(1990)
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
There is an even-handed justice in… No senility forgiven, but caught a… Blood and flesh, bone and marrow To feed the life of another, And back to the earth that gave it…
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
seek the council of wild things in… leaves that turn their silver side… before the rain slender reeds that accept and bend they will sew your words abroad
I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more