What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon. In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations! What peaches and what penumbras
poems - Prose Poem
Though the name of the form may appear to be a contradiction, the prose poem essentially appears as prose, but reads like poetry.
|1997||Be Drunk||Charles Baudelaire|
|1990||The Secret of Light||James Wright|
|1986||The List of Famous Hats||James Tate|
|1984||A Supermarket in California||Allen Ginsberg|