Poetry reading

Descent against the America of the '50s
Mr. Snyder reads his poems
he works, he writes, he reads
The real work, what is to be done, what is left
Daisy Zamora speaks now about the war
About her knapsack, about Nicaragua
She speaks of womanhood- of nothingness
your number one purpose is species continuation
Leaping without wings from the precipice
Leaping without wings into nothingness
I have nothing, I am nothing, I must die.

…and I think I'm melancholy?

Copyright 2003 by pauly hart

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