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Fall’s leaves are redder than spring’s flowers, have no pollen, and also sometimes fly, as the win… schools them out or down in shoals or droves: though I
There is now not a single leaf on the cherry tree: except when the jay plummets in, lights, and, in pure clarity, squalls:
The drop seeps whole from boulder-lichen or ledge moss and drops, joining, to trickle, run, fall, dash,
Motion’s the dead giveaway, eye catcher, the revealing risk: the caterpillar sulls on the hot m… but then, risking, ripples to the… the cricket, startled, leaps the
The reason to be autonomous is to… a cleared instrument, ready to act… the moral realm and actual conditi… needs to be done and to do it: fin… best, if it works out, but if, lik…
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like a pregnancy o… as on my lap a child
All afternoon the tree shadows, accelerating, lengthened till sunset
The wonderful workings of the worl… wonderful: I’m surprised half the… ground up fine, I puff if a pebble… I’m nervous: my moarality’s intric… a squash blossom dies, I feel with…
I am living without you because of a terror, a farfetched notion that I can’t live without you which I must narrow down & que…
I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I’ll wake up and find the lowly nearby,
I went for a walk over the dunes a… to the sea, then turned right along the surf rounded a naked headland
After the event the rockslide realized, in a still diversity of completion… grain and fissure, declivity
The saints are gathering at the re… places, trying tough skin on sharp conscience, endurance in the hot spots– searching out to define, come up
Fall fell: so that’s it for the l… some flurries have whitened the ed… and lawns: time for that, the snow… turkeys and old St. Nick: where a… find something to write about I ha…
A day without rain is like a day without sunshine