#AmericanWriters
I don’t know somehow it seems suff… to see and hear whatever coming an… losing the self to the victory of stones and trees, of bending sandpit lakes, crescent
I went for a walk over the dunes a… to the sea, then turned right along the surf rounded a naked headland
What do I find right at the cente… relationships: a slightly disperse… tinctured core of brutality: go to… the question is not whether your l… but whether you can pay the bill,…
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…
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
You think the ridge hills flowing,… with ups and downs will, though, building constancy into the black… for each sunset, hold on to you, i… wander, give reality recurrence en…
I’ve pressed so far away from my desire that if you asked me what I
The drop seeps whole from boulder-lichen or ledge moss and drops, joining, to trickle, run, fall, dash,
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star’s atmosphere, turning daily into and out of
A day without rain is like a day without sunshine
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
When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute:
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…
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…
After the event the rockslide realized, in a still diversity of completion… grain and fissure, declivity