Song for Baby-O, Unborn when you break thruyou’ll finda poet herenot quite what one would choose. I won’t promiseyou’ll never go hungryor that you won’t be sadon this guttedbreakingglobe but I can show youbabyenough to… Continue Reading
An Exercise in Love for Jackson Allen My friend wears my scarf at his waistI give him moonstonesHe gives me shell & seaweedsHe comes from a distant city & I meet himWe will plant eggplants… Continue Reading
Unfolded Out of the Folds Unfolded out of the folds of the woman man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded,Unfolded only out of the superbest woman of the earth is to come the… Continue Reading
Accepting This Yes, it is true. I confess,I have thought great thoughts,and sung great songs—all of itrehearsal for the majestyof being held. The dream is awakenedwhen thinking I love youand life beginswhen saying I love… Continue Reading
What is the Earliest Sign of Civilization? Dr. Paul Brand recalled attending a lecture given by anthropologist Margaret Mead, who spent much of her life studying primitive cultures. She asked her audience a series of… Continue Reading
The Wild Iris At the end of my sufferingthere was a door. Hear me out: that which you call deathI remember. Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting.Then nothing. The weak sunflickered over the dry… Continue Reading
O Southern Cross, O Clover of Scented Phosphorus O Southern Cross, O clover of scented phosphorus,with four kisses this day penetrated your beautyand traversed my hat and the shadows:the moon went turning round a coldness.… Continue Reading