As the stores close, a winter ligh… opens air to iris blue, glint of frost through the smoke grains of mica, salt of the sidewa… As the buildings close, released a…

The flowerlike animal perfume in the god’s curly hair— don’t assume

As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them,

High in the jacaranda shines the g… of a small bird’s curlicue of song… for her to see or hear. I’ve learned not to say, these last years,

The clouds as I see them, rising urgently, roseate in the mounting of somber power surging in evening haste over roofs and hermetic

Brown gas-fog, white beneath the street lamps. Cut off on three sides, all space… with our bodies. Bodies that stumble

Something forgotten for twenty yea… and mothers came from Cordova and… and though I am a citizen of the… stranger here than anywhere else,… I am Essex-born:

Down through the tomb’s inward arc… He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreaml… the merciful dead, the prophets, the innocents just His own age and…

Rose Red’s hair is brown as fur and shines in firelight as she pre… supper of honey and apples, curds… for the bear, and leaves it ready on the hearth-stone.

Long after you have swung back away from me I think you are still with me: you come in close to the shore on the tide

Intricate and untraceable weaving and interweaving, dark strand with light: designed, beyond all spiderly contrivance,

I like to find what’s not found at once, but lies within something of another nature… in repose, distinct.

The moon is a sow and grunts in my throat Her great shining shines through m… so the mud of my hollow gleams and breaks in silver bubbles

Fully occupied with growing—that’s the amaryllis. Growing especially at night: it would take only a bit more patience than I’ve… to sit keeping watch with it till…