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  • 1945

    The winter trees offer no shade no shelter.

  • It Happened at Wind Sings, Trees Whisper Farm

    The wind, broken and wild,

  • Squirrel Hour

    The wind goes into the backyard pines,

  • Abbatoir Time

    The widower pushed the tailgate shut and fell.

  • Mass Production

    The wheel was always reinvented,

  • Blind | Opulent, Unfunereal World

    The way, as I wake, some shimmery dream

  • ON RETREAT | POLAND SPRING MANDARIN ORANGE

    The way you reconstructed the dream was telling –

  • Elegy for My Grandmother in the Form of a Cactus

    The way each linked lobe of your cactus swallows all

  • The Conversations I Remember Most | As A Hammer Speaks to a Nail

    The way a sweet cake wants

  • Two Poems

    the way a kitchen’s dirty washcloth

  • The Water Returns

    The water returns. The pools teem with newborn fish.

  • Morning Bells in Marienplatz

    The wasps