Wheeling motel: poems

ǂt Another working dawn

ǂt Baudelaire

ǂt Kyrie

ǂt Day one

ǂt Will

ǂt Intake interview

ǂt Why do you ask

ǂt Sketch for a novel

ǂt After absence

ǂt Association

ǂt The our father

ǂt With a child

ǂt Pediatric suicide

ǂt Triptych

ǂt At 54

ǂt Waltham Catholic cemetery

ǂt Professor alone during office hours

ǂt The problem

ǂt Günter Eich apocrypha

ǂt east window: little compton

ǂt The balance

ǂt Für Elizabeth

ǂt Out of delusion

ǂt No answer no why

ǂt Unwriting

ǂt The question

ǂt Approaching New York City

ǂt Address

ǂt Hospitalization

ǂt December: revisiting my old isolation room

ǂt Happy oblivion

ǂt Night flight turbulence

ǂt To a Boston poet

ǂt My pew

ǂt The call

ǂt The world of the senses

ǂt Solution

ǂt Passing scenes (while reading Bashō)

ǂt At the desk

ǂt Thirteen lines

ǂt Abuse : to my brother

ǂt Wheeling motel

ǂt The face

ǂt "My peace I leave"

ǂt The catfish

ǂt Reader

ǂt Bumming a cigarette

ǂt The student

ǂt Text recalled from the fragments of Rilke

ǂt The soul complains

ǂt To a young poet

ǂt Eucharist

ǂt Irises in rain

ǂt Anniversary

ǂt Music heard in illness.