Fathering a goat herder,
Mothering its father...
Leisurely she wanders
tiptoeing, gallivanting and...
"He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest...
She's spinning out of control
and it's all I can do not to hold her as she...
Autumn always found me
in pigtails, behind the moon...
I do not know if when looking upon him
she sees the face of a man...
A ghost is not a person,
but a space...
This emptiness
I have inside...
I woke up with yesterday's thoughts -
still lingering...
This time,
I wish not to...
Riesling rays drunk among
a flock of radiant stars...
There seems to be
no remedy...