- 4th
- 14:25
Short shameful confession
- 4 comments
- 5th
- 08:10
“daddy grips the wheel stares alone into the distance/he knows that something somewhere has to break
- 10 comments
- 6th
- 08:13
“The worms they crept in, and the worms they crept out, / And sported his eyes and temple about”
- 4 comments
- 7th
- 07:51
“i have stood here before inside the pouring rain/ the world turning circles running round my brain”
- 3 comments
- 8th
- 13:42
“i’m through with playing by the rules / of someone else’s game / too late for second-guessing”
- 2 comments
- 12th
- 09:20
“please bury me in the cottonwood trees / the ground grown too cold for me”
- 2 comments
- 13th
- 07:56
“a distance falls around our bodies / out in the garden, the moon seems very bright”
- 2 comments
- 19th
- 10:00
“The good are in their graves; thou canst not cheer / Their dark, cold mansions”
- 6 comments
- 23rd
- 10:28
Five New Songs from the Jade Terrace
- 2 comments
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- 26th
- 07:56
Three Hundred Tang Poems #261-290
- 2 comments
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- 27th
- 11:40
“A lone boat, straw rain hat, old man / Fishing alone, cold river, snow.”
- 2 comments
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