Poems

Monsters

Grendel the man-scathe climbs from the dark, wet below...

You Move Like

YOU MOVE LIKE   the wind in a sycamore; water flowing...

Mary

MARY   A bright autumn day with high clouds scudding...

Time of the Fox

I’ve seen these outlaws in my garden, more independent...

Birthday Letter Unsent

BIRTHDAY LETTER UNSENT   Because he had hurt you I...

Small Visitors

SMALL VISITORS   First the moth, caught in the...

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