BETWEEN THE WIND AND HILL My Long Drum Once An Empty Place If it's the Last Full Moon, On Giving Away the Stone Twice the Darkness A Step She Knew Did the Tools Make Noise When he Carved the Heart? Like a Garden Of Men's Kitchens Blooding the Body in the Southwest Alone in the Old One's House A LAND WHERE--- Her Detail--Paris Cherry Trees Not a Land Where Oranges Scene Two Empty, a Sky Opens Violet Dialogue, After All it is Sans Eyes, Brothers / Thirst Blackouts Bad Child LOVE'S FAMINE IN ME Cassandra on Moving Day Of The Owl: Stripped Of Body - 1 The Wound That Comes Closest to the Sun America Poem LIGHT UNREPENTANT When Are You Not Lilith as a Babe For a Festival of Women Wind Again, the Cradle The Tent (Or if She Were Heard After Death) Of the Song Bird Philomel Then, IF IT'S THE LAST Taste of Vanilla "I Am the Weight of This Incorruptible" Even With No Hand to Hold it On Some Small History of Epiphanies What Has Not Fallen Rupture Wind and a Hill Beachfront For Ghosts, Only October Renaissance Among the Trumpets My Long Drum Notes Acknowledgments.