Look: up every bone every sky every day every you– he goes working his way up blue earlobes from ocean goes thrown by rosesudden someone’s already tomorrow goes riding his bed of daysided gold goes skimming sleep countries from west to east until sudden rosestopped someone’s already earliness opens the back of the clock: he … More Mimnermos


When dawn, wearing golden sandals, awoke me, I began to crawl, burning, shivering, to my uncurtained window; Migrating birds streamed over the dark sea.   Who can quench the ingenious fires of cruelty? I was dreaming of white-fetlocked horses conferring in a meadow When dawn, wearing golden sandals, awoke me.   On my stopped loom, … More Fragments