- 1. On The Great Atlantic Rainway
I set forth one misted white day of June
Beneath the great Atlantic rainway, and heard:
â??Honestly you smite worlds of truth, but
Lose your own trains of thought, like a pigeon.
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- 2. Talking To Patrizia
Patrizia doesn't want to
Talk about love she
Says she just
Wants to make
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- 3. Paradiso
There is no way not to be excited
When what you have been disillusioned by raises its head
From its arms and seems to want to talk to you again.
You forget home and family
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- 4. Variations At Home And Abroad
It takes a lot of a person's life
To be French, or English, or American
Or Italian. And to be at any age. To live at any certain time.
The Polish-born resident of Manhattan is not merely a representative of
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- 5. Bel Canto
The sun is high, the seaside air is sharp,
And salty light reveals the Mayan School.
The Irish hope their names are on the harp,
We see the sheep's advertisement for wool,
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- 6. The Magic Of Numbers
The Magic of Numbersâ??1
How strange it was to hear the furniture being moved around in the apartment upstairs!
I was twenty-six, and you were twenty-two.
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- 7. The Circus
I remember when I wrote The Circus
I was living in Paris, or rather we were living in Paris
Janice, Frank was alive, the Whitney Museum
Was still on 8th Street, or was it still something else?
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- 8. The Boiling Water
A serious moment for the water is
when it boils
And though one usually regards it
merely as a convenience
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- 9. Fresh Air
I
At the Poem Society a black-haired man stands up to say
-You make me sick with all your talk about restraint and mature talent!
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