Sympathetic Manifesto: Selected Poems 1975-2015

"That's the deal with that day. Chrome, wet grass, windshields, the mind jumps you squint apart from jagged everything mirrors in sunlight. Anywhere. Santa Monica, Naples, filthy elegant Naples in the seat of my car, the return, you recognize the pattern nodding the constricted rhythm reluctant nod the surprised tightened breath, cyclic tint and the aura, the suddenness, the exactness it stays along side of you like a wind pulling all of your seams from a single thread-and you want to ask, but who are you going to ask? The vine petals spread the wall from the base up"--