Yesterday Wind came, bringing low cigar Shaped clouds.
And my body Stretched bathing in the sun, I lie by the waterfall(1905-1982), American poet and translator
And vine and rush enclosed backwater. Rexroth, 1906-1982
My head and shoulders, and my book in the cool shade"
Long poem beginning, "Young rice plants are just being transplanted"
" 'And what is love?' said Pilate, and washed his hands"
"Webs of misery spread in the brain, in the Spring in the soft heat"
"...night stands over the Fountaine De Medicis"
"Late night coming back to Melbourne from a party on the Kangaroo Plains"
"The Magellanic Clouds - Two phosphorescent amoebas overhead, and two in the bottomless water"
"The seasons revolve and the years change with no assistance or supervision"
Poems of Protest and Rebellion, 1999