Toad, Humble One
Toad, humble one
poetry
Under Glass
She turns the jar of honey
No Further Weapons
No further weapons needed for betrayal
Tryst: The Puritans
She crossed then quickly to his side,
A Marriage Made in Air
If for worse, I take thee
Sonnet to Orpheus -- II, v
Flower-muscle, gradually unfurling
Myrrh and Salt
Where are the gods
The Shout Which Precedes
Not the scorned, crying angrily after ---
Shang Bronzes
It is (let's say) quite tenable there's been
Captives
Little one, the men are loonies
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