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Wakoski
The Motorcycle Betrayal Poems
The Man Who Shook Hands
The Magellanic Clouds
read Difficult Loves and Alphabetical Africa
couldn’t read zukofsky A

Motorcycle p14

“I wonder how we learn to live with our faces”
“... The struggle to control it articulates the face.”

p26

“I’m already participating in a literary event”

p105

“for the poet,
the poem
is not
the measure
of his love. It is
the measure
of all he’s lost, a
never seen,
or what has no life,
unless he gives it life
with words”

p118

“and i let you come in
because at least it is a moment of pretense
that there is something there
besides an angry hole,
a gap.
a cold empty place.”

flecks of love seas of silence
flakes of love? it’s almost June