"The nights are no longer warm,"

"FOG: Fog covers this region. / Can you still hear my voice? / I don't understand trees. / They try to grab our hair. …"

"IN THE SUN: Sickle moon still there in daylight. // We long for things as they were. / We want them back, / our blue-…"

"THE DESCENT: Faster I travel into the cold of the mountain / than I return from it. / One can't see the sun. / Wait, …"

"OPEN: Gnats, too, are partly / air / and the swarming of seagulls / at the wind's mercy / inchoate / I walk / in fron…"

"When I hate so much / that my eyes no longer close, / when I love so much / that I move, eyes open / close, far, with…"

"Without moving anything / I want to see / the way this autumn / makes the birds move."

"Up down / on summer's lake / the flying ant / finds a wall in the air"

"I lower the bill of my cap stop looking / thoughts ready to go / sit in this train that's as long as the journey"

"The sea raises you to your feet. And dead calm. Strands of light hold your hand. Now you have left this shore. Now yo…"