• Angels' Lace

    I thought about it while I sat there still-
    How infinite the time had seemed as well
    In so much abundance is where she fell
    It was not long before they took her will.... more »

  • In Retrospect

    He stacked them up like books, or lined them up
    On the shelf, title facing out, stiff, straight
    The memories he created, though late
    Were for her to have; the lens in close-up... more »

  • Why We Sigh

    The water spins in the washing machine
    But besides that, there is no other sound,
    In the house, a vapor let out from within
    Accumulates in one room, in the center and... more »