When Summer was Endowed . . .
When summer was endowed with tongues of fire
poetry
The Queen of Lop
She works all day at a big machine and lops and lops and lops;
Tamar
The ancient Scriptural lines relate
Caught Fish
After hooked and reeled in
Ghosts
Ghosts echo down these marble halls
On Looking into Henry Moore
Sun, stun me, sustain me
Consider the Coral
Leads none and strays not, for straying's forgot . . .
The Mocking (In Memoriam, E.N.)
On a March morning,
Farm Four-year old
You who use your ridiculous toy crook
Woman of Silver Birds
These are woodlands of holy hills,
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