#AmericanWriters
The blast skims over the string of takeoff lights and relinquishing
After the event the rockslide realized, in a still diversity of completion… grain and fissure, declivity
Silver will lie where she lies sun-out, whatever turning the worl… longeared in her ashen, earless, floating world: indifferent to sores and greengage…
I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come forth in
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumsta… though possibility is
afternoon’s blue clouds and white rain the mockingbird in the backyard untied the drops from
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,…
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…
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here
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
One failure on Top of another
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,
All afternoon the tree shadows, accelerating, lengthened till sunset
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
The drop seeps whole from boulder-lichen or ledge moss and drops, joining, to trickle, run, fall, dash,