Under an umbrella
In the ear, rain
like a great throng
that could pass for unseen diaries,
my mind a foreigner
troubled by rogue citizens.
Poems on the topic: mind
Poems on the topic “mind” on Poets.by.
Noon Prayer
Noon, do things to my mind.
Fit my chamber.
Night comes with coke and dismay,
without a beginning,
so reflect upon me
though I don a lead hat.
Crow Mind
All night, no sleep:
a race between man and crow.
Crow beat me
and went home to play.
How busy a dance
I find it to be!
A great stranger is my mind.
I am loath to settle in it.
Mindless
Thinking out of the box,
my mind left.
Little to do but school a school in being,
a man buried in being.
Brain or pot? Water or wine?
Other things make a kind bed.
Parts unknown
I am an ordinary person
ingenuity is better than thinking
the puppet-plays I act in give me new parts
a late foot a head full of order
that absence of joy I perceive as art
though I contrive to have no room for it
Inquire within
a rogue as unquiet
as a rose
never a book read
in never a church
the mind I found
in my mind
Appearance
mind troubled
for my key that I lost—
the first pear
Thought crime
who first mortally wounded thought
who hurt words
but not the body
who had a mind to turn
love to doubt
Monster in the closet (2)
My mind was
another ear
with no one
to read to it,
an ache taken
for a walk.
It was dark
in my closet.
Economizing measures
I bring things to hunt,
meet others
in books
and tend a mind
printed in ink
to save money.
Self-starter
How I inform myself!
A mind to know
is no mind—
sand to the Indies,
the morning star to a fish.
Monster in the closet
I sat in my closet
drawing ships
going to Jamaica.
Late at night
I had a copy
of my mind.
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