All the sailboats in the harbor …
Henri Cole
He drew …
I'm sorry I cannot say I love you when you say …
After the sewage flowed into the sea …
It is the hour of lamps. …
Hanging out the wash, I visit the cats. …
My father lived in a dirty-dish mausoleum, …
Dusty and treeless, the street sloped beneath us. …
After the death of my father, I locked …
Half-eagle, half-lion, the fabulous …
Born, I was born. …
There's a black bear …