First Line: You walk away across


DICKINSON ON THE CUPULES GOUGED IN A BURIAL SLAB AT LA FERRASSIE       
Last Line: Makes that ferocious room %a home


DIRTINESS OF DEATH       
Last Line: Must poetry become infected to truly live?


DOES SOUTINE, STARING AT A HANGING RABBIT, RELEASE SOME OF HIS OWN       
Last Line: Through the waves of a semen-cream drape


DOUBLE PELICAN       
First Line: I dip my spout into your sex
Last Line: Tentacles of human coherence


DRAGON RAT TAIL       
First Line: Where my hope, naive


EACH STANDS ALONE ON THE HEART OF THE EARTH       
Last Line: All at once %evening. %(quasimodo


EL MOZOTE       
First Line: Lieutenant colonel domingo monterrosa
Last Line: Rufina amaya marquez, el mozote's only witness!


EMERGENCE       
First Line: Anna della


EMILY: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOPSCOTCH?       
Last Line: Close enough to paradise to learn that he could not get in


EQUAL TIME       
First Line: Somehow it seems wrong


EVOCATION I       
First Line: I walk in a fury


EXCAVATION OF ARTAUD       
First Line: Shaman of obsession - I said at his tomb


EXILES       
First Line: Wreaths of wild chrysanthemums
Last Line: Each swimming its own way


FACELESS LAUSSEL RAISES HER BLOOD-FILLED VAGINAL HORN       
Last Line: Drink from your own eyes


FANTASIA ON OLSON'S ULLIKUMMI       
First Line: What were the ideas at 4000 bc


FIRST TRIP TO KYOTO, JANUARY 1962; HAVING PULLED AWAY FROM THE       
Last Line: It was here, at this moment, I began my own transformation


FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 1. REVERBERATIONS       
First Line: Our journey had ceased to advance
Last Line: The matrix springs of night
Variant Title(s): Reverberation


FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 2. AFTER READING ACKROYD       
First Line: There is no place in which imagination
Last Line: Ancestral bellows pumped through him may end here
Variant Title(s): After Reading Ackroyd's Blak


FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 3. HELMET       
First Line: Last night I saw my face ub my penis's head
Last Line: This womb this bell
Subject(s): Poetry And Poets


FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 4       
First Line: Scarletherine ivy grappled to methodist (menstrous) brick
Subject(s): Poetry And Poets


FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 5. UNLEAVING       
First Line: I threw myself on the half-strewn ground
Last Line: The snow to come, its lees
Variant Title(s): Unleavin
Subject(s): Poetry And Poets


FOO TO THE INFINITE    Poem Text    
First Line: Play vanilla,' lester young is said
Last Line: "play vanilla, I say to him, and he to me: ""play dead."
Subject(s): Jazz; Music & Musicians; Young, Lester ('prez') (1909-1959)


FRACTURE       
First Line: The crutch you hand to another


FREEING THE MOMENT FROM THE HOUR, YOUR FACE       
Last Line: A raindrop in thunder's waste immensity


FRIENDSHIP       
First Line: Koki, I keep looking at you
Last Line: As you responded to so many


FROM THE GLASS WALL OF LISITA RESTAURANT, NIMES, NOVEMBER       
Last Line: To travel and feel ok about dining within the shadow gore %of the amphitheatre


GALACTITE       
First Line: A great earth mother lived in her angry cuban body


GARGOYLALIA POURING FROM THE GARGOYLE'S SNOUT CAN ALSO BE       
Last Line: Sensed in the unicorn's eyes


GISANTS       
First Line: In nantes, francois ii curbed


GIVERNY       
First Line: Nasturtium surplus. %water curls and lilies
Last Line: A few roses trellis overhead. %mucilaginous quince


GODS BURIED IN THEIR BURDENS LABOR EACH DAY TO DIE INTO THE DESIGN       


GORGEOUS GEORGE COMES POUNDING DOWN THE BEACH       
First Line: On the san diego freeway
Last Line: Shaped diners and saber-tooth perfume!


GRAND CASCADE       
First Line: Out of the mother %urn the now ending
Last Line: You place in my hand every time you speak


GRETNA GREEN       
First Line: I saw the beast
Last Line: No way we're going to get out %- but we did!'


