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My young love said to me,"My mother won't
And my father won't slight
For your lack of kind
"And she stepped away from

This is how we used to imagine the ocean floor: a steady snow of dead diatoms and forams drifting higher in the sunken plains, a soggy dust on the climbing underwater peaks
But such a weather would build a parched earth, a ball of salt
D...

The force that through the green fuse drives the
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of
Is my destroyer
And I am dumb to tell the crooked

They shut the road through the
Seventy years ago
Weather and rain have undone it again,
And now you would never

He sees through stonehe has the secreteyes this old black onewho under prison skiessits pressed by the sunagainst the western wallhis pipe between purple gumsthe years falllike overripe plumsbursting red fleshon the dark earthhis time is not my ti...

A boat, beneath a sunny
Lingering onward
In an evening of July —Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing

My young love said to me:
My mother won't mind,
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind
She put her arms 'round me; these words she did say:

His heart to me, was a place of palaces and pinnacles and shining towers;
I saw it then as we see things in dreams,—I do not remember how long I slept;
I remember the tress, and the high, white walls, and how the sun was always on the to...

Through these pale cold days What dark faces burn Out of three thousand years, And their wild eyes yearn, While underneath their brows Like waifs their spirits grope For the pools of Hebron again— For Lebanon's summer slope
They leave these b...

Traveling through the dark I found a deerdead on the edge of the Wilson River road
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead
By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the caran...

When you're up against a trouble, Meet it squarely, face to face; Lift your chin and set your shoulders, Plant your feet and take a brace
When it's vain to try to dodge it, Do the best that you can do; You may fail, but you may conquer, See i...

Moving through the dew, moving through the dew,
Ere I waken in the city—Life, thy dawn makes all things new
And up a fir-clad glen, far from all the haunts of men,
Up a glen among the mountains, oh my feet are wings again