Gentle thud of fruit on grass.Nothing worse than a glut of rotting peaches& the glint of dead brooches —…
A great ship sailing nowhereheads for ellipsis or daunting edge — no crew exist to watch the pole…
Do not shatter when theworld says break.The reed bends in the high windyet rarelyyields.
He imagined them talking of angels& the fumbled agencies of gracebut on the night of his departurethey instead prepared lists for the…
Beneath the fringes of timeI see the scattered anticsof my fellowsrushing as if they had nevermet an angelnor heeded a stellar…
Where is the lost king?In the absence of the fatherhe cannot be foundwhile the son tumbles into the well hit by drought.An…
We are making our way amidthe troubles of the worldlike two pilots peering throughcloud & holding course —
One day in the coming rushyou will see your mindlofty like a dying star -taking out insurancethen putting in false claims
I walked down to the bakerybut found the streets cleared,while the churches are filledwith priests bowing solely…