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by David Lehman | |

May 8

 700 francs will get you $109.
91 on this muggy May afternoon which is good to know since I just found 700 francs in my wallet while Dinah Washington was singing "My Old Flame" I was thinking of where I was with Glen when Allen Ginsberg died and if I could relax for one hour if I knew what that felt like it would seem like a very long time to me so I'll have to settle for the next best thing warm rain on a cool May evening on Charles Street, turn left on West 4th, cross Sixth and turn right on MacDougal quick: make a sentence that has Spike Lee Son of Sam and Leonardo di Caprio in it Bob Dole says Viagra is a great drug that's the news, the weather I've already given you, and then I want to go into the bedroom and find your naked body in my bed you've stayed up waiting for me and I'm going to make it worth your while


by Barry Tebb | |

LETTER TO MICHAEL HOROVITZ

 It is time after thirty years

We had our Poetry Renaissance

Rise, Children of Albion, rise!

It is time after nightmares of sleep

When we walked the streets of inner cities

Our poems among the burnt-out houses

And cars, whispering compassion

To the addicts shaking and the homeless

Waking and those who have come apart

In the nowhere of today

Begging in stations

Sleeping in boxes.
It is time to find Our lost, those children I taught three decades ago To paint on ceilings With sticks of incense Rainbows of silence For John Cage To write on walls In luminous paint Pink haiku For Allen Ginsberg.
It is time to awaken and emblazon the sky With symphonies of sorrow, To draft the articles of war.
Poets of the Underground The doors have opened The ghost of Walt Whitman Grey-bearded, in lonely anguish Walks with us.