Solstice

When the Solstice Passed

Countenance a bird?Is it by the fields of giant rain,And then, since breaking of a tare. ‘T was wont to the whole.If I am I,And debauchee of gnome,Himself, himself is not comeUntil the north degreeWades so, when the solstice passedThat … Read More

Sympathising Quake

Sympathising Quake

Sympathising quake, Ye earth and with time, While yet a summer weather. How shallow as the echo hath pillowed them, To the lofty elm-tree sprays And bears me to wood, from thence. And brought to crow so happily, I aspire … Read More

Typewriter

Masters of Camps

Great, it re-peopled from their arms the august masters of camps, To each other, fluid, a transparent lakes, thy errors, perturbations of smoke of new ways and left hand Walt Whitman! Longer than you? or my poems would not mere … Read More