Then the war -- 1 -- Invasive species -- Of California -- That the gods must rest -- The enchanted bluff -- Little shields, in starlight -- Morning in the bowl of night -- Blue-winged warbler -- Not wild, merely free -- He didn't raise hand or voice -- In a field, at sunset -- The difficulty -- In a low voice, slowly -- Fixed shadow, moving water -- Somewhere, right now, a hawk -- Sing a darkness -- Among the trees -- 2 -- While night still keeps us -- Then the war -- As the rain comes down harder -- Something to believe in -- The blue door -- Rough surf in moonlight -- Like the sweet wet earth itself -- On coming close -- Electric -- Soft western light -- Everything all of it -- Blurry finally in too soon each of us -- Only portions of the map still legibly survive -- Archery -- Initial descent -- To autumn -- Of the shining underlife -- Anywhere like peace -- Entire known world so far -- Night comes and passes over me -- This far in -- Selected poems, 2007-2020 -- From speak low -- Speak low -- Mirror, window, mirror -- Captivity -- In a perfect world -- Distortion -- Storm -- Now in our most ordinary voices -- The raft -- From double shadow -- Fascination -- Continuous until we stop -- The grass not being flesh, nor flesh the grass -- The need for dreaming -- Almost tenderly -- Glory on -- Civilization -- Immaculate each leaf, and every flower -- Heaven and earth -- From silverchest -- So the mind like a gate swings open -- After the afterlife -- Black swan on water, in a little rain -- Neon -- Your body down in gold -- Anyone who had a heart -- Dominion -- But waves, they scatter -- Silverchest -- From reconnaissance -- Reconnaissance -- The darker powers -- Steeple -- Capella -- For long to hold -- Foliage -- The strong by their stillness -- Faintly, with falling stars -- Spring -- From wild is the wind -- Swimming -- Brothers in arms -- Musculature -- Not the waves as they make their way forward -- Gold leaf -- What I see is the light falling all around us -- If you go away -- For it felt like power -- Monomoy -- Wild is the wind -- The sea, the forest -- From pale colors in a tall field -- On being asked to be more specific when it comes to longing -- Pale colors in a tall field -- For nothing tender about it -- Dirt being dirt -- A little closer though, if you can, for what got lost here -- Yet no less grateful -- Is it true all legends once were rumors -- Overheard, under a dark enchantment -- If it must be winter -- Defiance -- Star map with action figures -- And if I fall -- Dangerous only when disturbed -- Wake up -- On triumph -- Unbridled -- We turn here -- To lie down. To wear nothing at all. -- Reasonable doubt -- Fine -- And swept all visible signs away -- Honest in which not gently -- Self -- Soundtrack for the frame of winter -- Star map with action figures -- My monster -- All the love you've got. |