Sweedler Preserve
Sweedler PreserveMoss and fungiGlowing after rainThen tunnels scythedIn autumn grassThe seat of Heaven...
Sweedler PreserveMoss and fungiGlowing after rainThen tunnels scythedIn autumn grassThe seat of Heaven...
The Old Walls Are GoneMy eyes open on the worldPain in the eaves pain in the skyIn the words passing out of...
The Night Train The night train comes,its sole satellite shining on the planetits iron sea become molten...
Metaphysics Reality is a nasty habit. It keeps on getting worse.Time is an addiction.A cradle and a...
Mary Asked About the Water My dreams of water varyconcrete grey a scum of petroldiving downward East River...
The flowers in the marble foyer were fresh, justpicked, and arranged in a large black vase on arosewood...
That Other World when I go to sleepin that other worldI awaken boundby paralyzed linesa prisoner pacing the...
at home with her stuff — for my mother 1. the sunlies shattered on ice rain peels the paintwind strips...