As the trees and the sky wear a more somber hue, At once beautiful, sad, and yet strange, And the lowering rays of late autumn imbue...

As the evening lights repine around me And the willow weeps against the glass, Soft my lover sleeps in bliss beside me, Soft the hours,...

Our love, it blooms in such a fiery hue, Secluded on a vast and arid plain. I know I’ll never see its like again, A color exquisite and...

For W. My fingertips of death in the V of your neck, I’m the murmuring penumbra slipping down to your chest. Man in the shadow valley of...

WHY SHULD I LERN TO SPELL? HELL, NO ONE REEDS WHAT I SAY ANYWAY!!! :( Sing for the cool night, whispers of constellations. Sing for the...

Flecks of yellow gold in bright cascades, Less like the hurried rain than lazy snow, Twirl downward, throwing out their warming glow As...

The sand of the shore is smooth and packed and heavy To meet the huge momentum of the rolling of the sea. The dociles do not change, the...

I do not need you like I do not need To read, or weep, or stew in nightly news. I do not need you like I do not need To whistle past the...

I’ve dreamt dreams fairer than my father’s dreams— I’ve dreamt dreams fairer than my mother’s dreams— Dreams dreamt by strangers stranger...

The world does not care what lies along the edge of the chisel or upon the face Of the hammer. It sees only David there. Before he was...

May all of your illusions be shattered beyond your ability to reassemble them. May you learn quickly from your failures and successes....

Locust Face down on the ground, hands by your sides, palms up, with all four limbs extended, lift your head, chest, arms and legs—a...

The color before the sun rises, due east, as the horizon is painted with streaks from heaven like a stained brush across the celestial...

A naked pagan dancing with the sky, I am alien in your world. Your houses, factories, TV sets, It is difficult for me to understand how...

The Portrait Imitated from the late sixteenth century A presence is the absence of an absence and therefore is a kind of absence too; so,...

“O foolish Cupid,” fair Apollo mocked. “To think that you, a wanton boy, should dare To think yourself the equal to a man Of arms, or...

I dreamt an endless dream; I dreamt my dreams had ceased. I dreamt the darkest dream; I dreamt of blinding light. I dreamt I was a fool;...

A dread disease, a time of woe Struck three hundred years ago And then again, and then again, So of this tale, I know not when— It...

A Flash of Gold A flash of gold descends onto a blade of grass, resolves into a dragonfly, lingers there, airing its wings as I creep in...

Forsaking ancient fears in modern spite, The new cartographers of mankind's soul Were steeped in drowsing minds without the toll Of...