Mobile, strict and tireless, of which I ask the required questions. Smiling, my sister instructs…

Stars blunt and are gone. In swift cathedrals spawn miniatures of perfect glass till tremors…

Ponderous to a sunny maid ‘naar Van Gogh’ as it were till light’s defeat and…

Intimate work. Canine architecture startles, rising beyond the synagogue’s voluptuous gold. Above the city an…

Beat it, song. I’m a better poet when not in love. Spring’s going leaves me…