On the Return of Quetzalcoatl
Infants of many gods
poetry
Three Poems
If I had hid my love
Morning worship
That squat church sprawls,
Conscience
Locked in a man-made prisoner cell
First Buck
Sudden explosion of movement
Descent from Eden
That year the rich banana harvest failed.
Norma
She is all anyone could ask
Mill Lano Bridge, December 14
Over the slates and spires of the town
Celibates
Hope came in the morning with the new wind
The Deaf and Dumb Tree
When her life commands
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