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When I am among the trees,especially the willows and the honey locust,equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,they give off such hints of gladness.I would almost say that they save me, and daily.I am so distant from the hope…
At night the panther, who is lean and quick,is only a pair of eyes and, with a yawn, momentarily,a long, pink tongue. Mostly he listens as he walkson the puffs of his feet as if on a carpetfrom Persia, or…
I wish I was twenty and in love with life and still full of beans.Onward, old legs!There are the long, pale dunes; on the other sidethe roses are blooming and finding their laborno adversity to the spirit.Upward, old legs! There…
I have seen the great feetleapinginto the river and I have seen moonlightmilkyalong the long muzzle and I have seen the bodyof somethingscaled and wonderful slumped in the sudden fire of its mouth,and I could not tellwhich fit me more…
All the whileI was teachingin the state of VirginiaI wanted to seegray fox.Finally I found him.He was in the highway.He was singinghis death song.I picked him upand carried himinto a fieldwhile the cars kept coming.He showed mehow he could ripplehow…
We will be known as a culture that feared deathand adored power, that tried to vanquish insecurityfor the few and cared little for the penury of themany. We will be known as a culture that taughtand rewarded the amassing of…
Meadowlark, when you sing it’s as ifyou lay your yellow breast upon mine and sayhello, hello, and are we notof one family, in our delight of life?You sing, I listen.Both are necessaryif the world is to continue going aroundnight-heavy then…
The way the plovers cry goodbye.The way the dead fox keeps on looking down the hill with open eye.The way the leaves fall, and then there’s the long wait.The way someone says: we must never meet again.The way mold spots…
But when I came back I foundthat the body of the river was dying. “Did it speak?” Yes, it sang out the old songs, but faintly. “What will you do?” I will grieve of course, but that’s nothing. “What, precisely,…
Oh do you have time to linger for just a little while out of your busyand very important day for the goldfinches that have gathered in a field of thistlesfor a musical battle, to see who can sing the highest…