Doomed beauties, my companions, my familiars, …
Rachel Hadas
Down milk-bright colonnades …
Amidst the glossy dark green foliage …
Lilacs look neon in fading light. …
It has arrived—the long rag rug …
Call me the bee buzzing in the museum. …
Ida and Isidor Straus sleep side by side …
A Greek I worked for once would always say …
Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn— …
Sing now the heavy furniture of the fall, …
Saturday, April 5. Welles’s Othello: …
Return …
As if because you lay …