A speaker created by this poet notes, “we stand and embrace at the window, they watch us from the street,” before concluding, “It’s time for it to be time.” (15[1])Claudia Rankine’s Don’t Let Me Be Lonely ends by discussing this poet’s statement, “I cannot see any basic difference between a handshake and a poem.” Pierre Joris (“zhoar-EESS”) has translated this author’s complete poems into English, which include Breathturn and Lightduress, (15[1])two collections titled for neologisms like his collection (*) Threadsuns. (10[1])The line “we really (10[1])don’t know what counts” (-5[1])ends (10[1])this author’s poem “Zurich, At The Stork,” (10[2])which was dedicated to his longtime friend Nelly Sachs. (10[2])A speaker created by this author describes a figure who “plays with the snakes and dreams” (10[1])and has “ashen (10[1])hair” in a poem that (10[1])begins, (10[1])“Black milk of morning (10[2])we drink (10[1])you (10[1])evenings.” For 10 points, (10[1])name this Romanian-born poet of “Death Fugue.” (10[1])■END■ (10[1])