Poetry
Winter 1964
All I Tell You from My Heart
I begged my love to wait a bit Although the sky was clear: "I smell a shower of rain," said I, "And you'll be caught, I fear." "You want to […]
Poetry
Winter 1964
To Myrto about Herself
Fierce though your love of her may be, What man alive can doubt I love her more? Come now, agree Not to turn rivalrous of me, Lest you and I […]
Poetry
Winter 1964
In Time
In time all undertakings are made good, All cruelties remedied, Each bond resealed more firmly than before—Befriend us, Time, Love’s gaunt executor!
Poetry
Winter 1964
In Disguise
Almost I welcome the dirty subterfuges Of this unreal world closing us in, That present you as a lady of high fashion And me as a soldier on the retired […]
Poetry
Winter 1964
The Leap
Forget the rest: my heart is true And in its waking thought of you Gives the same wild and furious leap That jerks it from the brink of sleep.
Poetry
Winter 1964
Man Does, Woman Is
Studiously by lamplight I appraised The palm of your hand, its heart-line Identical with its head-line; And you appraised the approving frown. I spread my cards face-upward on the table, […]
Nonfiction
Autumn 1960
The Case for Xanthippe
Though I rely on intuition for the writing of poems and for the general management of my life, the cult of intuition has never tempted me to dispense with reason. […]