Jonathan Ratcliff:
New England nugget...
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Polaroid glitches...
Jonathan Ratcliff:
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Long Island --> New London ferry
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Undercroft skate park
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double decker
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
Jonathan Ratcliff:
And seeing that it was a soft January night
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Jonathan Ratcliff:
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Jonathan Ratcliff:
The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, 15
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Talking of Michelangelo.
Jonathan Ratcliff:
In the room the women come and go
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Let us go and make our visit.
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Jonathan Ratcliff:
It must have been the fourth of July...
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To lead you to an overwhelming question…. 10
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Of insidious intent
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Jonathan Ratcliff:
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
Jonathan Ratcliff:
The muttering retreats
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Jonathan Ratcliff:
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Jonathan Ratcliff:
Let us go then, you and I,
