A Toad, Can Die Of Light -

You Cannot Fold A Flood And Put It In A Drawer, Because The Winds Would Find It Out And Tell Your Cedar Floor.

A Courteous, Yet Harrowing Grace, As Guest, That Would Be Gone

And Then--a Day As Huge As Yesterdays In Pairs, Unrolled Its Horror In My Face-- Until It Blocked My Eyes

My Best Acquaintances Are Those With Whom I Spoke No Word

The Heart Wants What It Wants - Or Else It Does Not Care