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, two collections titled for neologisms like his collection (*) Threadsuns. The line “we really (10[1])don’t know what counts” ends this author’s poem “Zurich, At The Stork,” which was dedicated to his longtime friend Nelly Sachs. A speaker created by this author describes a figure who “plays with the snakes and dreams” and has “ashen (10[1])hair” in a poem that begins, “Black milk of morning we drink you evenings.” For 10 points, name this Romanian-born poet of “Death Fugue.” ■END■