sleep,

58

My lady was found mutilated,

26

My love, the song is less than sung,

54

My lover Peterson,

20

My rabbi has a silver buddha,

II6

Nothing has been broken,

I84

One night I burned the house

loved,

I90

Out of some simple part of me,

III

Out of the land of heaven,

7I

Poems! break out!

II)

Queen Victoria,

243

Several faiths,

I 32

She sings so nice,

2 3 I

She tells me a child built her house,

J2

Silence,

70

Snow is falling,

20I

So you're the kind of vegetarian,

I8J

Somewhere in my trophy room

I96

Strafed by the Milky Way,

IJ9

Suzanne takes you down,

209

Suzanne wears a leather coat,

I89

The big world will lind out,

174

The broom is an army of straw,

226

The coherent statement was made,

IJI

The day wasn't exactly my own,

88

The famous doctor held up Grandma's stomach,

92

The flowers that I left in the ground,

38

The miracle we all are waiting for,

IJ4

The moon dangling wet like a half-plucked eye,

28

The naked weeping girl,

II

The nightmares do not suddenly,

18I

The pain-monger came home,

1 1 5

The reason I write,

2JI

The snow was falling,

I75

The stony path coiled around me,

I 19

The sun is tangled,

21

The torture scene developed under a glass bell,

I I7

The warrior boats from Portugal,

I4

There are some men,

40

This could be my little,

ro6

This is for you,

221

This morning I was dressed by the wind,

216

Those unshadowed ligures, rounded lines of men,

5

Tonight I will live with my new white skin,

IJ7

Toronto has been good to me,

I64

Towering black nuns frighten us,

24

Two hours off the branch and burnt,

IJ8

Two went to sleep,

I9I

Under her grandmother's patchwork quilt,

65

244

Waiting to tell the doctor,

235

We meet at a hotel,

129

Whatever cities are brought down,

4 1

When I hear you sing,

194

When I meet you in the small streets,

232

When I paid the sun to run,

187

When this American woman,

IO

When we learned that his father

123

When with lust I am smitten,

67

When you kneel below me,

6I

When young the Christians told me,

3

Who is purer,

roB

Who will finally say,

234

With all Greek heroes,

r8

With Annie gone,

68

You dance on the day you saved,

172

You do not have to love me,

223

You have the lovers,

50

You know where I have been,

197

You live like a god,

229

You recited the Code of Comparisons,

165

You tell me that silence,

39

I 245

Document Outline

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

CONTENTS

I. Let Us Compare Mythologies

II. The Spice-Box of Earth

III. Flowers for Hitler

IV. Parasites of Heaven

V. New Poems

Index of First Lines

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