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  • Standing by a Coppice Gate, Reading “The Darkling Thrush”

    The city gate loomed at century’s end,

  • Mid-March

    If, when I sit here in my study

  • House of Clouds | Song

    Clouds float over Giudecca  Island,

  • This Could Happen

    If you kept walking you would eventually step out of yourself.

  • Three Poems

    Mud to your waist. Beside you, six men probing with broken

  • WHEN EVENING COMES

    Everyone here has so many faces,

  • To a Soldier in Ukraine

    A soldier must know three things—

  • Fold

    I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I

  • Blind Trust

    In the nod of a cow as, stiff-legged,

  • Tartine. Quasi-unfamiliar. To handle a relationship

    In her teenage years,

  • The Beautiful American Word Baby

    Once, I wanted it growled low in the throat

  • The Sun Pours Forth & An American in Paris

    We are in a garden among friends