Bill Knott Light Poems
- 1. (desire)threadbare(desires)
-to S.
The light lay in shreds across the bed,
only your waking could make it whole;
... - 2. Excerpts From The Diary Of Damocles
I don't dare speak too loudly,
some timbres could be fatal--
that string is not too strong
... - 3. Poem (chicago)
'My age, my beast!' - Osip Mandelstam
On the lips a taste of tolling we are blind
The light drifts like dust over faces
... - 4. Picture
Meadow of matchsticks,
soon to be rekindled
by Spring the incendiary.
... - 5. The Unsubscriber
Like all children, you were a de facto
Member of the Flat Earth Society,
Believing nothing but what you could see
Or touch or whatever sense led act to
... - 6. Poem (as Your Light Side Trees Shy...)
At your light side trees shy
A kneeling enters them
... - 7. Poem
At your light side trees shy
A kneeling enters them
... - 8. (poem) (chicago) (the Were-age)
'My age, my beast!' - Osip Mandelstam
On the lips a taste of tolling we are blind
The light drifts like dust over faces
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