Did you ever stand at The river’s edge My love, and...
Catastrophe made her hungry Until she ate herself sick And drank...
As if I were a gentle lady Captured by pirates of...
Of life You have given us the roots We need to...
Known are we Into such precarious pretense You, quivering a foretaste...
And into the night Have you sensed my presence In uprooted...
He comes And goes He rarely throws Me only bits Of...
I write for myself A captive audience Quiet. Attentive. Nearly inaudible...
Easy on the ice, she said I am in love with...
Mayday! The captain has returned To her ship On voyage to...