GROUND       
First Line: Is it possible that language wears through
Last Line: All under leveling sea winds, gesticulates %asway


GUARDIAN       
First Line: Then I dreamed my way to henry miller


GUYTON PLACE       
First Line: Are we here only to throw away


GUYTON PLACE       
First Line: Is it our work to push doghouses, jeans
Last Line: All things in babel on earth's multifoliate cross


HADES IN MANGANESE       
First Line: Today I'd like to climb the difference
Last Line: Delivered dark paleolithic dimension


HAMILL       
First Line: How wild the sea is
Last Line: A single cacada's cry %sinking into stone


HARDBALL    Poem Text    
First Line: I see the raped and beaten black body
Subject(s): Racism; Racial Prejudice; Bigotry


HARDBALL       
First Line: I see the raped and beaten black body
Last Line: All those fleas we never wanted to name


HARDON, SEVERED       
Last Line: The hydra-hydrant gong


HART CRANE DRANK TO SPLIT OPEN THE AYAHUASCA CANTALOUP HE       
Last Line: Reading their interiors for signs - of the divine?


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 1       
First Line: Whose feathers do
Last Line: Banded with a name


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 10       
First Line: Trying to open the other
Last Line: Trying to gag my skull


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 11       
First Line: And if after so many gods
Last Line: To dump in life untouched


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 12       
First Line: Under death
Last Line: You are my seed


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 13       
First Line: Being pulls
Last Line: The masculine hardware


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 14       
First Line: To feel the earth's curve
Last Line: Laminating their lamentations


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 15       
First Line: X hs invied me to lunch today
Last Line: I am brassiered in, bewildered by so much in my hymn


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 16       
First Line: The office, filled with chinese laughter
Last Line: Of the world greyhound station


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 17       
First Line: Tehuana frida by victorian horrah
Last Line: Your insolent courage forced surrealism to frame your honest


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 18       
First Line: The glisten on sunset at 7
Last Line: With brickbats approaching the incubators


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 19       
First Line: Compressed charwoman -- I said to a fire hydrant
Last Line: In deathrow to an alarm


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 2       
First Line: Shit %we sisters never had a table
Last Line: For us to equal thee


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 20       
First Line: To hear the 'dess' in goddess
Last Line: Lip-clenched %hornet


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 21       
First Line: I am surrounded by laughter
Last Line: Penetrates my vertical assumption of the crown


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 22       
First Line: Two skeletons interdangle my own
Last Line: More accurately defined


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 23       
First Line: Eternity is the greatest consumer
Last Line: He will screw back in all my treasures


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 24       
First Line: Last night I had incarnation for dinner
Last Line: Birthday gift -- for the infinite


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 25       
First Line: Groupie to a holy grail
Last Line: I'll be my own fork, meal, and stove


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 26       
First Line: This is the savannah on which I worked
Last Line: The gravity of its hole %pullulation


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 3       
First Line: I live in the sky
Last Line: Kaleidoscope of nays


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 4       
First Line: To be an udder dripping in the lie
Last Line: A supporting beam in the tomb of m


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 5       
First Line: To the extent that I am injected
Last Line: I should say, I do -- I marry that suffering here


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 6       
First Line: To listen to each menstrual
Last Line: Jewish, trench aware, sun and moon expectant


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 7       
First Line: When poetry actually occurs
Last Line: I am handed out, homuncula


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 8       
First Line: I am my father's only unborn daughter
Last Line: Is doodling with the fumes


HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 9       
First Line: I came upon my mother, an unborn child
Last Line: Is my eaten-out navel in my hand unravelling


HORIZON THAT DOESN'T GO AWAY       
First Line: Wind in the chestnuts
Last Line: You must eat all my corpses


HOUSE WARMING       
First Line: Bei dao's upturned, spectacled face
Last Line: One could return %transcendence


HUMBABA       
First Line: The man whose face is composed of entrails
Last Line: Humbaba is the middle wall


I AWAKE AT 5 AM SEEING A SERBIAN BAYONET       
Last Line: The rootedness remains here, %no word is fully said


I AWAKE AT 5 AM SEEING A SERBIAN BAYONET       
Last Line: No word is fully said


I BLENDED ROSE       
First Line: The man who constellates dionysus has entered


I CONTINUE TO BE HAUNTED BY THE IMAGE OF A HETEROSEXUAL MAN WITH       
Last Line: Image of man' ever disappear and take his actuality with him?


I DECIDED THAT I KNEW NO MORE THAN ONE PERCENT OF EXISTENCE. I       
Last Line: Lost, having created, in effect, two book ends to mask my %encyclopedic ignorance?


