America I Used To Be A Communist

I Am Neither Romantic Nor A Visionary, And That Is My Weakness And Perhaps My Power; At Any Rate It Is One Difference. In Less Romantic And Visionary Terms, I Am A Jew, (with Powers Of Introspection And Eclecticism Attendant, Perhaps.) But I Am Alien To Your Natural Grace, To The Spirit Which You Would Know As A Participator In America.

No Rest Without Love, No Sleep Without Dreams Of Love- Be Mad Or Chill Obsessed With Angels Or Machines, The Final Wish Is Love -cannot Be Bitter, Cannot Deny, Cannot Withhold If Denied: The Weight Is Too Heavy

What Sphinx Of Cement And Aluminium Bashed Open Their Skulls And Ate Up Their Brains And Imagination

When It Snows In Your Nose, You Catch Cold In Your Brain.

What Is Obscenity? And To Whom?