poem endings

#dreams

I am going to carry my bed into New York City tonight
complete with dangling sheets and ripped blankets;
I am going to push it across three dark highways
or coast along under 600,000 faint stars.
I want to have it with me so I don’t have to beg
for too much shelter from my weak and exhausted friends.
I want to be as close as possible to my pillow
in case a dream or a fantasy should pass by.
I want to fall asleep on my own fire escape
and wake up dazed and hungry
to the sound of garbage grinding in the street below
and the smell of coffee cooking in the window above.

- Gerald Stern

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Daydreams have endlessly turning
paths going over the bitter
earth, winding roads,
parks flowering, in darkness and in silence;
deep vaults, ladders against the stars;
scenes of hopes and memories.
Tiny figures that walk past and smile
sad playthings for an old man,
friends we think we can see
at the flowery turn in the road
and imaginary creatures
that show us roads … far off …

- Antonio Machado  (tr. Robert Bly)

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I dreamt that a storm of phantom numbers was
the only thing left of human beings three billion
years after Earth ceased to exist.

- Roberto Bolaño

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