I MET A MAN WHO TOLD ME EVERYTHING ABOUT A MAN. AS HE       
Last Line: Man was a sunday outing


I WRITE BELOW       
Last Line: And keep alive %a fertile queen


I, FREIDRICH SCHRODER-SONNENSTERN       
First Line: Must confess that while I am male
Last Line: A weight-lifter spider in a fly-infested tomb!


IF I WERE JOHN HEARTFIELD       
Last Line: Phanomatic caterpillar body soft as dark red smoke


IMAGINATION, A HORSE ENWEBBED IN A SEA WALL OF MOVING       
Last Line: The trenchancy of the abyssal pour


IMMERSION       
First Line: Night covered erection %still unavailable upon waking
Last Line: No longer pulling the spider sutures %brambling into my clause


IN 1919, IN CERET, WHERE LANDSCAPE       
Last Line: Get to be king of the hill


IN BEING SURROUNDED BY       
Last Line: In that blackness where conjoined parents %are molecules


IN THE BEGINNING WAS TOUCH, WALLS EVERYWHERE, SIGNED BY       
Last Line: Hispanola, on which I locate my lai


IN THE FLESH MAUVE OF DAWN       
Last Line: Sighted in life line talus


IN THE FLESH OF THE BLUE SKY SWALLOWS SQUEAK LIKE WORMS       
Last Line: Being, for 30,000 years, you've never been without stake


IN THE NOT TOO DISTANT FUTURE, CIVILIZATION WILL CONSIST OF DISNEY       
Last Line: Like archipelagos populated by entertainers, tourists, and refugees


INDETERMINATE, OPEN       
First Line: A dorsocaudad line %hovering %a ventral line
Last Line: The other an overturned vulva, %mouthless and %crossed out


INDIANA IN THE NIGHT SKY       
First Line: Again! Before the podium, the mass of yellow sheets
Last Line: Effacing my remarks, restoring its mother purity


INFANTS WHO, UNLIKE AUSTRALOPITHECUS       
Last Line: From the jaws of dinofelis barlowii?


INN OF SOMEWHERE       
First Line: When wame marsh stepped into a dream
Last Line: The metal of your ax burned into your lowing


INSIDE CARYLS LEFT SHOULDER        Recitation by Author
Subject(s): Surgery


INTENTION       
First Line: To write %as a sculptor carves, cutting a way to the unknown
Last Line: Rafting in each leaf medusa flowers


IRA       
First Line: A leaf, a weightlessness, a brother who never was, a little companion


JACKSON POLLACK RECLAIMED THE AURIGNACIAN FLOOR. HIS NEXT MOVE       
Last Line: Exposure of a mountain showing through a bison showing through a deer


JAGUAR OF BUBBLES IN THE TOILET BOWL       
Last Line: Hums against my lungs


JUDY CLOUDBURST, LUCIFLAILING MAPLES       
Last Line: To be in the rush of the core, to feel %the rout side


JUNK MAIL       
First Line: I have been invited to the third creativity and madness conference
Subject(s): Junk Mail


JUNK MAIL       
First Line: I have been invited to the third creativity and madness conference
Subject(s): Junk Mail


JUST BEFORE SUNDAY MORNING       
First Line: Congruence of the glyphic


KERLESCAN, 1985       
First Line: The opened loaded %field


KERLESCAN, 1987       
First Line: The stone fins all %veering at 6 pm toward


KIND OF MOISTURE ON THE WALL       
First Line: Suppose earliest consciousness is worked off the shape of certain


KROGER LEAVER EMERGES FROM NO CHRIST CAVE, BUT FROM       
Last Line: Skinned brazilian trees become charcoal become pig iron used in its steel


LACK OF A SISYPHUS LOAD       
Last Line: An atom in the fulgurating lift off


LANGUAGE ORPHAN       
First Line: The I


LE COMBEL       
First Line: The hollow' %intestinal %prolongation of pech-merle
Last Line: To know thyself is to give a self to no


LEAKY VESSELS       
First Line: Said pinocchio to cinderella
Last Line: An ice-cube invaded by your ruddy hearth


LEMONS       
First Line: These lovely freaks, skins


LES EYZIES NIGHTS       
First Line: A single smoking road runs


LESS AND LESS WHOLLY ABSORBED, AWARE       
Last Line: Is forced to build with temple bricks %a latrine


LIBERATION FOOTAGE       
First Line: Naked corpses dragged and dumped
Last Line: But it is only through pleistocene mercy that we're still here


