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  • An Island

    Toward the end of the island

  • February Elegy with Tulips on a Glass Table

    It’s the yellow dust inside the tulips.

  • Without You

    I was doing just fine, a job, a home,

  • Fold

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

  • Masque

    Lamplight blue cushions

  • Uplight

    The uplight is where I want to be, above and looking, and looking over.

  • ANTIGONE CONSIDERS HER FAMILY: Father and Mother

    He was always unhappy—

  • Homecoming

    The birch trees want to be left alone.

  • Hellebore | The Way of Books

    Lord, I am all

  • JOURNAL, OR STORY WITHOUT WORDS

    And I follow the hand copying what it had written years ago

  • A Brief Portfolio

    I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled

  • The Last Photograph

    a golden shovel on the opening line of Gwendolyn Brooks’ “To Prisoners”