The autumn rains have begun
but are over for the moment;
leaves float
on the pools of water on the pavement.
The lonely walker hears
only the swift motor-cars.
--Charles Reznikoff
You are neither here nor there, in and out of an enormous room through which known and strange things pass, all through your solitude
The autumn rains have begun
but are over for the moment;
leaves float
on the pools of water on the pavement.
The lonely walker hears
only the swift motor-cars.
--Charles Reznikoff