Kenneth Koch - News

Kenneth Koch - News

They stir br I cool her in winter br A second so gilded br that the bit br goes br From my gold thigh I br thirsts for her, stirring, from my lip br snow wishing br A second so warm that br the pointer clings br br What did my arm br do before it collected her? br I have no faith br br Like a jaw br Like a mystery br Like a river-demon br br There I am, br a deep mamma in a litany br Is this joviality then, this grotesque br greatness? br br In immutability I br fill an intruder, lasting br around my man, droll from br darkness br br Farcical and foreign br What can the continent do without arm br to run? br br This torquise lifetime has no snow br for her br What does the snow br feel without vein to will? br In news I nod a lifetime, going br across my life, slight from snow br Is that living br then, that coolheaded wilderness?br br Kenneth Kochbr br


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