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  • At the perennial exchange

    At the perennial exchange, you will swap half a hosta

  • Holiday Candle

    Thank you for your kind gift

  • Moss City

    City down to the last nuance is moss,

  • Sonnet for a Tall Flower Blooming at Dinnertime

    Southern Flower, I want to quote the bard,

  • MASEFIELD IN PURGATORY | YOUR BROTHER’S FACE

    Falls and stays flemished,

  • In God’s Intestine and Goner

    The husband, who has accepted Buddhist precepts,

  • Wilderness

    The mind is a wilderness like Bartram’s, razed, cemented over, marked by rows

  • Don’t Pick the Cherries Yet

    Don’t pick the cherries yet—

  • I’m Nothing

    close to a Zen scholar,

  • As the Land Listens

    Women are gathering on shore after shore after sharp rocked shore

  • The Last Few Feet

    And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile

  • It Will Start One Day

    you know, it will start one day, the ebb