I forget.

this poster. . . once thrilled me when I first saw it plastered glued pasted on the side of a building in an alleyway in Marseille. It’s the words at the top that pleased me so. Not parallel or equivalent, but I used to bounce my name off the empty walls in my head as “phoe-and-so-it-be.”

When I was but a small child, my grandparents would sometimes let me stay up to watch the Ed Sullivan Show and see the mouse, Topo Gigio. I was so tired I suppose but I loved that mouse and my memories of him blended with my dreams, which made him seem real, because real people were with him in the dreams.

He was alive in this happy moment in 1937

I am happy to present two other moments in the life of this animal-

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is how one must be in order to convince that very same one’s own self
that things may be better, or at least different, than they seem.

a rainbow on my birthday, in downtown ann arbor,
seeming to originate or terminate on or near the Frieze Building,
which is soon to be destroyed.

teach the young people of today?

she tries too hard, and yet not enough.

but not hysterically so; I’m paralyzed and worried, about big things beyond my control, and I don’t care so much about what’s right in front of me

my daughter said, “I think about death.”

none of her friends knew Guy, and she doesn’t try to talk about him anymore, because she feels they don’t understand, they see her as a crybaby