“If Springtime crawls out of thewild mouths of flowers, thensurely, Winter crawls out of mine.”

“If the sun rolled back like an eye,it would see the mind of God.”

“There are boneswaiting for names in the graveyards.Even the sun above us is dying, onelanded repetition of light at a time.”

“Consider the road, long and forkedas the Devils own tongue.Consider the Devil, burningevery bridge; Placingin every tree a black bird. In every bird a black thought.”

“Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles. My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.”

“Consider my Lover; the yellow churchof his skin, the clean wells of his ears;How the notes of a song come to himlike birds descending on a power line;How in his absence I am of twothroats--each of ...”

“When we look up at the sky, we are trying to find the way back to ourselves”

“Only weak thinkers do not love the sky.”

“Your sky is full of stars and my arms too short to reach a piece to call my own”