First Meeting
The first impression sharply cut to last
J. Phoenice
Ivory Figurine
Say, for her fluid movement, that she is a wave
No Shadow
I am myself, no shadow of your love
The Covered Hind
The stag and hind play like sunshine under the forest trees
Word of Return
The turn has come with the tiding to good weather,
Relinquishment
Now out of conquest the lark lifts to a tongue
The Present
This evening, starless and still, a fox barking
On Reading a Letter
Thrust it into the heart, the plumed phrase,
Plane in the Night
Noise is a living link:
Summer Gale
Now as the battling wind unseats the summer,
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