The Back Side of the Sun
When I cry with bitter tears, such that if you happen to wash in their pool I fear you may get poisoned, don't send your reasonable questions…
When I cry with bitter tears, such that if you happen to wash in their pool I fear you may get poisoned, don't send your reasonable questions…
I would sleep better knowing I was near to The hundred sounds of wood Wood carved, cut, sawed, splintered Soft wood snapped underfoot, Hard wood cracked by…
Life is the adventure of losing your way: how wise that sounds, such a reassuring anapaestic paradox, but is it true or merely clever? The adventure may…
1 What use, what reason, can there be In loving like this, where there is No certain promise of equal return? But expressed, written out like this,…
Song for a Myrmidon A thousand ships sail with you my son To a foreign land and endless beaches of sand. My arms I gave you when…
In Memory of Willmoore Kendall They live here, these forlorn people—no riches to relinquish; their dawn no different than any other’s on this morning. But what…
If we’re waiting east of Eden, Then heading west just makes good sense. There, the days of August evens Lie gentle on a valley fenced By Beacon…
He holds back the waters and there is drought; He sends them forth and they overwhelm the land -Job 12:15 There hasn’t been a gust of…
He’s not seen two decades of suns, His skin is brown and blistered with memory; Our companion nervously folds his fingers, Pedro Romero buttons up his green…
Instead of a fence, we laid a hedge: not shrubbery you’d find in magazines, but a breathing barrier of rods and pleachers brought together to keep the…
Oh, little mountain valley, Narrow as a twig. How much you have changed, And how cruelly you have been bent. Once you were quiet and sleepy, Your…
Come listen, listen, listen To this tale I have to tell. Come listen to this tale Of a village with the strangest well. Come every one of…