aging poet
fastened to a dying animal
be careful with your words
the tightened bow
—with a line and a metaphor by Yeats.
Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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- Tornado Watch
- Shells
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- Rain on the Bar
- Yielding
- Uncommon Senses
- As if the Sea Had Been Stilled
- The Cycle Unintended
- Vision
- Creature of Light
- Red Planet
- Lorca Leads Her to the River
- Perpetual
- Psalm of the Divided Sky
- Knowing Where
- Bring
- Universe
- Renewal
- Inspired Parishioners
- Slower in Spring Snow
- Rain in the Woods Is a Woman
- Red Maples
- salvation
- A Wave, and Off You Go
- Happenstance
- Missing the Dead
- At the Edge
- Principium
- The Message
- Cold Sweat
- Gravitation
- Restarting in Rain
- Right Words, Right Order
- Searcher, Be Advised
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