LICH GATE       
First Line: Waiting, I rest in the waiting gate
Last Line: Rubber ball bouncing against the stone hoop


LIKE VIOLETS, HE SAID       
First Line: Jacques marsal [1925-1988] in dapper suede slippers would lead
Last Line: Sayable eternity, right under the dust


LIMB FILLED PANE       
Last Line: Leaflorescentreign %limb filled pane


LITTLE MOON WORM    Poem Text    
First Line: Slugs/asleep in the sink


LOADED SLEEVE OF HADES       
First Line: There is in you someone


LOOKING AT HANS BELLMER DRAWINGS       
Last Line: Pulling open her belly brickwork to inspect the foetal lounge


LOOKING FOR A HOUSE       
First Line: The ad had said the tallest trees in town nothing about the house itself


LOOKING UP THROUGH THE CHRISTMAS TREE AT 51       
First Line: So, I'm buried here, happily buried


LOSS OF ETERNITY       
Last Line: Gospel according to bird


LOSS OF ETERNITY       
First Line: Its effect on the poetic line
Last Line: Done wore the motherfucker out!' %--gospel according to bird


MAGDALENIAN       
First Line: From the waist up, she is mostly headstone


MAGGOT IN EVERY ARTIST'S CRAW IS HIS ENSIGN OF LIFE       


MAITHUNA       
First Line: Caryl's delicate hand - reaching - in sleep


MAN AND BOTTLE       
First Line: To be drunk is to be on knees praying


MAN AS A REFRIGERATED CREATURE. CONDITIONED OVER ICE AGES, HE       
Last Line: Experience the culinary fate he has, when free to, meted out to others


MAN WITH A BEARD OF ROSES       
First Line: A constructed indwelling, an antiphonal swing


MARGINALIA TO BAUDELAIRE       
First Line: Do you recall, my soul
Last Line: Braided on the mobile corral of our shoulders and arms


MASTER HANUS TO HIS BLINDNESS       
First Line: Inside staranova synagogue


MATRIX, BLOWER       
First Line: I was going many ways at once
Last Line: It is mind from scratch that leads


MATTHEW'S BIRTH       
First Line: This son who's appeared to us


MEDITATION ON MARWAN'S FACES       
First Line: The flats of the human face
Last Line: Darken to the chink through which we enter niaux


MEDUSA MUST HAVE HAD A HEADFUL OF EGGS TO HATCH ALL THOSE       
Last Line: Were revealed to contain a carnivorous mouth


MEMORIAL TO THE GRAND       
First Line: In my dead father's dreaming there is


MENHIRS       
First Line: Rock as grotesque egg, out of which we doomed sinners


MET GLANCES / TELEGRAPH BACK       
Last Line: With balls for ballast


MEXICO, 1959       
First Line: Other who bears me, shoulders upon which
Last Line: Might we, voice to void, direct their roaming


MICHAUX, 1956       
First Line: There is in michaux an emergent face/non-face always in formation. Call
Last Line: Feelers attached to ceilings of hyena vaginas


MINOTAUR GRIEF       
First Line: I'm disturbed by the want - biological


MISTRESS SPIRIT       
First Line: The angel is a font brimming


MORTIFIED CITIZEN       
First Line: My soul's grief is
Last Line: Zero in its self-embrace


MOST JUST, I GUESS, TO FIND YOU       
Last Line: We are in orgy at every moment (too many unused parts


MOVING       
First Line: These rooms which will become


MUDRA       
First Line: I have taken off the vallejo ring
Last Line: The witherlines streaking through my hand %leap the ring loss


MY GATE IS IRED BY ARTAUD, AUSTERED BY VALLEJO       
Last Line: My own work is and is not beholden


NAME ENCANYONED RIVER       
First Line: Hello and farewell, cesar vallejo, at the margin of


NATAL DAEMON       
First Line: The navel


NAVEL OF THE MOON       
First Line: The man who is always wanting to see now knew
Last Line: There are only exploded bridges


NEANDERTAL SKULL       
First Line: Flared sockets under %bulging brow ridges tough as tusks
Last Line: Neandertal took the paleolithic's full assault


NEED TO SPEAK AS MAN: ANCIENT BARDIC HUBRIS       


NEGATION'S MATE       
First Line: One translates artaud by wrapping a page of his writing about
Last Line: What has been left out, always the book to be written


NEGATION'S PARTICLES       
Last Line: No wonder language poetry %no wonder


NIEMONJIMA II       
First Line: And yorunomado stood in the howling bay, waves


NIGHT AGAINST ITS LIT ELASTIC       
First Line: He stayed up late, staved off sleep, wandered, drank


NIGHTCRAWLERS       
First Line: Last night it was not ophelia but nora jaffe crawling the milky way
Last Line: Through the goal posts of life!'


