By John Wieners
San Francisco 1958-9, prefaces by way of L Warsh & F Howe
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It is terrible, he thought, to be a reporter of the instant. One has to be there all the time. He ate another. There was a hill behind the house, like a gargantuan guardian of the house. Its summit reaching a peak exactly in front of their front door, which opened onto a boardwalk which led to a piece of land not wider than 5 feet which ran between the hill and sea, along that little bay of houses which she called Cat Fisb Roru. Across the bay was another hill which she pointed out to him last night looked like an Egyptian mummy.
And despite other lovers, she gladly came back to him, courted him and made him feel at home. Her and her friend Margo up the row. That was good for him, he thought, rubbing orange stains offhis belly and spitting his sinus mucous inro the sea, pulling part of his skin offhis back as he moved too quickly, stuck as he was somehow to the green chair! The sun made his eyes squint and the nasal cavities behind them to discharge their flow down the back of his throat. He liked the taste. That was one thing he got being by the sea, sinus.
Sword in his hand, rocks To try my soul? for pay every inch oflife (oy) I move thru, swept over by it forgetting it is not eternal. That is the nature ofjoy that one thin&s it will go on forever. Pain is harder to bear. One forgets there too that this will end. No it sis not harder to bear. The non life the vacuum that is the thing I flee from. The most. And where the solace is. In this the writing. ame-colored satin. And a cushion of red in his head, beware maiden if you want to live chaste and mild.