Poetry
Spring 1990
Losers, Keepers: The Opus of Wilhelmina Scrowd
II. Wilhelmina’s Opus on Progress The Sage has no heart of her own. She uses the heart of the people as her heart. Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching, Chapt. […]
Poetry
Spring 1983
Pocahontas from Her New World
I. To Powhatan Dear, great Powhatan, father, I would write news to you of this new world, and yet, the deepest syllables that I might use are nowhere written. There’s […]