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Poems

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  • The Sun Pours Forth & An American in Paris

    We are in a garden among friends

  • Poem for Shang Qin

    I’ve been digging my way toward you since the day I was born. I watch the

  • I’ve Lived Long with the Dead | The Word Stays Here

    I’ve lived long with the dead. I know their

  • Morning Bells in Marienplatz

    The wasps

  • A Few Years After a Death

    Toward sunfall, when I begin to count

  • Poetry

    In my new room upstairs,

  • Locked Gate

    On December 19, 1980

  • Our Bodies Ourselves

    No one would sit by Vicky Syme

  • Pitty-Pat

    Oleander to the death of horses

  • Skin and Arioso

    I am sending off my blood for the story of who I am.

  • The Living and the Dead | Arrest Warrant

    I already came here several times this year, aside from the pilgrimage

  • Poem in the Old Style

    At the beginning of the play Hecuba was mourning her great losses. She made lists, blamed the Gods: they could