Parading

Still the same chance! she goes out as I enter.

There’s Lily in the valley

and now all at once you pull

green roses, chrysanthemums, lilies: retrophilia,

knowing that time stops when the heart stops

It feels the grip of all it cannot grasp,

It is all right to be depressed just as long

Quiet’s cool flesh—

and may you in your innocence

And I knew Mingus was a genius. I knew two