We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of lonelines… until love leaves its high holy te… and comes into our sight

The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that… Some people wrap their lies around… And you sit wondering

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried token… Of their sojourn here

Give me your hand Make room for me to lead and follow you beyond this rage of poetry.

One innocent spring your voice meant to me less than tires turning on a distant street. Your name, perhaps spoken,

Shadows on the wall Noises down the hall Life doesn’t frighten me at all Bad dogs barking loud Big ghosts in a cloud

Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a

You drink a bitter draught. I sip the tears your eyes fight to… A cup of lees, of henbane steeped… Your breast is hot, Your anger black and cold,

Funky blues Keen toed shoes High water pants Saddy night dance Red soda water

I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry

When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the stre… Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always

Pretty women wonder where my secre… I’m not cute or built to suit a fa… But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say,

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing