OCCUPANTThe sad mailbox of my extreme youth, what did it ever deliver? The only...
A CRITICPick up your socks. Clean the house once in a while. Go to the dentist. ...
HISTORIANPiles and piles of books, boxes of documents, photographs, bones, shreds of clothes...
YOU WHO KNOWI was just enough bigger that I could wrestle you into the clean straw of the mow...
GRIFFY LAKEI spread my smooth water like a lap and caught the trees' faces where they fell...
Dear Eric,
I saw the largest moon ever rise huge bright yellow, sailing where
it cared to: up Orion's Belt, over where the stars peak in their
wheeling, down to the tops of oak and maple above your house.
You slept. Those who dreamt of you that night stood at the window.
Vapors from your deep breathing slipped under the door and climbed
the trees on their way to the moon. Silent blinding white now,
it took all away past the low hills close by.
Witness