Earthquakes (Alison Luterman Poems)
So many so small go on day and nightunder your feet you barely notice.A big bang sounds like someone in ...
So many so small go on day and nightunder your feet you barely notice.A big bang sounds like someone in ...
I saw its periscope in the tide;its torpedo-seed seeking the soft sideof the island, the grey mud-bank.And, where it touched, ...
When I walk in my house I see pictures,bought long ago, framed and hanging-de Kooning, Arp, Laurencin, Henry Moore-that I've ...
After Joseph Roth Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi. Montaigne, De L'amitië The dream's forfeit was a night ...
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
Hangover of pearl white snow Gray ice losing power Brown dirt, clear leaves, rotting Wet dark chocolate, rich humus Eyes ...
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
For Brenda Williams La lune diminue; divin septembre. Divine September the moon wanes. Pierre Jean Jouve Themes for poems and ...
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