- - Some Questions You Might Ask by Mary Oliver Is the soul solid, like iron? Or is it tender and breakable, like the wings of a moth in...

                      . . . for the roses Had the look of flowers that are looked at. - from Four Quartets, by T. S. Eliot Ever since my...

- - Goldenrod On roadsides,     in fall fields,       in rumpy branches,           saffron and orange and pale gold, in little tow...

- - The Swan Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air - An ar...