THE BUFFALOES are gone.And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.Those who saw the buffaloes by thousands and how they pawed the prairie sod into dust with their hoofs, their…

Night from a railroad car windowIs a great, dark, soft thingBroken across with slashes of light.

WHEN the jury files in to deliver a verdict after weeks of direct and cross examinations, hot clashes of lawyers and cool decisions of the judge,There are points of high…

THE SEA rocks have a green moss.The pine rocks have red berries.I have memories of you.  Speak to me of how you miss me.Tell me the hours go long and slow.  Speak…

LONG ago I learned how to sleep,In an old apple orchard where the wind swept by counting its money and throwing it away,In a wind-gaunt orchard where the limbs forked…

Wilson and Pilcer and Snack stood before the zoo elephant.      Wilson said, “What is its name? Is it from Asia or Africa? Who feedsit? Is it a he or…

Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas     turn rust and go soon.Already mid September a line of brown runs     over them.One sunset after another tracks the faces, the     petals.Waiting, they…

FROM the time of the early radishesTo the time of the standing cornSleepy Henry Hackerman hoes.  There are laws in the village against weeds.The law says a weed is wrong and…

Musings of a Police Reporter in the Identification Bureau You have loved forty women, but you have only one thumb.You have led a hundred secret lives, but you mark only    …

YOUR bony head, Jazbo, O dock walloper,Those grappling hooks, those wheelbarrow handlers,The dome and the wings of you, nigger,The red roof and the door of you,I know where your songs…