Poetry
Spring 1966
Learning the Language
The diphthongs are honey, the dentals are resinBetween the teeth: and, tasting, I can see:This country comes into my standing carLike the scent of orange blossoms,Like dust blown from the […]
Poetry
Summer 1962
Caracara
Miles of that desert are the billion-flowering mallow, Banner of orange broader than many vast horizons, Paradisal light laid far under the thorns. Out of the heart of light a […]
Poetry
Winter 1962
Black Vultures over Guaymas
HARBOR: TOWN: CEMETERY: DESERT: GARDEN: The hissing whistle of their wings dividing the light Above the red islands often lifted my head; And the sky, filled with the purpose of […]
Poetry
Winter 1947
To the South
The umber slant lands under the Apennines Clouded their sunward dust with pluffs and plumes, Rust of peaches, pale of almonds and plums, And lower yet a still green mist […]