On the Sexual Revolution:
“ . . . some very plausible stuff is being written by women in a way that most men are not doing . . . ”

And Denner: I shouldn’t like to be a man—
to cough so loud, and stand straddling about …

the thing I hankered after was no
rite but a foundation, the bedrock

“Now, I must tell you of our grandeur,”
she’d written. “We are going to have
a Turkey!!! carpet in the dining room . . .

Rainstorms that blacken like a headache
where mosses thicken, and the mornings
smell of jonquils, the stillness