| Date |
Title |
Content |
|
Propitiation |
“Seven centuries ago seven white doves rose... |
|
morning alms |
sun full on my disburdened back, ... |
|
Firmament |
Firmament
Waiting for ships to come from... |
|
Kairos |
Turning of the tide.
Fractious waves... |
|
Startling Red |
There is always someone
watching, and... |
|
True |
True
resurrection is only a... |
|
thin shade |
uniform above, below.
sundials all,... |
|
black is |
where difference lies between soft
maple... |
|
black, a tanka |
last time she wore it
(that little black... |
