Across the millstream below the br… Seven blue swallows divide the air In shapes invisible and evanescent… Kaleidoscopic beyond the mind’s Or memory’s power to keep them the…

Each house had its ghost. Graves… The dead lived in him by his gray… He was, by their constraint upon h… Orpheus of all the lonesome, spent His evenings charting out a privat…

Innocence? In a sense. In no sense! Was that it? Was that it?

I tell you that I see her still At the dark entrance of the hall. One gas lamp burning near her shou… Shone also from her other side Where hung the long inaccurate gla…

The waters deep, the waters dark, Reflect the seekers, hide the soug… Whether in water or in air to drow… Between them curls the silver spar… Barbed, baited, waiting, of a thou…

People are putting up storm window… Or were, this morning, until the h… Drove them indoors. So, coming ho… I saw storm windows lying on the g… Frame-full of rain; through the wa…

Late in November, on a single nig… Not even near to freezing, the gin… That stand along the walk dropp al… In one consent, and neither to rai… But as though to time alone: the g…

My dear, I wonder if before the e… You ever thought about a children’… I’m sure you must have played it t… You ran along a narrow garden wall Pretending it to be a mountain led…

Sparrows were feeding in a freezin… That while you watched turned into… Riding a gradient invisible From silver aslant to random, whit… There came a moment that you could…

You see them vanish in their speed… The many people hastening through… And wonder what they would have do… This time of time speed distance,… Of molecules hastened by what risi…

This admirable gadget, when it is Wound on a string and spun with st… Maintains its balance on most any… Surface, pleasantly humming as it… It is whirled not on a constant co…

Before you can learn the trees, yo… The language of the trees. That’s… Out of a book, which now you think… Is one of the transformations of a… The words themselves are a delight…

The world is full of mostly invisi… And there is no way but putting th… Or its nose, in a book, to find th… Things like the square root of Ev… Or how many times Byron goes into…

He didn’t want to do it with skill… He’d had enough of skill. If he n… Another villanelle, it would be to… And the same went for sonnets. If… Hard work learning to rime, it wou…

Are generally over or around Erogenous zones, they seem to dive In the direction of those Dark places, and indeed It is their nature to be dark