A woman sprints through a forest ahead of lightning and [...]

Even if that garden still exists with its trimmed hedges [...]

As a boy I dreamed your nipples red and swollen [...]

Illuminated now by stars the tracks leave the trail in [...]

I liked us so much better when we slept face [...]

In the cobble stone lane a young woman in dark [...]

(1952)   Away from the humidity and sweat of that [...]

A man on a mesa marvels all afternoon at an [...]

Twice I've dug in against death, twice I've seen its [...]

Some days the sun visits me bent over a barren [...]