Flowers, Tongues
Hyacinth, anemone, With names that run More liquid than I like on My northern tongue, yet I stoop and acknowledge the Inbuilt and rigorous Grain of your chemistry. Silent......
Six Poems
The Feeders Among the serviceable mills and The galleries of riverside poplars In the holiday house, no hours Were set aside for my writing; It was less well-appointed than......
Delphi
Light is present in this valley As in no other. It is made of green And black and comes from the sea. There is snow on the cliff face And in the air, but you can see every leaf......
Waking Beauty
Finding you took no time. At each machete-stroke The briers—neatly tagged By Freud the gardener— Sprang apart like cut wire. Your door was unfastened. You awoke instantly,......
Memorial Service For A Saintly Person
Perhaps, if he's To rest in peace, It needs that Some of these, For whom he cared In his short crowded time, Should live in peace; With whom he shared His so short time Crowded......
Respect To Pluto
Whatever sent the drie Arabia Breathes from her spices on the morning grey May perfume, if I wish, my scentless day. Open or close my eyes, Spices may crackle, the newborn bird......
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