NO ONE HAS RETURNED FROM DEATH       
Last Line: #name?


NOCTURNAL VEILS    Poem Text     Recitation by Author
First Line: In bed, looking up at the light-peppered dark,
Subject(s): Night; Death; Paintings & Painters; Bedtime; Dead, The


NONOMIYA    Poem Text    
First Line: We were three friends
Subject(s): Friendship


NORA JAFFE       
First Line: The journey from the hand to paper


NORA'S ROAR       
Last Line: Tasting the lover as line tongue delirium into sense and registers home


NORN OF PLENTY       
First Line: Reminded that it was easter
Last Line: I saw william, off these glowing beams, plucking baby mice


NOT-SO-MYSTERIOUS KOAN       
First Line: I chanced upon my primal home
Last Line: Kafka's ax, rotating in outer space.'


NOTES ON A VISIT TO LE TUE D'AUDOUBERT       
First Line: Bundled by tuc's tight jagged
Last Line: Inscribe with the tuning forks of their wings


NOTES ON EXILE AND PARADISE       
First Line: The castle may be locked
Last Line: Fifes of exile: the pure nautilus of free waters, the pure mover of our dreams...'


NOTHING INCAPABLE OF IMAGE. FOR A MOMENT, NO MOMENT       
Last Line: Magnon shield reflects the shadow convulsions of the primal image scene


NOW NO POEM WANTS TO END       
Last Line: Acrawl about the planet


ODE TO REICH       
First Line: Wilhelm for you I would sit in the reverberation of the last supper


ODE TO THE MAN IN THE MOON       
First Line: Looking at a self-portrait by frida kahlo, one in which a monkey


OLDEST FLAVOR       
First Line: Spotting you in the house, a dearness


ON A PHOTOGRAPH OF GALL       
First Line: A mountainous shadow rains in stasis
Last Line: Ricochets %'a pyramid of granite night.'


ON ATGET'S ROAD       
First Line: The apple trees turn into light, a liquid light


ON SUNLIT GARAGE FRONT       
Last Line: Gripped in their protruding butts


ONE IF BY LAND, NONE IF BY VOID        Recitation by Author


ONE SENSES IN HER ART A LUXURIANT AMBIVALENCE       
Last Line: Whose attic is timbered meat


ORGASM       
Last Line: For also, in orgasm, all bones are on loan


OUR JOURNEY AROUND THE DROWNED CITY OF IS, SELS.       
First Line: Dolmens curved in luscious ways, mottled


OUR LADY OF THE THREE-PRONGED DEVIL       
First Line: Our lady of the caves
Last Line: Faceless suckers veil


OUT OF THE KAT GODEU       
First Line: Before I was free I was multiform
Last Line: Infant on his tongue


OUT OUR BEDROOM WINDOW ACROSS THE NEIGHBORS' CAR PARK BACK       
Last Line: Away. They hang there, the twins of nothing


OUT TO SHOW THEM       
First Line: What is laid upon us is to accomplish the negative; the positive it already
Last Line: Mankind - every apparition of matter.' %damned to give a damn


OUTTAKES       
First Line: He wanted the synthesis and the melee
Last Line: No ideas but in things


OVERCOATS OF EDEN       
First Line: In less than the pulsation of an artery it


OVERLOOKED, THE BARREN GROUND UNDER NOVEMBER       
Last Line: Overlooked, the thickness of time, %the instability of being


OY       
Last Line: Mantis probing, copulatory %invasion, rifted by %galactic wind


PAN'S SIGNAL TOWER       
First Line: Peak of the obsidian mountain swams


PASTORAL       
First Line: Foliage in breeze is apocalyptic harmony


PEOPLE OF ALL RACES IN MCDONALD'S, DEVOURING RAIN FORESTS       
Last Line: An era called: the death of eternity


PERMANENT SHADOW       
First Line: There is no connection between the death


PETER BEARD JUXTAPOSES DEAD AFRICAN ANIMALS WITH CELEBRITIES AND       
Last Line: Begin dinner with a giraffe foetus, and follow with caviar, %driftwood, and legs


PHEASANT IS RISEN       
Last Line: The disintegrating horizon of a subliminal ceret?


