It is a nation of nothing but poetry . . .
It is a nation of nothing but poetry
The universities are sties John Wieners
has suffered the most Catholics
have a shame of the body The soul
lives in the body until it escapes Main Street High Street Court
where my auto
threw itself over
the crosswalk The sign read
your body
is to drop
its load
Your body
is a holy
thing
Your body
is a wave
of Ocean
Your eyelids
will reveal your soul, your mouth will
your clothes will fall
as you do
November
1962
