There was a man of double deed, Who sowed his garden full of seed; When the seed began to grow, 'Twas like a garden full of snow; Wh...

Blessed is the man who, having subdued all his passions, performeth with his active faculties all the functions of life, unconcerned about t...

From "Jubilate Agno" For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God, duly and daily serving him. ...

Some time ago was I, mid-ocean, lost with dog. Unfortunate, drifting board to board until a skiff of three survivors did like our sha...

For some poets, poetry had come to seem implicated in or complicit with the crisis of personhood. The very qualities that give poetry power ...

Externally, he adapted: to the family surroundings that he left for good less than a year before dying; to the externals of dating and prete...

Antigone, as Lacan's figure for the beautiful, embodies this excess of the ethical over the aesthetic. The effect of her beauty, what La...

"Alas," said the mouse, "the world gets smaller every day. At first it was so wide that I ran along and was happy to see wall...

If the mind is the sword that stabs The heart and the heart is bleeding In the art and the woman is bleeding In the night where her love ...

While talking to my mother I neaten things. Spines of books by the phone. Paperclips in a china dish. Fragments of eraser that dot the ...

Berlin-Charlottenburg, April 10, 1917        Dear Sir,        You made me unhappy.        I bought your "Metamorphosis" as ...

It’s good to be neuter.              I want to have meaningless legs.                           There are things unbearable.             ...

I often teach a painting of Caravaggio’s, Supper at Emmaus. Christ is sitting before us in an alcove against the “back wall” of the pain...