There are the few we hear of like Christ, who, with divine grac… made goodness look easy, had a following to draw near, gave up the right things and saw to it

She was cleaning—there is always that to do—when she found, at the top of the closet, his old silk vest. She called me to look at it, unrolling it carefu…

The sleep of this night deepens because I have walked coatless fro… carrying the white envelope. All night it will say one name in its little tin house by the roa…

That linkage of warnings sent a tr… as if to prepare October in the ha… One week in late July we held han… through the bars of his hospital b… made a canopy over us and it seeme…

I have had to write this down in my absence and yours. These things happen. Thinking of a voice added I imagine a sympathy outside us

In the bath I look up and see the… pressed like a pair of unpredictab… against the white wall. I heat up the water, running as much hot in… These handfuls over my shoulder—ho…

Mira, like a white goddess, is tra… so my left ear is a cave near Koto… where the sea lashes and rakes the iron darkness inside the black mountains. Young and old…

Heartbeat trembling your kingdom of leaves near the ceremony of water, I never

When we stop where you lived, the… has thickened, the entry level to the wall with bricks, as… it could keep you out. Again the dream has fooled you int…