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

It was May before my attention came to spring and my word I said to the southern slopes

1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumsta… though possibility is

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

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

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…

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

All afternoon the tree shadows, accelerating, lengthened till sunset

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

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…

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 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

Silver will lie where she lies sun-out, whatever turning the worl… longeared in her ashen, earless, floating world: indifferent to sores and greengage…