HELLO
you must
have wanted
my number
because you
called it:
I'm sorry
too but I
answered so
now you must
tell me and
I must try
to be Paul.
COME
back,
it is im-
perative.
It must be
done
well,
this cleaving.
Come back:
your warmth
still on my
door-
knob.
THE END
of continents:
sewn in
sand, rock.
And water.
The land
ravels,
converges
there
where the moon
knits.
The shore--
imagine--
it is
where the sea
begins.
a tiny selection from:
HELLO was printed in an edition of
500 copies at the Artists' Workshop
Press, 4825-27 John Lodge, by John
& Magdalene Sinclair
The book of poems was the 4th in a
series of Workshop Books by young
Detroit poets, under the general
editorship of Robin Eichele.
December 1965
