Among the blight-killed eucalypts,… trees and bushes rusted by Christm… the yards and hillsides exhausted… certain airy white blossoms punctu… reappeared, and dense clusters of…

The fire in leaf and grass so green it seems each summer the last summer. The wind blowing, the leaves shivering in the sun,

O Eros, silently smiling one, hea… Let the shadow of thy wings brush me. Let thy presence enfold me, as if darkness

Delivered out of raw continual pai… smell of darkness, groans of those… to whom he was chained— unchained, and led past the sleepers,

Those groans men use passing a woman on the street or on the steps of the subway to tell her she is a female and their flesh knows it,

Since I stroll in the woods more… than on this frequented path, it’s… trees I observe; but among fellow… what I like best is to see an old… fishing alone at the end of a jett…

Not the moon. A flower on the other side of the water. The water sweeps past in flood, dragging a whole tree by the hair, a barn, a bridge. The flower

Though the road turn at last to death’s ordinary door, and we knock there, ready to enter and it opens easily for us,

Bricks of the wall, so much older than the house - taken I think from a farm pulled d… when the street was built - narrow bricks of another century.

In the Japanese tongue of the min…

All others talked as if talk were a dance. Clodhopper I, with clumsy feet would break the gliding ring. Early I learned to