Posted on February 20, 2021February 19, 2021 Each and Permeable Thing The body, lattice that it is permits a breath of eons… Continue Reading
Posted on February 19, 2021February 18, 2021 The Songs We Sang I would sing those songs but why… Continue Reading
Posted on February 18, 2021 Footprints in Snow The prints, domestic and brand-name, plodding the same diligent course… Continue Reading
Posted on February 17, 2021 The Hills on Which We Meet Sleep — In some sort of damp vernacular she speaks… Continue Reading
Posted on February 15, 2021 There is no such love There is no such praise as praise for love perfected… Continue Reading
Posted on February 13, 2021 Bungalow I take leave and let the rough hands of this house unknot the sinew… Continue Reading
Posted on February 13, 2021February 13, 2021 February Pastoral Rawboned in a way that makes all hope despair… Continue Reading
Sweet and Bitter Greens 