Jack Spicer Blue Poems
- 1. Concord Hymn
Your joke
Is like a lake
That lies there without any thought
And sees
... - 2. Ode For Walt Whitman
<I>A Translation for Steve Jonas</i>
Along East River and the Bronx
The kids were singing, showing off their bodies
... - 3. Berkeley In Time Of Plague
Plague took us and the land from under us,
Rose like a boil, enclosing us within.
We waited and the blue skies writhed awhile
Becoming black with death.
... - 4. Radar
A Postscript for Marianne Moore
No one exactly knows
Exactly how clouds look in the sky
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