Who can remember back to the first… The greatest ones, greater even th… No one has remembered that far bac… Or now considers, among the artifa… And bones and cantilevered inferen…

The cursive crawl, the squared-off… these by themselves delight, even… a meaning, in a foreign language,… Chinese, for instance, or when ska… all day across the lake, scoring t…

On the long shore, lit by the moon To show them properly alone, Two lovers suddenly embraced So that their shadows were as one. The ordinary night was graced

loquitur the sparrow in the Zoo No bars are set too close, no mesh… To keep me from the eagle and the… Whom keepers feed that I may free… This goes to show that if you have…

Sparrows were feeding in a freezin… That while you watched turned into… Riding a gradient invisible From silver aslant to random, whit… There came a moment that you could…

People are putting up storm window… Or were, this morning, until the h… Drove them indoors. So, coming ho… I saw storm windows lying on the g… Frame-full of rain; through the wa…

After the red leaf and the gold ha… Brought down by the wind, then by… Bruised and discolored, when Octo… Goes blue to guttering in the cusp… Sinks deeper into silence, darker…

He didn’t want to do it with skill… He’d had enough of skill. If he n… Another villanelle, it would be to… And the same went for sonnets. If… Hard work learning to rime, it wou…

Still half drunk, after a night at… with the grey dawn taking us unawa… among our guilty kings and queens,… far North in the morning, winners,… to a stream in the high hills, to…

A door sunk in a hillside, with a… thick as the boy’€™s arm, and behi… the walls of ice, melting a blue,… an air of cedar branches, sawdust,… decaying seasons keeping from deca…

Are generally over or around Erogenous zones, they seem to dive In the direction of those Dark places, and indeed It is their nature to be dark

When in still air and still in sum… A leaf has had enough of this, it… To make up its mind to go; fine as… Its drifting in detachment down th…

Before you can learn the trees, yo… The language of the trees. That’s… Out of a book, which now you think… Is one of the transformations of a… The words themselves are a delight…

“The art of our necessities is… That can make vile things precious… A mile out in the marshes, under a… Which seems to be always going awa… In a hurry, on that Venetian land…

You see them vanish in their speed… The many people hastening through… And wonder what they would have do… This time of time speed distance,… Of molecules hastened by what risi…