Home for Christmas Morning
Stippled silences over snow, bell sounds,
poetry
Birds in Winter
Warterfowl don't laugh in the serious cold
Across the Breakfast Table
The automatic toaster quickly lowers
Wonderful Uncle Roy
A failure is a child's best friend. His forehead
The Green Fig tree
The green fig tree
Let the Rime Go Wring
Let the rime go wring and let go tune,
The Windsor Saint
This window saint has a rich round belly,
Daniel
Daniel, I saw you coming out of time
Poem
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From 108 Tongues of Surf
They will tell you I'm an atheist.
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