The big angels thwack their batons along the perimeter of Eden. The fortified hot-house steams…

Nature’s classic metaphor: light rain against dark woods. The rain falls aslant. The trees are…

Buried in spring, mounds flower: first winter, desolation the season’s prized import. Strange custom that…

Rising fetlocks of a charging horse. Mane flecks sweat in the rider’s eyes. As in…

Tempest of greenery, stockings, and bourgeois laughing heads. Parenthetical absence of a workday: the lives…