"When I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, …
Poetry
Falling
Falling with form through the air curled—back out, toe …
The Saracen
I saw his fiercesome face beleaguered by a daily-hourly bending sun, the …
Shot of Spenser
Wrath, jealousy, grief, love do thus expel: Wrath is a fire, and …
World Eye
there’s a world in my eye an island spinning round you and i can’t s …
Susan Stewart
Susan Stewart, in her Poetry and the Fate of the Senses, says that poetry …