"Elegies," Spun in Poland, 1965.
1. I invoke the muse
Elizabeth Gourlay
In the Recovery Room
My leaves are quite wilted
A Measure
In summer, through the long hot afternoons
Notation on Relativity
It is a bitter joke that I
Manifestation
To me
Song for Autumn
We do not have forever,
The Brink of Destruction
From the edge of the bed where she sat reading Tookie her goodnight story, Lois could look down into the garden.
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