Meeting of Waters
Only for eyes filled with dusk
poetry
El Dorado
The visilon, narrowed to the rounded mounds
And See Penelope Plain
Playing the sunshine days away,
Greek Epitaph
Because, in sands however piled,
Suddenly Old
The body of the air is young
In Memoriam E.M. 1955
Quietly, calmly, my silver-quiffed father,
Two Years
Two years that keep my son away,
I Skjaergaarden III (Ulvoysund, Norway)
On trained and easy wings, the gull
Entreaty
He is sturdy O Death, as a young tree
Under the Silence
A white slant of silence shaped the walls
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