Typings

  Tears     Tears! Tears! Tears! In the night, in solitude, tears. On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears, ...

Poetry Department Richard Howard/ No Traveller From 1989, one of Howard's best collections. It opens with a wonderful sequence of imagin...

  George Glenn, an Irish shepherd, has been found dead in his pasturage with a spade driven through his chest. Miss Maple, the cleverest she...

#315 He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on -- He stuns you by degrees -- Prepares your brittle Natur...

  #316 The Wind didn't come from the Orchard -- today -- Further than that --- Nor stop to play with the Hay -- Nor joggle a Hat -- He...