Climber in the Nameless Places
Even in huddled country like this
poetry
Man Walking
He walks unhindered
Picking Sprouts on A Winter Morning
I walked into the grey half-light
Figures in a Meadow
Three figures in a meadow: man
Slow Down
they laugh every day
South of the Brain
Here is the antlered uterus
The Mare
In the premeditated negation
HIgh School Yearbook
Mostly we sleep
Dominican Drive
November moon, some ice at night.
Heresies
Beside the winding path toward Montségur
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