"April is the Clueless Month"

into indigo heart's depth
spirals the mortgage torsion

tomorrow i fasten it
to an island of alum

the passionate isopleth
moves on, sans one merged cudgel

on this morning of mystic
clathrates, i stalk the tombstone

Europa, keeping like a
ptarmigan, perfect sabbath

when i have a choice of pipes
i go for the jugular


"(but then almost the whole of the first edition of Wallace Stevens's Harmonium was remaindered. I bought two hundred copies at 18 ¢ a copy and gave all except one away)." --Kenneth Rexroth


Meanwhile, in Detroit...