Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light,
Swerving east, from rich industria… And traffic all night north; swerv… Too thin and thistled to be called… And now and then a harsh—named hal… Workmen at dawn; swerving to solit…
Gazing at your form, a masterpiece… With poppies’ grace, a subtle touc… My heartstrings quake, a tremulous… Stirred by your charm, my world tr… Your visage fair, a canvas of deli…
Be near me when my light is low, When the blood creeps, and the ner… And tingle; and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of Being slow. Be near me when the sensuous frame
ode to an old friend this old hous… this old house was loved lived in with joy and trust where positive thoughts were said and heard
Let poets gather 'round and minstr… In Metageitnion, love’s sweet ver… Together let us weave a tapestry Of words that dance in hearts’ swe… In Spanish’ tongue, our passion k…
The door of Henry’s lunch-room opened and two men came in. They sat down at the counter. “I don’t know,” one of the men said. “What do you want to eat, Al?” “I don’t know,” said Al. “I ...
The large cool store selling cheap… Set out in simple sizes plainly (Knitwear, Summer Casuals, Hose, In Browns and greys, maroons and… Conjures the weekday world of thos…
q|And for what, except for you, do… Do I press the extremest book of… Close to me, hidden in me day and… In the uncertain light of single,… Equal in living changingness to th…
True belonging Allows for truth So, we belong to no one Even though we deserve each other
I saw the Prince of Darkness, wit… Standing bare-headed by the Cenot… Unostentatious and respectful, the… He stood, and offered up the follo… ‘Make them forget, O Lord, what t…
UPON the sadness of the sea The sunset broods regretfully; From the far lonely spaces, slow Withdraws the wistful afterglow. So out of life the splendor dies;
More and more frequently the edges of me dissolve and I become a wish to assimilate the world, in… you, if possible through the skin like a cool plant’s tricks with ox…
Desinformémonos hermanos tan objetivamente como podamos desinformémonos con unción y sobre todo con disciplina
How astonishing it is that languag… and frightening that it does not q… God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we… Get it wrong. We say bread and it… to which nation. French has no wor…
Beyond Nine Lives The Gargoyles Of Notre Dame Nine lives in gothic art stained g… Scroll works of remembrances stenc… Change and resurrection the nine l…
In the quiet of the night, under the soft glow of moonlight, One truth remains, dark and unyiel… in the inexorable passage of time. “When all is said and done,” whisp…
Naked Sky Dance A Galactic Milonga Here comes the black new Moon Facing the Sun from its usual sid… Smiley face to Earth unblinking n…
To-night, a first movement, a puls… As if the rain in bogland gathered… To slip and flood: a bog-burst, A gash breaking open the ferny bed… Your back is a firm line of easter…
THE post-boy drove with fierce ca… For threatening clouds the moon ha… When, as we hurried on, my ear Was smitten with a startling sound… As if the wind blew many ways,
From fairest creatures we desire i… That thereby beauty’s rose might n… But as the riper should by time de… His tender heir might bear his mem… But thou, contracted to thine own…
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wi… Deep roots are not reached by the… From the ashes a fire shall be wok…
Dear Lord, there were times when I wove the fiber of my being into the fabric of my life and each time that it unraveled it left a patch behind,
XXVII I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you—Nobody—too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise—you k…
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
No man is an island, Entire of itself; Every man is a piece of the contin… A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the se…
Greater Light, we praise Thee for… The eastern light our spires touch… The light that slants upon our wes… The twilight over stagnant pools a… Moon light and star light, owl and…
Needing one, I invented her— the great-great-aunt dark as hicko… called Shining-Leaf, or Drifting… or The-Beauty-of-the-Night. Dear aunt, I’d call into the leav…
starving there, sitting around the… and at night walking the streets f… hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to me, maybe it was,
I remember the day to the minute detail as if it were yesterday. It took place on the eve of Timket (Ethiopian Epiphany) in the setting from Kazan chis Meneharia to Sidist Kilo. Early i...