“In the fifties… we were so busy being cool that we didn’t know how to say the word love”
“More or Less Love Poems #11:No babeWe'd neverSwing together butthe syncopationwould be something wild”
“The only war is the war against the imagination.”
“It is still news to her that passioncould steer her wrongthough she went down, a thousand timesstrung outacross railroad tracks, off bridgesunder cars, or stiffglass bottle still in hand, hair softon greasy pillows, still it isnews she cannot follow love (hisburning footsteps in blue crystalsnow) & stillcome out all right.”