‘This envelope you say has something in itWhich once belonged to your dead son—or...
Month: January 2024
The half-shut doors through which we heard that musicAre softly closed. Horns mutter down...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloudAnd the cold clear dark of starlight...
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai?You narrow your long dark eyes to...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he seesThe soft blue starlight through the...
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence.You say (but use no words)...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its towerTicks with reverberant coil and...
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window—Platters and soup-plates done with pale...
This is the house. On one side there is darkness,On one side there is...
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us,Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes;You strike...