AN ATTACK ON OUR HOUSE
On the trampled path curving between lawns to the house [...]
On the trampled path curving between lawns to the house [...]
A breeze might change lives as rain might change plants. [...]
I Snow catches the sun, casts it through clouds [...]
I wake in a green leather chair vaguely remembering you [...]
Head high or more, three or four inches wide at [...]
Every spring in flower beds a moment comes when the [...]
Outside the corporate totem, in half buttoned shirt and crisp [...]