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Poems

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  • Zacharia, Malachi

    When the shepherd is stricken

  • Reading Heidegger Brings a Wild Joy

    My discovery of your essential thingness

  • SOUL-DARK second version | SLEEP second version

    At the forest’s edge: a dark deer. A hush.

  • JANUARY

    This longing for him the choke in my throat again —

  • Abend in Skåne | Du, Nachbar Gott | Wie der Wächter

    The park is high. As from a house

  • A Drone Over Amish Country

    We live in the past because there is nothing else to live in.

  • Rondeau and Song

    She would have yawned to see a Pharaoh’s fall,

  • The Walk-Through Heart & The Odyssey of Yes

    my mother lived in a handmade cage

  • To Say

    There are dead children all over and under this earth

  • And This is How It Happens

    Because I have been happily

  • On the Grounds of the Zendo

    The face of the Buddha’s so smooth, she whispered,

  • No use

    On October 21, 1962, Sylvia Plath wrote one poem that became two.