PHOSPHEBE GAUNTLET       
First Line: Phosphenes are geometrical percepts
Last Line: Phosphene and memory emery


PHOTO SEEN IN PERU, 1965: A HOLE IN THE GROUND AROUND WHICH       
Last Line: Colonized indigenous. Severed embracing arms around a pit of life


PHYSICAL TRAVELER       
First Line: I woke up pregnant by a wall


PICKED UP THE ROTTED DOORMAT       
Last Line: And there is my life under the doormat


PICKLED MEOW OF SILENCE       


PIT BULL LOOPED TO CATHEDRAL IRONWORK       
First Line: #name?
Last Line: A ringside window on the utterly moving %emptiness of being


PLACEMENTS I       
First Line: Anguish, a door, le portel, body bent over jagged rock, in ooze
Last Line: While we destroy the turf on which we actually stand


PLACEMENTS II       
First Line: An epeira centered in her web, afloat yet anchored between ground


PLACEMENTS III       
First Line: Image: mirror containing what I am and am not


PLEROMA       
First Line: Chestnut linden aflutter %sudden rain-promising gust
Last Line: Limestone forethinker, %the oolitic %promethea


POEM, A TUMOR-ENTANGLED, UMBILICAL SIGHT-LINE       


POETRY, A NATIVITY       
Last Line: On an excrement-flecked blade


POSITION PAPER       
First Line: It is always daybreak
Last Line: The frame %you mirror


POSTCARDS FROM CARNAC       
First Line: On the back of a postcard with a photo of 'le dolmen de mane-groh'


POSTCARDS FROM CARNAC       
First Line: Dear eliot & nina: this pack of menhirs


POWER ROOM       
First Line: The path along the rockface
Last Line: With the root history of our plasmic halo


PREGNANT STONE FOREVER DWELLING IN ITS STILL BIRTH       
Last Line: Maen ar ya. The rock of yes


PROLEGOMENA       
First Line: With toe in mouth
Last Line: And they builded golgonooza: terrible eternal labour!'


QUOTIDIAN SPECTRES       
First Line: November winds. Mammoths wheel and bay
Last Line: Being unloaded from a crate


RE CLOSURE       
First Line: Like rimbaud, we are diaper-reduced


REAGAN AT BITBERG       
First Line: Difficult and necessary to imagine the arsenal attached


REALITY IS A FEMININE WALL       
Last Line: Soft and cloud-like, a white hermitage with a skeleton of steel


REGISTER'S BEYOND       
First Line: Is a waiting room emptied of
Last Line: It is wombed in tombal fortitude, %expanded in curtailment


RHAPSODY ON A THEME BY VALLEJO       
First Line: When we are born our lies are twilight contoured
Last Line: In continuity %unfloored %moored %octapotable


RIFF    Poem Text    
First Line: Torrid july with its mottled shadow dazzlings
Subject(s): Hopkins, Gerard Manley (1844-1889)


RIVER'S TENT IS BROKEN       
Last Line: The link between the dull roots of modernism and %the confessional pyre


ROSES OF KADAR       
First Line: Say that as I caress you I introject the bomb, as the spider dines


SADDAM SHOULD FEED HIS PEOPLE       
Last Line: One man from power
Subject(s): Hussein, Saddam (b. 1937)


SADNESS IS WITHOUT EDGE       
Last Line: In whose slender figure my language %is hived


SANDSTONE GATE       
First Line: This happened long ago


SCARLET EXPERIMENT       
First Line: The challenge of wholeness, to offer the lower


SCORPION HOPSCOTCH       
First Line: Unexpectedly this morning I grasped


SELF-PORTRAIT BY A CAMERON MASK       
First Line: Crowned with octopi? %- a bowl-like rack of lizards
Last Line: Judgmental, pissed under my eyes, %concerned, too cautious


SENSING DUNCAN    Poem Text    
First Line: Do you know this poem by emily dickinson? Asked
Subject(s): Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886); Mothers


SEPPUKU    Poem Text    
First Line: Coming out of it, a curious
Subject(s): Japan; Motion Pictures; Japanese; Movies; Cinema


SHEELA-NA-GIG, THE WITCH IN THE WALL - SHE TAKES OFF! AND LIKE A       
Last Line: The way back to the om-matriculated other


SHMATTE VARIATIONS       
First Line: Dolls as witnesses, %at a toll gate
Last Line: Organs such as the gut diverticula and ovaries being forced out into the legs.'


