First Lesson

Lie back daughter, let your headbe tipped back in the cup of my hand.Gently, and I will hold you. Spreadyour arms wide, lie out on the streamand look high at the gulls. A dead-man’s float is face down. You will diveand swim soon enough where this tidewaterebbs...

Sabbaths 1985, V

How long does it take to make the woods?As long as it takes to make the world.The woods is present as the world is, the presenceof all its past and of all its time to come.It is always finished, it is always being made, the actof its making forever greater than the...

Morning Poem

Every morningthe worldis created.Under the orangesticks of the sunthe heapedashes of the nightturn into leaves againand fasten themselves to the high branches –and the ponds appearlike black clothon which are painted islandsof summer lilies.If it is your...

Over I journey

Over I journeyAnd for each painA pleasant sting onlyShall one day remain.Yet in a few momentsThen free am I,And intoxicatedIn Love’s lap lie.Life everlastingLifts, wave-like, at me,I gaze from its summitDown after thee.Your lustre must vanishYon mound underneath...

The Detached

We die,Welcoming Bluebeards to our darkening closets,Stranglers to our outstretched necks,Stranglers, who neither care norcare to know thatDEATH IS INTERNAL.We pray,Savoring sweet the teethed lies,Bellying the grounds before alien gods,Gods, who neither know norwish...

Testament

And now to the Abyss I passOf that Unfathomable Grass…1.Dear relatives and friends, when my last breathGrows large and free in air, don’t call it death –A word to enrich the undertaker and inspireHis surly art of imitating life; conspireAgainst him....