Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave

We were entwined in red rings Of blood and loneliness before The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds Above a virgin forest, and

Beloveds, now we know that we know… Without notice, our dear love can… In the instant that Michael is go… Though we are many, each of us is… Only when we confess our confusion…

I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs,

A last love, proper in conclusion, should snip the wings forbidding further flight. But I, now,

Your hands easy weight, teasing the bees hived in my hair, your smile at th… slope of my cheek. On the occasion, you press

Tears The crystal rags Viscous tatters Of a worn-through soul Moans

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

She came home running back to the mothering blackness deep in the smothering blackness white tears icicle gold plains of… She came home running

When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, an att…

Some clichty folks don’t know the facts, posin’ and preenin’ and puttin’ on acts, stretchin’ their backs.

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried token… Of their sojourn here

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing

The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that… Some people wrap their lies around… And you sit wondering

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city