SHORT STORY       
First Line: Begin with this: the world has no origin
Last Line: In language to be the world


SIENA       
First Line: Life deepens. Where one walks


SILENCE RAVING       
First Line: Patters, paters, apollo globes, sound


SKELETONS TALK TURKEY       
First Line: As autumn's wheaten quilt furls back
Last Line: Some are frozen, none are thawed


SNOW HOLD       
First Line: I watched what had fallen for several days


SO BE IT       
First Line: The suffocating nearness of mother
Last Line: Fragmentary constructions


SO NOW YOU AWAKE, THE LABYRINTH NEARLY TRAVERSED, STUNNED BY THE       
Last Line: Magnon wall, an understandable glyph


SOME COMMENTS BY THE LITTLE KING       
First Line: The worm in the fold. Discoloration on ankle
Last Line: Which white ants are words? Which ones ghosts?


SOME FUGAL LUBRICATION       
First Line: The horned one, cernunnos, was represented in the cross
Last Line: (from whose den %babies mysteriously issue in spring


SOME ROCK OFF WHICH TO TRAVEL        Recitation by Author


SOUTINE       
First Line: The smell of shit


SOUTINE'S PORTRAITS ARE MARVELOUS MACHINES OF CONSCIOUSNESS       
Last Line: Her coiling chair, a pythoness dredged, %battered, in moldy, foaming rose


SPARKS WE TRAIL       
First Line: Profiled on whitish-ochre calcite: %5 antlered stag heads
Last Line: The limestongue off which stagstalk is struck


SPELUNKING THE SKELETON       
First Line: Into the word wham I bent my mother


SPIDER IS THE SELF, WEAVING COHERENTLY IF ERRATICALLY A       
Last Line: Entangled with its huntress and her husks. All serve death's deepening


SPROUTING SKULL       
First Line: I let them shit on me


STALAGMYTHIC INSTANT       
First Line: As your soul, in league with extinction


STILL LIFE, WITH GRAPES & PEARS       
First Line: Deep licorice of the zurbaran conquest


STILL-LIFE, WITH AMERICAN VIOLETS       
First Line: The little pot of them in the beverly


STILL-LIFE, WITH FRATERNITY       
First Line: In dream, enormous tree-house, led up to be a ladder, a hive of


STILL-LIFE, WITH HUIDOBRO       
First Line: Two guinea hen legs, an artichoke bottom, in an earthen bowl
Last Line: Vision is not prior to reality, but reality is vision's mate


STRATA       
First Line: Apes treading reddened surf
Last Line: Had been thought to live


STUDY FOR A SELF-PORTRAIT AT 12 YEARS OLD       
First Line: In his grandfather's toilet


SUGAR       
First Line: With her hair set by her mother with water & sugar


SWAYING ON ITS CABLE, OVER THE HOGBACK ROAD       
Last Line: Four lanes of jungians coordinate their moves


TABLE OF ONE       
First Line: When I eat alone, I listen to my fork scrape
Last Line: A crisco- %lathered fist


TEMENOS       
First Line: Scene of the crime' on my mind, a creature going home


THALASSA VARIATIONS       
First Line: She lay back upon the sea, fully buoyed
Last Line: The imprint of uncontainable omega %life's twin


THANKSGIVING WITH MAYA       
First Line: Our underworld should be a shifting topos of peasants


THE ASCENT    Poem Text    
First Line: At midnight in


THE BOOK OF BARBARA    Poem Text    
First Line: Bruised ankle
Subject(s): Love


THE BOOK OF YORUNOMADO    Poem Text    
First Line: Over coffee, alone


THE KOREANS    Poem Text    
First Line: She said


THE SECOND    Poem Text    
First Line: Old ladies


THE TRANSLATOR'S EGO    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Translations And Translators


THERE IS A DEEP ROAD       
Last Line: A just-marooned atlantean %grasping his fate


THERE IS NEITHER FATHER NOR MOTHER       
Last Line: Of what in each artist must be a match %for the infinite


THERE IS NEITHER FATHER NOR MOTHER       
Last Line: Of what in each artist must be a match %for the infinite


THING IS, TO REMAIN IN NIGREDO       
First Line: All stages active, at once
Last Line: But so true %one's flesh falls away


THIS DICTIONARY IS MY FATHER'S BOOK       
First Line: I crocodiled it from him
Last Line: I am steeped in his unspeakable hell


TIRESIAS DRINKING       
First Line: On his hands in hades, head into odysseus's


TO ABYDOS       
Last Line: O mountain be %my tent!


