April Is The Cruelest Month, Breeding Lilacs

Winter Kept Us Warm, Covering Earth In Forgetful Snow

A Woman Drew Her Long Black Hair Out Tight, And Fiddled Whisper Music On Those Strings, And Bats With Baby Faces In The Violet Light Whistled, And Beat Their Wings, And Crawled Head Downward Down A Blackened Wall.

Time Past And Time Future What Might Have Been And What Has Been Point To One End, Which Is Always Present.

I Have A Gumbie Cat In Mind, Her Name Is Jennyanydots;her Coat Is One Of The Tabby Kind,with Tiger Stripes And Lepard Spots.

My Life Is Light, Waiting For The Death Wind, Like A Feather On The Back Of My Hand.