In the cool still night
Dew hangs on the violets
And love on your lips.
On the damp Spring earth
The camelia petals
Lie sweet in mourning.
Time like a blackbird
Sat on a bare branch and sang
Of life and sweet love.
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You and me
How well the tones and shadows go
Of silver birches on the snow!
How well the snowy mountains high
Are cut and shaped to fit the sky!
Just as the pine bark fits the tree,
So I fit you and you fit me!
Schloss Kasseg, Austria 1991.
Lichens of the mind
I come each year to where my father lies
And read again the polished granite stone,
Which tells me that he died on such a date,
At such an age and may he Rest in Peace.
The formula is bare, so much unsaid,
And with each year becomes more indistinct
As images I hold become concealed
Behind eroding lichens of the mind.
August 1985
I have a homing instinct for the stars 
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