If in the epitaph of wineless glory
the mountainleaf
i count the years upon five fingers
ode to Dylan
imaginings
lovers in Frankfurt, years later
the smell of the green
infinity: tribute to a mother
the winter that time
now that the years have spittled me
our bread is watered in the wine
forest for the trees
Hiroshima
a winter’s tale
pickerel at Molly’s Gut*
to a war veteran
accentuation
because of kisses in the snow
blythe spirits
these, at Shiloh Church
poems
branding irons
de profundis
twelve circles
we who have fallen
infinity
death of a stranger
eyes of Israel
rivers of blood*
qui sumus
to the patriot judge*
when like horses
until the start of time
this island mine
love poem
nightsport
something, nothing
inferno, at Dante’s chapel
the drowning
the last wait
contemplations, at Bass Lake*
second cousins
spiral of smoke
poems published
moonsong: the folklore
moonsong: the madness
moonsong: the adventure
moonsong: the landing
moonsong: the romance
like some black hole
to pay the piper
soul out of soul
like mme. lafarge
the medal, posthumously
branches