Not from this anger， anticlimax afterRefusal struck her loin and the lame flowerBent like a beast to lap the singular floodsIn a land strapped by hung...
NowSay nay，Man dry man，Dry lover mineThe deadrock base and blow the flowered anchor，Should he， for centre sake， hop in the dust，Forsake， the fool， the...
O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spiesOf the sharp， enamelled eyes and the spectacled clawsRape and rebellion in the nurseries of my face...
The sky is torn acrossThis ragged anniversary of twoWho moved for three years in tuneDown the long walks of their vows.Now their love lies a lossAnd L...
On no work of words now for three lean months in the bloodyBelly of the rich year and the big purse of my bodyI bitterly take to task my poverty and c...
Once it was the colour of sayingSoaked my table the uglier side of a hillWith a capsized field where a school sat stillAnd a black and white patch of ...
In the mustardseed sun，By full tilt river and switchback seaWhere the cormorants scud，In his house on stilts high among beaksAnd palavers of birdsThis...
Should lanterns shine， the holy face，Caught in an octagon of unaccustomed light，Would wither up， an any boy of loveLook twice before he fell from grac...
Sometimes the sky's too bright，Or has too many clouds or birds，And far away's too sharp a sunTo nourish thinking of him.Why is my hand too blu...
The hand that signed the paper felled a city；Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath，Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country；These five kings d...