Why I wake early: new poems

Why I Wake Early --

Bone --

Freshen the Flowers, She Said --

Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does It End? --

Beans --

The Arrowhead --

Trout Lilies --

The Poet Goes to Indiana --

The Snow Cricket --

The Lover of Earth Cannot Help Herself --

Have You Seen Blacksnake Swimming? --

How Everything Adores Being Alive --

Clouds --

Spring at Blackwater: I Go Though the Lessons Already Learned --

The Lily --

Look and See --

This World --

At Black River --

The Marsh Hawk --

Breakage --

Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End? --

Snow Geese --

What Was Once the Largest Shopping Center in Northern Ohio Was Built Where There Had Been a Pond I Used to Visit Every Summer Afternoon --

The Dovekie --

Something --

Logos --

Bear --

Many Miles --

Luna --

"Just a minute," said a voice ... --

This Morning I Watched the Deer --

The Old Poets of China --

White-eyes --

Yellowlegs --

The Best I Could Do --

The Wren from Carolina --

Some Things, Say the Wise Ones --

Mindful --

Song of the Builders --

Look Again --

Goldenrod, Late Fall --

November --

Daisies --

One --

The Soul at Last --

The Pinewoods --

Lingering in Happiness.