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  • Four Poems

    One was dicing an onion,

  • Four Poems

    A New Age friend called to say she was visualizing me bathed in a rose-colored, healing light.

  • Four Poems translated by Christopher Buckley

    In the early morning the city is something else.

  • Four Square and Enthralled

    Mornings I’m grateful to my nightly self

  • Fox and Piñata

    I saw my first movie

  • Fragment

    The past is a point of departure

  • Fragments of The Sacrificial World

    Porpoises feed every morning in the shallows

  • Free Descent

    It seemed I had always been kicking

  • FREE VERSE

    Small woods upon an incline

  • Fresco

    We stayed in a monastery cut up into condos, ours with a terrace of dried-up papery roses overlooking Fiesole.

  • Fret Not

    Opening the door for the first time since

  • Frog Dream in July for Lucio’s Brother

    I am a frog; I can