'Oh the Big Clouds'
'I want to hear the thunder!
poetry
Bushed
Half in love is more than I expected,
Translator
My patched ox-blood shoes had the necessary languages
Woman in Astrakhan
Unreal extravagance of an image, say,
North American Song
I have a mild case of everything.
To Cathy
It was such a surprise hearing from you
The Kermes-Berry
Lunch is sandwiches on the road to Stratford,
The City Slicker Goes to a Country Dance
The City Slicker isn't very slick
Spanghew
Martin Heidegger said we're all thrown
The Edges of a Footprint Flattening Under Froth
The tide stains a line, lingers
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