LIKE YOU Like you, I Iove life, the sweet enchantment of things, the heavenly landscape of January days. My blood too boils and I laugh through eyes that

IN WINTER In winter, the murderous death enters homes; it seeks the sister, the father, plays violin for them. But when the earth moves under the spade of

Love My soul was a light blue dress, the color of the sky; I left it on a rock by the sea and naked I came to you,

DEW They say I should not dwell In cold mountains so high I should not work in the scorching gorges so deep. They say I should not hide

Love poem The rose is pruned the autumn fruit stored passion furrowed the underbrush winters turned cold and without burning  sadness becomes fiercer than blood but sometimes drunk

EVENING SOCIETY This evening you appeared so precious and vulnerable amongst all those well off people, celebrating a luxurious life. You were so tiny, so frightfully finite, while

Never Alone Always this caressing Wind this Earth whispering to our feet this boundless desire of being grass tree heart *** Earth Poems and butterflies fly with wings

From the Bo tree a golden leaf floats down – meditating in mid air Anuradhapura, Sri Lanka *** Water flowing, no time to pass judgment on uneven boulders

  What’s your idea about my days that I usually spend without you? about my words that used rapidly evaporate and about my heavy pain about the knots

Times Square Switch on switch on once more lights at Times Square. Switch on for me in my last night in New York. The hot air in the