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…

The blast skims over the string of takeoff lights and relinquishing

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

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…

I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come forth in

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…

afternoon’s blue clouds and white rain the mockingbird in the backyard untied the drops from

The reeds give way to the wind and give the wind away.

Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here

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’ve pressed so far away from my desire that if you asked me what I

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…

When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute:

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

There is now not a single leaf on the cherry tree: except when the jay plummets in, lights, and, in pure clarity, squalls: