At sixteen I believed the moonlig… could change me if it would.           I moved my hea… on the pillow, even moved my bed as the moon slowly

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…

As you read, a white bear leisurel… pees, dyeing the snow saffron, and as you read, many gods lie among lianas: eyes of obsidian

This wild night, gathering the was…       &n bsp;   animal vines t…            slapping my face lightl…            in the gesticulations o… I recall out of my joy a night of…

Did the people of Viet Nam use lanterns of stone? Did they hold ceremonies to reverence the opening of buds? Were they inclined to quiet laught…

A doll’s hair concealing an eggshell skull delicately throbbing, within which maggots in voluptuous unrest jostle and shrug. Oh, Eileen, my

“I am a landscape,” he said. “a landscape and a person walking… There are daunting cliffs there, And plains glad in their way of brown monotony. But especially

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

The ache of marriage: thigh and tongue, beloved, are heavy with it, it throbs in the teeth We look for communion

Genial poets, pink-faced earnest wits— you have given the world some choice morsels, gobbets of language presented

A night that cuts between you and… and you and you and you and me: jostles us apart, a man el… through a crowd. We won’t look for each other, either–

Two girls discover the secret of life in a sudden line of poetry. I who don’t know the

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

Rain-diamonds, this winter morning, embellish the tangle of unpruned pear-tree twigs; each solitaire, placed, it appearrs, with considered judgement, bears the light beneath the rifted ...

Brilliant, this day—a young virtuo… Morning shadow cut by sharpest sci… deft hands. And every prodigy of g… whether it’s ferns or lichens or n… or impatient points of buds on spi…