For the Earth itself is a blossom, she says, on the star tree, pale with luminous ocean leaves.
LoveI've never seen beauty so devastating as in the lines that trace our hope and fall from the stars.
LoveAESTHETICS OF INTEGRITY For every star in the sky Someone is holding his ground.
The Collected PoemsStars are the souls of old sailors. They plot the skies and guide the wayward home.
The Dawning of Power