Find a Place

Sugar Camp

   

Where the air is fresh

Slip into serenity

The point is to live

Grief

New York City, April 2008

This was the city

Magnolias fell on concrete

This was the farewell

When Long Enough in October Woods

The mind comes running

Like a wild thing and lies down

On a bed of leaves

—with lines by Mary Oliver

Dig

I opened the earth

And breathed a thousand secrets

So sweet a perfume

As Evening Takes Hold

Less difference now

Between the shadow in me

And all the shadows

Succumbing to the Spectacle

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A season passes

Shrouded in crimson and dew

A season arrives