God is my Flesh
God is my flesh:
poetry
Walk 4
Up all birds and absolutely
Walk 5
A volcano recently erupting somewhere
And This is the Way It Will Be
Through an arch of trees
David
Before you came, the sad sick leaves,
Old Men
Where
Confession
Below the Golden Spears gleamed bay and sea
Feargus Rua Refuses a Lady (from the Irish)
Keep to yourself that kiss,
Tom-Tom
Thud, and boom, and thud.
Progress
The gracious trees dropped feathery limbs
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