Hot Hills in Summer Heat, A Poem
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
Behind all art is an element of desire.Love of life, of existence, love ofanother human being, love ofhuman beings is …
To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break …
These are the themes that run through so much of what I’m compelled to write about. No doubt because they …
From “Peter Quince at the Clavier” by Wallace Stevens. Just as my fingers on these keys Make music, so the …
I’ve been thinking a lot about desire and loss lately and remembering a paper I wrote exploring this topic. It …
Meditation at Lagunitas By Robert Hass All the new thinking is about loss. In this it resembles all the old …
Lately I’ve become obsessed by scent. Perfume, to be more precise. I seldom wear it and know little of it, …