The Arrow and the Song
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight . . .
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Ars Poetica
A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit,
. . .
As Kingfishers Catch Fire
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's . . .
At Cross Purposes
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Is this writing mine
Whose name is this . . .
At Melville’s Tomb
Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge
The dice of drowned men’s bones he saw bequeath
An embassy. Their numbers as he watched, . . .
At the Vietnam Memorial
The last time I saw Paul Castle
it was printed in gold on the wall
above the showers in the boys’
. . .
Author’s Prayer
If I speak for the dead, I must leave
this animal of my body,
. . .
The Author to Her Book
Thou ill-form’d offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth didst by my side remain,
Till snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true, . . .
Barber
Learn from the man who spends much of his life speaking
To the back of your head knowing what it means to follow
. . .
A Barred Owl
The warping night air having brought the boom
Of an owl’s voice into her darkened room,
We tell the wakened child that all she heard . . .
