The Gentle Weight Lifter by David Ignatow EVERY man to his kind of welcome in the world, some by lifting cement barrels, laboring. He looks so stupid…
The Figure by David Ignatow HE WAS harmless, but this torn-at-the-knee-and-elbow character, bearded, rough hat pulled down over the eyes, his soiled clothes bag slung…
And People by David Ignatow THEY nest in the building cornices swept by rain and the city's store of dust. They have picked straw to…
Two Poems by David Ignatow The Junknan THE odds and ends, the leftovers, slightly rotted, too big or too short, too thin or too wide,…
