Poetry
Winter 1988
The Hermit Wordman
Was he ill? Living in the empty house, in the one room, in the wind-peopled house, windows and doors continually creaked; a garrulous fire; jackdaws on the roof tree muttered […]
Poetry
Winter 1988
Villanelle: Success Story at Sea
And this shall be the acid test: to nail our colors to the mast because the last shall be the best. What never was so well expressed though often thought […]
Poetry
Winter 1988
‘The Deed Is Done’
Now it is time to decide. The need grew treelike. Summer suns toiled higher and winters took them noiselessly earthward, tree— slowly. But now, Now, is another thing. Time to […]
A Poem
Spring 1986
From Small Beginnings…
Buds into stars. A Milky Way just of daisies, down this Fen Meadow,scattered in a single morning, weather snowy with warmth; and if you look for causes, smalleffects have (reversing the proverb) […]
Six Poems, Three Poets
Autumn 1984
Hour Angle
Stay the same as you are. And I will(as if beggars could ride) go with you, that is stay the same … but perhaps more by changing: for so will youif the ocean […]
Six Poems, Three Poets
Autumn 1984
A Poem of Light and Shade
Shadows that look as if they grow. Planted in corners and undersides,underleaves. Shadows that gather and garner where sun cannot flush and flash, being all straightness. Yes. That look as if they […]