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

When I found the door I found the vine leaves speaking among themselves in abund… whispers. My presence made them

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

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…

iiGloria Praise the wet snow falling early. Praise the shadow my neighor’s chimney casts on the…

The Rav of Northern White Russia declined… in his youth, to learn the language of birds, because the extraneous did not interest hi…

Hypocrite women, how seldom we spe… of our own doubts, while dubiously we mother man in his doubt! And if at Mill Valley perched in… the sweet rain drifting through we…

The cat is eating the roses: that’s the way he is. Don’t stop him, don’t stop the world going round, that’s the way things are.

“Adam, where are you?” God’s hands palpate darkness, the void that is Adam’s inattention, his confused attention to everythi…

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–

An old man whose black face shines golden-brown as wet pebbles under the streetlamp, is walking t… proportionate size, in the rain, in the relaxed early-evening avenu…

What is green in me darkens, muscadine. If woman is inconstant, good, I am faithful to ebb and flow, I fall

Pale, then enkindled, light advancing, emblazoning summits of palm and pine,