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Warbling up great canyons, drifting over silent spaces of time. When the moon fills, when the night is soft, loon laughter transforms...

Softly Water teases the shore. Midnight embraced. The fawn’s gentle passage Across the divide between Sea and space. Gently it massages...

The old chasm finds us, The old circle of rising And greeting Is lost to the winds. Memories virtue remains But its edges grow dim. So...

In the pale first reflection, daylight approaches. it comes to us quietly, slow and soft. It wakes us from shadow, it prods us with rude...

We search the margins of the world for a returning voice. We ply, in the deepest parts of the night, for starships to carry us, born upon...

Who knows where I have travelled, who can tell where I have been? I’ve seen the lodges watching west, I’ve been to continents then...

Marigolds first appear in the ditches, far before the summer crowd. They are the first to signal the birth of spring. They lie in low...

In the distance the thunder but the mosquitoes are swarming. Life implodes. From out of the shadows and swampy places, they ferry and...