Adam
Had'em

The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?

A bee
staggers out
of the peony.

Birds singing
in the dark
—Rainy dawn.

The low yellow
moon above the
Quiet lamplit house.

A snowy morning--
by myself,
chewing on dried salmon.

Autumn Moonlight--
a worm digs silently
into the chestnut.

You fit into me
like a hook into an eye

a fish hook
an open eye

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough.

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.

"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentleman can see—
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency.

Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
I'll draw a sketch of thee,
What kind of pencil shall I use?
2B or not 2B?

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.

To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you're wrong, admit it;
Whenever you're right, shut up.

What's friendship? The hangover's faction,
The gratis talk of outrage,
Exchange by vanity, inaction,
Or bitter shame of patronage.

And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
      Not shaking the grass

A man said to the universe:
"Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."

In contact, lo! the flint and steel,
By sharp and flame, the thought reveal
That he the metal, she the stone,
Had cherished secretly alone.

All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.

Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.

There was an Old Man in a tree,
Who was horribly bored by a bee.
When they said, "Does it buzz?"
He replied, "Yes, it does!
It's a regular brute of a bee!"

I come in from a walk
With you
And they ask me
If it is raining.

I didn't notice
But I'll have to give them
The right answer
Or they'll think I'm crazy.

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the ice box

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Time is
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve,
Too Short for those Rejoice;
But, for those who Love,
Time is not.

In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you

Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,

It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me.

Oh it's so easy to say -

'Give what you think you lack -
You feel unloved? Then give love, and love, and love...'...

On the other hand -
Do you have any better advice?

Love - what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
Life - what is life? Upon a moorland bare
To see love coming and see love depart.