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…

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…

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…

Across the millstream below the br… Seven blue swallows divide the air In shapes invisible and evanescent… Kaleidoscopic beyond the mind’s Or memory’s power to keep them the…

Two universes mosey down the stree… Connected by love and a leash and… Mostly I look at lamplight throug… While he mooches along with tail u… Getting a secret knowledge through…

Flaubert wanted to write a novel About nothing. It was to have no… And be sustained upon the style al… Like the Holy Ghost cruising abov… The abyss, or like the little anim…

You know the old story Ann Lander… About the houseife in her basement… She’s wearing her nightie, and she… I might’s well put this in as well… Being dripped on by a leaky pipe p…

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…

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

It is admittedly difficult for a w… Nation to mourn and be seen to do… It can be done, the silvery platit… Were waiting in their silos for ju… An emergent occasion, cards of sym…

after information received in The… The population center of the USA Has shifted to Potosi, in Missour… The calculation employed by author… In arriving at this dislocation as…

Among the high-branching, leafless… Above the roof-peaks of the town, Snowflakes unnumberably come down. I watched out of the attic window The laced sway of family trees,

This admirable gadget, when it is Wound on a string and spun with st… Maintains its balance on most any… Surface, pleasantly humming as it… It is whirled not on a constant co…

My child and I hold hands on the… And when I leave him at the first… He cries a little but is brave; he… Let go. My selfish tears remind m… I cried before that door a life ag…

A peels an apple, while B kneels… C telephones to D, who has a hand On E’s knee, F coughs, G turns u… For H’s grave, I do not understan… But J is bringing one clay pigeon…