Larry Levis Wind Poems

  • 1.
    Those twenty-six letters filling the blackboard
    Compose the dark, compose
    The illiterate summer sky & its stars as they appear

    ...
  • 2.
    One was a bay cowhorse from Piedra & the other was a washed out palomino
    And both stood at the rail of the corral & both went on aging
    In each effortless tail swish, the flies rising, then congregating again

    ...
  • 3.
    No matter how hard I listen, the wind speaks
    One syllable, which has no comfort in it--
    Only a rasping of air through the dead elm.

    ...
  • 4.
    My father once broke a man's hand
    Over the exhaust pipe of a John Deere tractor. The man,
    Ruben Vasquez, wanted to kill his own father
    With a sharpened fruit knife, & he held
    ...
  • 5.
    Now that the Summer of Love has become the moss of tunnels
    And the shadowy mouths of tunnels & all the tunnels lead into the city,

    I'm going to put the one largely forgotten, swaying figure of Ediesto Huerta
    ...
  • 6.
    All winter
    The trees held up their silent hives
    As if they mattered.
    But on one main street of bars and lights,
    ...
  • 7.
    Some called it the Summer of Love, & although the clustered,
    Motionless leaves that overhung the streets looked the same
    As ever, the same as they did every summer, in 1967,
    Anybody with three dollars could have a vision.
    ...
  • 8.
    --The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968
    --for my brother

    Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill.
    ...
Total 8 Wind Poems by Larry Levis

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