The Guide is either the train hopper’s Bible or an outdated relic, a must-have or a crutch, depending on whom you ask.” ...

I’m tired of lying here. The mountain and the river are not bad.

The guidance counselor was my driver’s ed teacher. He liked to talk about football. He didn’t guide me much on driving. I angled the car into the school lot. We never practiced parallel parking.

And wylde for to hold, though I seme tame. W.S. MERWIN: I think this is probably the greatest sonnet Wyatt wrote, and I think it's one of the greatest sonnets in English. I've known it for so many ...

When my mother died in the mid-seventies, her only extant portrait took on a greater significance. Thus photography’s basic function: “Photography is an elegiac art,” as Susan Sontag wrote. To the ...

mop in Slam sweeping across the floor.

“Restaurants will break your heart” is something that I often hear myself saying. It has become a mantra. When did I start saying it, I wonder. Maybe it was when I first discovered the criss-crossed ...

Have all been fought and won. In a very short time, now. This war will be done. So I order my men. Children, actually, and far from home. To fight and die for nothing. We don't want no more of your ...

hat on head I safely turned, offer spurned.

"Come with me, and I will show you a beautiful bed. " And St. Francis led her to a large fire.

Remember where I came from. Think of a continent of sabled czars. Leave your home. Let exile fill your mouth like the lost language of the child. Understand the reason. A man who would not wear the ...

To make sure of nothing in particular, A prosody of focus going wide. That’s not till April 3rd (I found him).