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Excerpt
The Lovers
Locked in love as the sky to its mock color
in a frieze of love like beauty in ancient profile
the lovers are a blantant litany
the lovers are hoarse with shouting of each other
their zeal eyeless and terrible
their moods promiscuous
as shiny black flies
Locked in love like the glowing bodies of wrestlers
in a panic of love as God pushes from every pore
the lovers laugh shrilly
the lovers see nothing funny
locked in love they are immortal
they are writhing in pain
Unlocked they would be like us
like us faintly quizzical
full-faced and glad of borders, walls,
ceilings, sills,
margins and boundaries and floors
and knowing what we are not
Locked in love they are tortured by Furies of thought:
Should one fail, what would the other do?
Should one lose faith, how would the other survive?
Mere death would canonize them
it is not mere death they fear
it is not mere death they fear
Reviews
- Publisher's Weekly, May29, 1978, p47
- Kirkus Reviews, July 1, 1978, p744
- Virginia Quarterly Review, Autumn 1978, p145
- Library Journal, October 1, 1978, p1988
- Choice, December 1978, p1371
- Stand, 1979, v20 n3 p73
- New York Times Book Review, April 29, 1979, p15, 59
- World Literature Today, Summer 1979, p512
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Contents
I. WOMEN WHOSE LIVES ARE FOOD, MEN WHOSE LIVES ARE MONEY
Women Whose Lives Are Food, Men Whose Lives Are Money
Visionary Adventures of a Wild Dog Pack
Hauled from River, Sunday 8 A.M.
Former Movie Queen, Dying of Cancer, Watches an Old Movie of Hers at a Film Festival in San Francisco
The Eternal Children
From the Dark Side of the Earth
II. METAMORPHOSES
Lovers Asleep
The Spectre
The Lovers
Fever Song
Addiction
Last Harvest
Holy Saturday
Skyscape
Metamorphoses
The Demons
At the Seashore
After Sunset
Guilt
Abandoned Airfield, 1977
III. THE RESURRECTION OF THE DEAD
If You Must Go and I must Stay
There Are Those Who Die
Pretty Death
The Suicide
The Broken Man
Enigma
Ice Age
Coronary Thrombosis
Preventing the Death of the Brain
Rumpled Bed
The Resurrection of the Dead
IV. PUBLIC OUTCRY
Happy Birthday
Public Outcry
American Independence
Gala Power Blackout of New York City, July '77
The Noisy Sorrowful Ones
Revelations
At Peace, at Rest
Wealthy Lady
He Traveled by Jet First Class to Tangier
V. MANY ARE CALLED
The Creation
Not-being
Love Poem
That
An Infant's Song
In Medias Res
Earth-Rituals
Fertilizing the Continent
Many Are Called
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