Reflections of a Man's Heart

Poetry

Dream notebook

Serenade

To know the why we are

Somewhere I have never travelled

Breathe, before it's gone

In the town with cat-shaped maze

Coming off -after all

Doppelgänger

An Event Which Makes No News

As I lay with my Head in your Lap, Camerado

Nothing lasts

The road not taken

The habit of wanting your

Preparation

God (3)

Hair poem

The door

I fell because of wisdom

Since feeling is first

How long have we forgotten how to listen!

Nosotros somos quien somos

It may not always be so;and i say

I carry your heart with me

A string of jewels

Only a little while

Petal Fall

Evening, Late Fall

The Props assist the House

Amazing!

Spring at Yesan station

Summer Garden

Song

Forest Lake

Junto al Mar

Things can be easy

At Home in the Summer Mountains

Wisdom

I bless the daily labor

Question

In the evening your vision widens / the night...

Evening twilight

Everything's been realized

I cannot forget

The Adamantine Perfection of Desire

I will do nothing but listen

Why then we do not despair?

Stillness

There is no one . . .

The spring days are now!

To You

We two, how long we were fool'd

You wake me,

Spring is early this year

Shellfish

Sweet and sad

Punished in the moment of love

This mountain calmly steeps in rain

It is the time of rain and snow

On Foot I Had to Walk Through the Solar Systems

See how the roads are strewn

Rushing at times like flames

Drenched with dew

One geography

Your eyes, O my beloved

Some questions cannot be answered

Why did you vanish into empty sky?

Goya's Scream

Splinters

Love me. At this moment we

Nothing in the world is usual today

I wish I were close

Listening to pity

The Rose

Emily Dickinson to Thomas Wentworth Higginson

Tantric Buddhist Women's Song

A land not mine

Birth, old age

As a symbol

Something better forgotten

Letting the days grow dark

Love wastes me away

This satiates the soul, this stays the mind,

The morning glory!

Can't tell us apart

The thief

The Gods are not large

Different dimensions

In a gust of wind

Once, far over the breakers

Turning and turning in the widening gyre

Winter days

As if we preferred the weight to the prize...

The Impulse

Fleeting world

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

Knotted against me

In Yellow Grass

The kingdom

Epitafio para la tumba de un poeta

Weather Forecast

Having done

A pale green mist

Bring me my spear!

Part my breasts

Untranslatable

I wish I had thought to put my face to the grass

I think of a girl who is not here

Resurrection

Who has seen the wind

As she sleeps beside me

Scattering blossoms

The way I must enter

The world loved by moonlight

Window

Body exposed in the golden wind

Tornado I would say

The pattern that connects

And yet...

Heat

Why was I given breasts?

The bow

Tinge of green

I wouldn't lose one

Can eternity stay in my palm?

To see a world in a grain of sand

Saddest Poem

Rebus

I gave the jewel away to its owner

Even though we've kissed

It ceased to hurt me, though so slow

Things I want decided

Revolution

Mirror

To Every Thing There is a Season

Oak tree

Some day in six inches of

Time passes

At daybreak

Red berries

Opening our mouths at even the sight of the bit

Tangled

'Twas my one Glory

Nothing can slake my thirst

Nothing is perfect

Gazing at your pillow

The Ring

Not speaking of the way

Space

Dialogue

Blue Horse

Friends' week

Precious, transient

What a little girld had on her mind

Blasphemy

A continuous embroidery

Labor pains

The only sin is detachment

Taking care of broken windows

All things are incandescent

Love as salt

The Snow Falling on Chagall's Village

Ariake, or 'the waning moon at dawn'

All we know of heaven, all we need of hell

Marred, lovely, and flawed

I too am untranslatable

I remember the way we parted

Such small things

Absence

If only seeing you could be like this

"The color of sunshine"

Who touches this, touches a man

The Bare Tree; a Prologue to Poetry

Waking to a simple longing

Book received: 'Poetry Classics: Algernon...

What's in a name

Neighbours' gardens

Only the lull I like

Prologue for a Flower

Flower

If you give birth

Nothing surpasses seeing you

Weaving thoughts of cotton

Giving yourself to be ruined

Finite Infinity

Fireworks

Each Life Converges to some Centre

Such being Finitude

A Summer Moth's Visible Burning

That girl?

I am the woods and the beast

True love is drunk

The atmosphere is not a perfume

Each Happiness Ringed by Lions

Happy are those who know

Late Prayer

To hear the falling world

"A Carbon-Based Life Form"

Giving birth or being born

Singing Image of Fire

Released

We fail so often, in such ordinary ways

Driving Coldness Away

In Praise of Coldness

Stemmed glass

Nodding yes or shaking no?

Carry me off

Pillow

Books received: poetry

Their height in heaven comforts not

Lion and Angel Dividing the Maple Between Them

Little Bane

Don't go far off, not even for a day

Abdication

For what binds us (II)

For what binds us

Listening

Almost here

Books & Poetry: "Given Sugar, Given Salt"

To SW

Justice without passion

Books & Poetry: "The Ink Dark Moon", "Of...

When lions love

Deferring dreams

The Lightning - never asked an Eye

Beauty is truth, truth beauty

The words, the words

Restraint

Ariwara no Narihari

That sight becomes this art

Victory comes late

The liquid measure of your steps

Rational Fear

The Fact, not the Understanding

The Heaven we chase

Separating the fragments from the whole

Destruction or love

I dwell on Possibility

Without ever writing a single poem

My little Pooh

For this is love and nothing else is love

A Forsaken Garden

I will not give it back

Aubade

Eastern Amber

Your hair

Why you should write poetry

Mother...

A sheen of dew on flowers

Plant thou no roses at my head

There is a pain -so utter-