

(from Clearances): Then she was dead, The searching for a pulsebeat was abandoned And we all knew one thing by being there. The space we sto...
(from Clearances): Then she was dead, The searching for a pulsebeat was abandoned And we all knew one thing by being there. The space we stood around had been emptied Into us to keep, it penetrated Clearances that suddenly stood open.
(from Personal Helicon): I rhyme To see myself, to set the darkness echoing.
(from Shore Woman): Astray upon a debris of scrubbed shells Between parched dunes and salivating wave, I have rights on this fallow avenue, ...
(from Shore Woman): Astray upon a debris of scrubbed shells Between parched dunes and salivating wave, I have rights on this fallow avenue, A membrane between moonlight and my shadow.