The ring comes whenever it will
because it's dark
where the mountains mother

and being stuck in one spot
is something to ring bells about

“The wildness of the flower is all in the tone”

“Why does a heart wear its eyesinto helllike slivers of false sunshine”

“We have often had this particular exchange about climate and landscape and why …”

“There is no longer any class outside the class of character, and no history to …”