City Lights
The city gleams with lights this evening
Like loud and yawning laughter from red lips.
Fugitive Beauty
As the fish that leaps from the river,
As the dropping of a November leaf at twilight,
As the faint flicker of lightning down the southern sky,
So I saw beauty, far away.
Silver Jars
I dreamed I caught your loveliness
In little silver jars:
And when you died I opened them,
And there was only soot within.