A wine taster was
ready to begin the birth...

It was not mental,
when you said...

The ambrosial ending
of the day. I was not sure...

Moon in dying
on the icy bridge...

Leaning against the shadow
of self, starting the...

I take me,
in the whirlpool of bridges...

I catch the sadness
of gray woods. Stone by...

Howling wind!
Why were you gathering the...

A tree waits to hug me
after shedding the...

It was a glass house.
A burning boat capsizes...

The God refuses to accept
the infant universe...

A diminutive moon
will ask about the infinity...