A Story

A Story


The Coach Man

My words spill out like pebbles from a driveway

“and visions of carnal bodies”

“It is the same music”

of times past here and coming

“Up here we walk on—our eyes wrinkled in smile”

The Han Shan Poems

A Sweater to Warm Time

But There Is Also

Wind Song

The Old Man’s Song

Two Lovers

Walk On

“Life is ours. If we are collected by”

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