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…

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

And the place was water Fish fowl flood

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.

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

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

You are my friend— you bring me peaches and the high bush cranberry you carry my fishpole

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

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

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

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

My wife is ill! And I sit waiting for a quorum Fast ride

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

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