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You have not spoken for hours Your eyes avoid mine And dishes were done with a special clamor. You sit at the far end of the sofa Leg..

Soft breath winds crossed the field Wildflowers bending in its reverence Cottoned clouds in their endless journey While the brook chatter..

A rain pregnant sky parasols me Heavy bellied, sagging against the horizon While sewers gargle dust And chimneys belch black smoke Th..

If we were back again in Santa Margherita The whitecaps would be announcing A new chill upon the waters For it is autumn And the last l..

How many seasons Have chased each other Across the paths of my life? While a step grew slower And my hair decided To imitate ..

I wear the scars of old passions The woes and wounds of other days When love was a word And flesh was the messenger. I bear the ..

There are showers of leaves within our glen Because autumn has come upon us I go there often, each tortuous step To remember and to imagi..

Neither calendar or clock Was made with mercy Brutal beats of pendulums Green promise to the faded leaf. The mirrored image is ..

It is a city with its lurid lights lavishing upon the night Products hawked in gaudy neon Street lamps form uniform circles upon the pavemen..

I will not weep when winter comes Though you loved to walk on crispy snow Not one tear shed when autumn’s done And biting winds ..