The French Still Offer Sartre And Derrida

If A Man, Cautious, Hides His Limp, Somebody Has To Limp It! Things Do It; The Surroundings Limp. House Walls Get Scars, The Car Breaks Down; Matter, In Drudgery, Takes It Up.

Sociological Prose Is Generally Written Without Images In An Exact Form For An Academic Audience.

Every Noon As The Clock Hands Arrive At Twelve, I Want To Tie The Two Arms Together, And Walk Out Of The Bank Carrying Time In Bags.

The World Belongs Primarily To The Dead, And We Only Rent It From Them For A Little While. They Created It, They Wrote Its Literature And Its Songs, And They Are Deeply Invested In How Children Are Treated, Because The Children Are The Ones Who Will Keep It Going. The Idea That Each Of Us Has The Right To Change Everything Is A Deep Insult To Them.

The Best Poems Take Long Journeys. I Like Poetry Best That Journeys--while Remaining In The Human Scale--to The Other World, Which May Be A Place As Easily Overlooked As A Bee's Wing