I did not know whether to resent my dreams; almost concealed behind an excess of emotion. I continued the length of the night: time stagnates here.
Time Stagnates
Summer Night
How could I sleep on a summer night the sky starless and heavy, A velvet drape drawn over me.
On the Roof
On the roof of the car with the sky starless, I could lie there all night.
Saturday Night
A lonely Saturday night. No thoughts, a tranquil house and a simple disposition of everything pleasant.
Spring
Day and night patiently enduring the gradual return back to soft thaw winds, and warm sunshine. The snow is quite gone darling, spring so sweet I feel that it would cure you.
Field of Ebony
So far from the city the stars brilliant on a field of ebony. Star-specked stillness. It was grass and silence of night.
Gray Dream
The night came. I sat alone my gray dream gathering. I see him in the ghost of it - my sweet transcendent pain.
New York
Late night New York this city dotted by bright gas stations and diners, strung with insomniacs, waitresses, and lunatics.
Poetry I’d Written
I found him as beautiful as a dream. My head ran from morning til night. Ah, the poetry I'd written.
