My mother saw the green tree toad on the window sill her first one since she was young. We saw it breathe

The wild and wavy event now chintz at the window was revolution . . . Adams to Miss Abigail Smith:

Old Mother turns blue and from us… “Don’t let my head drop to the ear… I’m blind and deaf.” Death from t… a thimble in her purse. “It’s a long day since last night.

Nothing worth noting except an Andromeda with quadrangular shoots— the boots of the people

He lived—childhood summers thru bare feet then years of money’s lack and heat beside the river—out of flood

Grandfather advised me: Learn a trade I learned to sit at desk

Mr. Van Ess bought 14 washcloths? Fourteen washrags, Ed Van Ess? Must be going to give em to the church, I guess. He drinks, you know. The day we m…

I married in the world’s black night for warmth if not repose. At the close—

I rose from marsh mud, algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs to see her wed in the rich

Ten thousand women and I the only one in boots Life’s dance:

In the great snowfall before the b… colored yule tree lights windows, the only glow for contemp… along this road I worked the print shop

Popcorn—can cover screwed to the wall over a hole so the cold can’t mouse in

My friend tree I sawed you down but I must attend an older friend the sun

The chemist creates the brazen approximation: Life Thy will be done