«The restaurant was rouge from the electricity. / Chairs were soaked with the flesh of the feminine heap. / When the insulted conductor rushed in and explicitly / commanded musicians to weep. And, right away, the trumpet — swinging — / smacked the sated muzzle with a handful of copper te...»
«The moon is emerging. / It going to be here / soon. / Now, it hangs in the air, full and stark. / That is probably God, / with a divine / silver spoon, / groping in the fish-soup of stars. »
«Six. / As heavy as a blow. / "Render unto God… render unto Caesar…" / But where is someone / like me / to go? / What refuge or shelter is there? / If only I were / shallow, / like the Pacific Ocean, — / I’d rise on the tiptoes of waves / to caress the moon with the tide...»
«The hooves stomped faster, / singing as they trod: / — Grip. / Grab. / Rob. / Grub. — Wind-fostered, / ice-shod, / the street skidded. / Onto its side, a horse / toppled, / and immediately, / the loafers gathered, / as crowds of trousers assembled up close / on the Kuz...»