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guide and guidebook

is not this, first, finally, un-faded

earth’s evolutionary design

earth’s sea-risen island

epic

of

magma, basalt, crust, littoral?

is not this, first, finally, un-faded

earth’s delivery room?

American Visa

Are you now, have you ever been, a nudist?

Hardly the question I had in mind

at 1965 Grosvenor Square London

visa-seeking for The New Republic.

Self-fantasy had me the trouble-maker,

the commie, the un-American,

youth politico CIA/FBI target.

Why, surely, those

debutant Tribune reviews in the shadow of

Orwell and Foot?

Why, surely, those slivers of student Left-ism,

a war-march or two,

a smidgeon of Marx or Trotsky?

But a nudist?

For all my dubious Ban the Bomb shouts

or half-believed Clause 4 English politics

or America the Bad clatter

or Vietnam as chancre attitude

or VOTE LABOUR, Holy Loch, and End The War placards

or just as equally

my secret sharer

attraction to

the America of

Kennedy Camelot hope

Ginsberg and Dylan lyric

Orson Welles’s Citizen Kane

Eric Dolphy’s Out to Lunch