Available Poems in Empire City (by Paul Goodman )

[Incomplete]

• All eyes, the Creature sees  (Ned Rorem) *
• Father, guide and lead me stray  (Ned Rorem) *
• Friends, let us mourn  (Ned Rorem) [x] ⊗ *
• Look, Segramor, you know the language of the birds  (Ned Rorem) [x] ⊗ *
• Make me, my streaming face, a glory; bloom, unseen weeping!  (Ned Rorem) ⊗ *
• Our own death is unimaginable; and when we try to imagine it  (Ned Rorem) *
• The hare or the deer pursued takes joy in its speed and its leaps and its dodges  (Ned Rorem) [x] *
• Vast gulph! carried here in the mass of the mist  (Ned Rorem) [x] *