TO BE INSIDE ROBINSON JEFFER'S HAWK TOWER IS TO BE INSIDE HIS       
Last Line: Berth for his life load


TO CRANE    Poem Text    
First Line: If you'd visit yunotsu


TO LEARN TO LOVE YOUR DEATH       
Last Line: Nora's spell, terrible to be a speck in this exchange


TO WRITE IN ACCORDANCE WITH WHAT I KNOW IS A DEAD END. I MUST DO       
Last Line: There is not merely destruction but vision


TOMB OF DONALD DUCK       
First Line: O my white, white father, you were the bell


TOWER       
First Line: Once, in prague, I think I glimpsed the ivory tower


TRAIN WHISTLE SIRENIAN THROUGH YPSILANTI, INDUSTRIAL, RUSTY, AS IF       
Last Line: Factory sounds in a single screaming clangor


TRIPTYCH       
First Line: I will hold my hand in this fire


TUXEDOED GROOM ON CANVAS BRIDE       
First Line: The artist in tuxedo with cigarette instead of brush


TWOMB       
First Line: The grand canyon of the mind


UN POCO LOCO    Poem Text    
First Line: Bud powell's story is never complete
Last Line: As the bastard spirit beyond her strength
Subject(s): Jazz; Music & Musicians; Powell, Bud (earl) (1924-1966)


UN POCO LOCO       
First Line: Bud powell's story is never complete
Last Line: As the bastard spirit beyond her strength
Subject(s): Jazz; Music And Musicians; Powell, Bud (earl) (1924-1966)


UNBUCKLED TONGUE        Recitation by Author


UNDER WORLD ARREST       
First Line: With a bite, the apple eater is surrounded
Last Line: God is moving over


UNICA ZURN        Recitation by Author
Subject(s): Zurn, Unica (1916-1970)


UNMADE BED WITH MOIST TRAILS OF THE UNMAKING. SINGS OF       
Last Line: Pleats. Shadowed calms. Orchid-gesturing bends


VARIATION ON A LINE BY POUND       
First Line: The humane man has amity with the hills'
Last Line: To offer amity the mane of hill


VARIATIONS ON JESUS AND THE FLY       
First Line: Homage to those who look through a fly's back in order to see


VENUSBERG       
First Line: Her hub is too inconstant, too
Last Line: For this is venus mountain


VISIONS OF THE FATHERS OF LASCAUX       
First Line: The animalhood has begun to slip ...'


VISIT FROM PAUL BLACKBURN       
First Line: It is white blood I need


WAKE AN ELEGY STIRS...SOMETHING TO BE LISTENED TO.       
Last Line: In which the water used doesn't want to leave


WALK VI       
First Line: Walked again over santa rosa bridge


WALLACE STEVENS, WHY DID YOU DESCRIBE REVOLUTIONARIES AS 'HAIRY       
Last Line: Peoples disappearing as I write?


WE'VE GOTTEN THE HALO OUT. THE HEAD IS STILL INSIDE.'       


WHEN DREAM CROSSED INTO CLOSED-EYE VISION, WHEN PHOSPHENE       
Last Line: Forms of mist and ice. Faceted crystalline beast head buried in beauty


WHILE I NEVER MET ANTONIN ARTAUD, I DID WITNESS HIS PERFORMANCE       
Last Line: Thirty-five, and have had many years to reflect on our fantastic %evening at vieux-colombier


WHITE NIGHTS / THE PEELINGS OF DAY       
Last Line: Revision, the stamina of vision


WHITMAN'S HAND LATHERED WITH CIVIL WAR. DICKINSON VOID OF       
Last Line: Imagination than now as the millennium bulges in its sty


WHY DO I SO MUCH WANT NO MEANING AS PART OF COMPOSITION       


WINDING THROUGH MY LANGUAGE       
Last Line: On which to cross


WINE GRAVEYARD       
First Line: It is raining quietly on the wine graveyard tonight
Last Line: Our natal bouquet, our floridity, our devastation


YACHATS, THE SHORE       
First Line: Looking into littoral fog
Last Line: Then 7 gulls in muscular goodbye


YELLOW GARMENT       
First Line: You were the girl