What can I tell you that you don’… that will make you tremble again? Forsythia by the roadside, by wet rocks, on the embankments

A child draws the outline of a bod… She draws what she can, but it is… she cannot fill in what she knows… Within the unsupported line, she k… that life is missing; she has cut

Small light in the sky appearing suddenly between two pine boughs, their fine needle… now etched onto the radiant surfac… and above this

How can you say earth should give me joy? Each th… born is my burden; I cannot succee… with all of you. And you would like to dictate to m…

To say I’m without fear— It wouldn’t be true. I’m afraid of sickness, humiliatio… Like anyone, I have my dreams. But I’ve learned to hide them,

One summer she goes into the field… stopping for a bit at the pool whe… looks at herself, to see if she detects any changes. She se… the same person, the horrible mant…

I never turned anyone into a pig. Some people are pigs; I make them Look like pigs. I’m sick of your world That lets the outside disguise the…

My mother’s an expert in one thing… sending people she loves into the… The little ones, the babies—these she rocks, whispering or singing q… what she did for my father;

Requiring something lovely on his… Took me to Stamford, Connecticut,… His family’s; later picking up the… Girlfriend of Charlie, meanwhile… On some third guy also up for the…

Even now this landscape is assembl… The hills darken. The oxen Sleep in their blue yoke, The fields having been Picked clean, the sheaves

The garden admires you. For your sake it smears itself wit… The ecstatic reds of the roses, So that you will come to it with y… And the willows—

The nights have grown cool again,… Of early spring, and quiet again.… Speech disturb you? We’re Alone now; we have no reason for s… Can you see, over the garden-the f…