Too volatile， am I？ too voluble？ too much a word-person？ I blame the soup： I'm a primordially stirred person. Two pronouns and a vehicle was Icaru...
O Pride of the days in prime of the months Now trebled in great renown， When before the ark of our holy cause Fell Dagon down- Dagon foredoomed， who， ...
Dignified is a heartsong here Harsh traverse of the unknown "Better to go down dignified" Ekes out constant What gives in us， or won't g...
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for me—— A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor. In truth it pictures not m...
My wife takes salt for starters， and rusted strands of barbed wire， the iron Grandfather left. Chips chunks from a salt block mired in sand， that tong...
Three windows are at work here， sophisticated spaces against the day， against the light. The sky looks as if it has been added later to a glimpsed wor...
I want to sleep the sleep of the apples， I want to get far away from the busyness of the cemeteries. I want to sleep the sleep of that child who longe...
Where she had peed in the dirt， five years later he put his hands in the same dirt， tasted it and wept. Who is he who could do such？ Who is she that h...
The divorced mother and her divorcing daughter. The about-to-be ex-son-in-law and the ex-husband's adopted son. The divorcing daughter's child...
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set. Whose crumbs the crows inspect And with ironic ca...