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  • The Quarry, Pontaise

    To enter into the greens

  • The Clacklet

    Buttons taken from a sewing box

  • Three Ghazals

    When I woke in the night, I walked to the center of the dream.

  • Oak | Installation

    I sat at it, a good table—one of a number

  • The End

    Whatever is coming is the end, but not really.

  • Why are white butterflies always in pairs

    Above the Morning Glory.  I’ve wondered this

  • Four Poems

    I don’t like it

  • Evening

    The blue chair on the terrace, coffee, evening,

  • That’s How We Met translated by Chenxin Jiang

    If only I didn’t have to grow up

  • flail, snap, struggle & These Long Afternoons

    strangle, some eaten out by an infestation

  • Three poems from Kembang Kertas (Balinese for bougainvillea) in Filipino and Kinaray-a

    Here, we are told

  • Another case of sitting still in a room as for chamber music minus | I’m sure some animals negotiate and plea.  I’m sure there’s a hard winter’s compromise | Lou Reed sings “Berlin,” a voice that has in it paradise if paradise was broken

    Another case of sitting still in a room as for chamber music minus