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Now her coat drags through the water,
Bagging, with a life's-worth of hunger, limitless minnows
In the magnetic embrace,
Balletic and glacial, of Bear's insatiable shadow.
Ys (2006)
Picking through your pocket lining, well what is this?
Scrap of sassafras, eh Sisyphus?
Ys (2006)
Driven through by her own sword,
summer died last night, alone.
Have One On Me (2010)
Love is not a symptom of time.
Time is just a symptom of love
Divers (2015)
In martial wind, and in clarion rain,
we minced into battle, wincing in pain;
not meant for walking, backs bound in twine:
not angel or devil,
but level, in time.
Divers (2015)
lists of sins and solemn vows
don't make you any friends.
Divers (2015)
A feather of a hawk was bound
Bound around my neck
A poultice made of fig
The eager little vultures pecked
Have One On Me (2010)
This is the song for Baby Birch.
I will never know you.
And at the back of what we've done,
there is that knowledge of you.
Have One On Me (2010)
Though all I knew of the rote universe were those Pleiades, loosed in December,
I promised you I'd set them to verse, so I'd always remember
And if you come and see me,
you will upset the order.
You cannot come and see me,
for I set myself apart.
But when you come and see me,
in California,
you cross the border of my heart.
Have One On Me (2010)
I know we must abide
each by the rules that bind us here:
the divers, and the sailors, and the women on the pier.
Divers (2015)
Coats of bouclé, jacquard and cashmere;
cartouche and tweed, all silver shot —
and everything that could remind you
of how easy I was not.
Have One On Me (2010)
Hung from the underbelly of the Earth
While the stars skid away below
Gormless and brakeless; gravel-loose
Falling silent as gavels in the snow.
Have One On Me (2010)
But it can make you feel over, and old
(Lord, you know it's a shame),
when I only want for you to pull over,
and hold me,
till I can't remember my own name.
Have One On Me (2010)
Go to sleep, you stunning sky, gently creep, cunning by
A quiet hum is amplified by your thumb that you suck dry
A hundred raging waters snare the lonely sigh
Hold your breath and clasp at Cassiopeia.
The Milk-Eyed Mender (2004)
What’s redacted will repeat,
and you cannot learn that you burn when you touch the heat,
so we touch the heat,
and we cut facsimiles of love and death
(just separate holes in sheets
where you cannot breathe, and you cannot see).
Divers (2015)
And, for the sake of that pit of snakes,
for whom did you allay your shyness,
and spend all your mercy, and madness, and grace,
in a day, beneath the bending cypress?
Have One On Me (2010)
You don’t want to be
down in the trenches,
remembering with me,
where you will not mark my leaving,
and you will not hear my parting song.
Nor is there cause for grieving.
Nor is there cause for carrying on.
Divers (2015)
Now the towns and forests, highways and plains,
fall back in circles like an emptying drain.
And I won't come round this way again,
where the lonely wind abides,
and you will not take my heart, alive.
Divers (2015)
But inasmuch as that light is loaned,
insofar as we’ve borrowed bones,
must every debt now be repaid
in star-spotted, sickle-winged night raids
Divers (2015)