Before I knocked and flesh let enter，With liquid hands tapped on the womb，I who was as shapeless as the waterThat shaped the Jordan near my homeWas b...
My tears are like the quiet driftOf petals from some magic rose；And all my grief flows from the riftOf unremembered skies and snows.I think， that if I...
On almost the incendiary eveOf several near deaths，When one at the great least of your best lovedAnd always known must leaveLions and fires of his fly...
Ears in the turrets hearHands grumble on the door，Eyes in the gables seeThe fingers at the locks.Shall I unbolt or stayAlone till the day I dieUnseen ...
Especially when the October windWith frosty fingers punishes my hair，Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fireAnd cast a shadow crab upon the land，By ...
Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon，Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone，But strip the twelve-winded marrow from his circle；Master t...
From love's first fever to her plague， from the soft secondAnd to the hollow minute of the womb，From the unfolding to the scissored caul，The time ...
Hold hard， these ancient minutes in the cuckoo's month，Under the lank， fourth folly on Glamorgan's hill，As the green blooms ride upward， to th...
How shall my animalWhose wizard shape I trace in the cavernous skull，Vessel of abscesses and exultation's shell，Endure burial under the spelling w...
I dreamed my genesis in sweat of sleep， breakingThrough the rotating shell， strongAs motor muscle on the drill， drivingThrough vision and the girdered...