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  • “October, and the sun burnishes”

    October, and the sun burnishes the leaves so brightly you

  • Therapon, III, 5 

    …you whose waters never breathe   whose

  • It Happened at Wind Sings, Trees Whisper Farm

    The wind, broken and wild,

  • Death of God

    Bituminous was so soft, so much like dust

  • Don’t Know Much About the French I Took

    I silently disapproved when they said, “Let’s go French

  • Down by the River

    Down by the river behind the barn

  • Two Poems

    To hunker

  • Against Surrealism | Anima

    The human heart weighs ten ounces, but I don’t know if it can float. I don’t suppose it makes sense to say I feel like

  • A Canticle Rehearsal in The Temple and The Waters Do Not Return, Even to Meribà

    Oh, I am tired of my land,

  • Two Poems

    Where does it live?

  • Intelligent Design & Miramar Point

    7, 8, 9 years old,

  • A Series of Small Scandals and Dear Telephone Booth,

    Imogen photographed her new husband: