Skip to main content
WEBS
Home
»
The Boy From Under The Trees
»
WEBS
WEBS
113 She, dark-eyed on the marble sill
114 Though in this passing we are near
115 In a jolting corridor, cheeks ablaze
116 I did not kiss you, Rosie Nettle
117 Without the slightest splash or dip
118 Choruses of girlish levity
119 “What do you have in your lap, shy girl?
120 Voices woke me in the dark
‹ 112 Easter is her avatar
up
113 She, dark-eyed on the marble sill ›
Poems
In The Eye of the Red-tailed Hawk: An Essay on Love
Prayer Beads
The Boy From Under The Trees
WAKINGS
WELLSPRINGS
WINDFALLS
WONDERS
WINDOWS
WEATHERS
WHETSTONES
WORLDLINGS
WALLS
WREATHES
WOODCUTS
WARNINGS
WRAITHS
WHISPERS
WEBS
113 She, dark-eyed on the marble sill
114 Though in this passing we are near
115 In a jolting corridor, cheeks ablaze
116 I did not kiss you, Rosie Nettle
117 Without the slightest splash or dip
118 Choruses of girlish levity
119 “What do you have in your lap, shy girl?
120 Voices woke me in the dark
WICKS