#AmericanWriters
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…
When the crow lands, the tip of the sprung spruce bough weighs so low, the
One failure on Top of another
afternoon’s blue clouds and white rain the mockingbird in the backyard untied the drops from
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumsta… though possibility is
The people of my time are passing… wife is baking for a funeral, a 60… died suddenly, when the phone ring… Ruth we care so much about in inte… it was once weddings that came so…
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here
When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute:
When you consider the radiance, th… itself but pours its abundance wit… nook and cranny not overhung or hi… that birds’ bones make no awful no… lie low in the light as in a high…
So I said I am Ezra and the wind whipped my throat gaming for the sounds of my voice I listened to the wind go over my head and up into the ni…
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,
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
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
It was May before my attention came to spring and my word I said to the southern slopes