poetry

In this book, an educated 'savage' empties his wrath upon all aspects of the 'brave new world' of our time:

The sonnets, lyrics, and narrative poems the make up Green Timbers are a protest against the 'endemic trend of atomic mind,' man's lack of imaginative appreciation of life.

The sixteen poems, the precisions of this, Corman's first book of verse, are aptly named.

Snowy seabird

It is not everyone who lives on the last street

Did you me dream, or did I wake

Every love has its square shuttered places,

So shall I to my midnight conjugate

Nothing but love brings the bones

Beyond the glass happy hours blown with the voices in smoke