| Poems from | |
| A Bomb-Blast Came out of the Dark a bomb-blast came out of the dark we heard people running, got dressed went out and ran with them we stood talking not far from where pieces of the station lavatory were sharded on the pavement (a statement about the bomb the next day claimed it for the freedom struggle) we went back to bed and continued making love in the excited dark and when we exploded we fell into each other and burned with a light fire and lay tight together wet with sweat and a star shone into the bedroom where we'd parted the curtain to look at the people running | |