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Mappamundi Ouroboros

Little Black Song of Too Much Happiness

Little Allegory

The Flies and the Scorpion

I Stand and Knock

Christmas Card from Kentucky

It Began with the Beginning: Alopecia Areata

Bird on Knee

Yanjing Beer

Rusted Chain

Poems from the Archive

Putting Out into the Deep from Gloucester


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Deserted


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At the Amphitheatrum Flavium


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image of a woman standing with her back to the camera, in front of a bicycle. she is visible from the waist up. in front of her is a long river, and the opposite bank is full of buildings for a city. a man on a bike is in the far right distance, blurred out. the woman is lit up by a patch of golden light in an otherwise greenish blue image of dusk.

You Enter That Light


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Meditation on the Evangelista


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Canticle of the Cherry Tree


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[We have nothing…]


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The Fruit Thereof


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image of a road covered in melting snow, with a giant puddle reflecting the sky. one of the puddles, closest to the camera, is dark blue, the other puddle, further away, is red and orange and glistening with a lone car's headlights. the car, road, and trees are black from the dawn. the top of the sky is a pale blue and pink shell color, the bottom thick bands of red and gold for the sunrise.

Psalm for the January Thaw


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Stole


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Making Dinner I Think about Poverty—


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I Said to God, “I’m Thinking of You”


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World


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A Request


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Father Rodney


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Sharing a Painting


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[A soft, slow smell rises up]


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Tabernacle


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Small Graces


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Lessons of a Gentle Childhood


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Speak, Rain


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Repetition Compulsion


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Colloquy


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Another Idiot Psalm: We Say Flight


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three champagne glasses set on the ground in front of feet walking away from the champagne. the image is in black and white and made with film, it is grainy and has a nostalgic feel to it.

Oriana Fallaci in New York


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Icon of an Unknown Saint


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Anti-poetics


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Trinity


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Sometimes a Prayer


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Orchard


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far away shot of a city and freeway in twilight. everything in the image is bathed in a deep purple, violet twilight. on the freeway, the headlights of the car make little pinpricks of light. the sky hanging above the earth is dark purple nearest the ground and the trees, and then there is a burst of yellow and deep pink clouds under a pale sky the color of eggshells, just as a smooth, and dimming steadily.

Lord, Sky


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rich blue sky with a brighter blue in the center, ringed by darker jewel blue tones. arctic birds fly across the sky, their white bodies punctuating the sky.

Greater Solitude


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The Shadow-Cross


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Still Working it Out


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Deus ex Machina


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a collection of wine glasses, short and squat glasses, and a clear vase-shaped glass for water sit on top of a black table. the rims of rounded elegant black chairs sit on either side of the table.

Elegy for William Carlos Williams on the Eve of His 125th Birthday


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Image of two dark green chairs in shadows on opposite sides of a window that is casting golden light throw yellow shutters.

Twins


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The Perfectly Transparent Splinter


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Ya-Quddus


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it is dusk: we see water, deep maroon with black shadows crested on the underside of shelled waves,. a boat lit up with gold lights and steaming smoke into the mauve-dusky sky casts bands of gold and glittering lights on the path of the water, leaves a dark shadow behind it. the shore is a black band of shadows.

Passage


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Go Gentle


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Adjusting to Darkness


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Liturgy of the Hours


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From The Book of Brothers


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Ash Wednesday, Unshowered


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Portrait of the Psalmist as Ultra-Singer


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This is Not About Looking Like a Success


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Kinds of Resistance


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Orpheus in the Garden


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Guide to Avian Architecture


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Temple Tomb


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Against the Light


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Altricial


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Blue Heron, Marlborough


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William Eggleston


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multiple frames of the same windows up at the top of the ceiling. The room is dim and the windows let in blue from the trees and golden light.

At the Synagogue Rummage Sale


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Folding a Five-Cornered Star So the Corners Meet


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In a Dream William Stafford Visits Me


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Sunday: Day of Rest


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Radiance


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