POEMS
For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid
For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid There is a country to cross you willfind in the corner of your eye, inthe quick slip of your foot--air fardown, a snap that might...
Self Portrait
Self Portrait It doesn't interest me if there is one GodOr many gods.I want to know if you belong -- or feel abandoned;If you know despairOr can see it in others.I want...
Lost
Lost Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission...
Dancing at the Still Point
Dancing at the Still Point What do we dowhen everything rational says,Let go!and everything emotional says,I cannot!We can swing back and forthbetween opposites...
Since We’ve Seen Each Other
Since We've Seen Each Other Since we've seen each other, a game goes on.Secretly, I move and you respond.You're winning, you think it's funny. But look up from the...
Birdwings
Birdwings Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look, and instead, here's the joyful face you've...