The black panes

We have a lot of windows. I sit next to them at this time of the year thinking, Just five … More

Autumn

Autumn One night goes on longer than the rest, never so long, whiled away. Then dawn. Goodbye, insects. Hollow casings … More

Save Us From Save us from night, from bleak open highways without end, and the fluorescent oases of gas stations, … More

Ten Thousand It is dusk. The birds sweep low to the lake and then dive up. The wind … More