Occupation: Poet Birth: January 5, 1926 Death: January 13, 2009
And you, whiner, who wastes your time Dawdling over the remorseless earth, What evil, what unspeakable crime Have you made your life worth?.
I have not learned how often I Can win, can love, but choose to die..
Late April and you are three; today We dug your garden in the yard. To curb the damage of your play, Strange dogs at night and the moles tunnel….
The sleek, expensive girls I teach, Younger and pinker every year, Bloom gradually out of reach..
I taught myself to name my name, To bark back, loosen love and crying; To ease my woman so she came, To ease an old man who was dying..
in darkness and in hedges I sang my sour tone and all my love was howling conspicuously alone..
I've been accused of humanizing the Nazis, to which I can only say, you can't blame me for that. God did that. Go talk to him. It's a strange thing f….
You must call up every strength you own And you can rip off the whole facial mask..