Poems

The Sleepers

The Sleepers I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with open eyes over the shut […]

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The Torch

The Torch ON my northwest coast in the midst of the night, a fishermen’s group stands watching; Out on the lake, that expands before them, others […]

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The Unexpressed

The Unexpressed How dare one say it? After the cycles, poems, singers, plays, Vaunted Ionia’s, India’s -Homer, Shakespeare -the long, long times, thick dotted roads, areas, […]

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The Wound Dresser

The Wound Dresser 1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children, Come tell us, old man, […]

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