Author: William Stafford

It is time for all the heroes to go home If they have any, time for all of us common […]

Paw marks near one burrow show Graydigger At home, I bend low, from down there swivel My head, grasstop level […]

Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window. No cloud, no wind. Air that flowers held For awhile. […]

Day after day up there beating my wings With all the softness truth requires I feel them shrug whenever I […]