The clock disserts on punctuation,… The clock’s voice, thin and dry, a… The clock insists: a lecturer demo… Loudly, with finger raised, when t… But time flows through the room, l…

Bells overbrim with sound And spread from cupolas Out through the shaking air Endless unbreaking circles Cool and clear as water.

One day people will touch and talk… And loving be natural as breathing… And people will untie themselves,… Unfold and yawn and stretch and sp… Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed return…

Architects plant their imagination… Clamp them to the skidding rim of… Leave more than the painter’s or p… Can build their chrysalis round th… They see through stone, they cage…

Light drunkenly reels into shadow; Blurs, slurs uneasily; Slides off the eyeballs: The segments shatter. Tree-branches cut arc-light in rag…

Ice-cold fear has slowly decreased As my bones have grown, my height… Though I shiver in snow of dreams… Freeze again in a noonday terror. I shall never break, my sinews cru…

When you are slightly drunk Things are so close, so friendly. The road asks to be walked upon, The road rewards you for walking With firm upward contact answering…

If a man says half himself in the… Way a tune shakes into equilibrium… Or approximates to a note that nev… Says half himself in the way two p… Flow to each other and softly sepa…

This trumpeter of nothingness, emp… To keep our reason dull and null a… This man of wind and froth and flu… The wares of any who reward him we… Praising whatever he is paid to pr…

Dogs take new friends abruptly and… Cats’ meetings are neat, tactual,… Monkeys exchange their fleas befor… Snakes, no doubt, coil by coil rea… We then, at first encounter, shoul…

Suddenly, desperately I thought, “No, never In millions of minutes Can I for one second Calm-leaving my own self

It is time to give that-of-myself… To offer you now at last my least… Minor, absurd preserves, The shell’s end-curves, A document kept at the back of a d…

The birch tree in winter Leaning over the secret pool Is Narcissus in love With the slight white branches, The slim trunk,

People who are afraid of themselve… Multiply themselves into families And so divide themselves And so become less afraid. People who might have to go out

This shape without space, This pattern without stuff, This stream without dimension Surrounds us, flows through us, But leaves no mark.