Escapes for Julie Hay, circa April 26, 1986
by Diane di Prima I thought I was teaching Thought I knew some thing Till she came to my door, one baby in a stroller, one toddler held onto
A New Revolutionary Letter
by Diane di Prima they’re us & we’re starving for water for land for air a place to sleep or they’re our
The Lord’s Last Prayer
by Lawrence Ferlinghetti Our father whose art’s in heaven Hollow be thy name Unless things change Thy kingdom come and gone Thy will will be
A Big Bouquet of Haiku for Joko Dave Haselwood
by Michael McClure THE WING – FACE OF THE LITTLE BROWN MOTH looks up desperately MY MOSS HEAD (tiny red maple leaves, lichens) makes light
Infernal Muses
by Philip Lamantia GO! my calfheaded drone! O sheep faced Ana Stekel turning into dove’s dung, Ana Black Ana Noir over niagra of bureau lips,
Boobus
by Philip Lamantia Last night Mike told me he believed the stars are alive Today we walk with the yellow haired child Eyes of the auctioneer’s