An old life
Snow fell in the night. At five-fifteen I woke to a bluish Mounded softness where The Honda was. Cat fed […]
Snow fell in the night. At five-fifteen I woke to a bluish Mounded softness where The Honda was. Cat fed […]
Images leap with him from branch to branch. His eyes Brighten, his head cocks, he pauses under a green bough, […]
High on a slope in New Guinea The Grumman Hellcat Lodges among bright vines As thick as arms. In 1943, […]
All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding And steerhide over the ash hames, to haul Sledges of cordwood […]
In a week or ten days The snow and ice Will melt from Cemetery Road. I’m coming! Don’t move! Once […]
A storm was coming, that was why it was dark. The wind was blowing the fronds of the palm trees […]
Mount Kearsarge shines with ice; from hemlock branches Snow slides onto snow; no stream, creek, or river Budges but remains […]
It has happened suddenly, By surprise, in an arbor, Or while drinking good coffee, After speaking, or before, That I […]
To grow old is to lose everything. Aging, everybody knows it. Even when we are young, We glimpse it sometimes, […]
December twenty-first We gather at the white Church festooned Red and green, the tree flashing Green-red lights beside the altar. […]
Katie could put her feet behind her head Or do a grand pliĆ©, position two, Her suppleness magnificent in bed. […]
when my father had been dead a week I woke with his voice in my ear I sat up in […]
The clock of my days winds down. The cat eats sparrows outside my window. Once, she brought me a small […]
In the mid August, in the second year Of my First Polar Expedition, the snow and ice of winter Almost […]