Red bird Luke Maker of all things, even healings There is a place beyond ambition Self-portrait Night and the river Boundaries Straight talk from Fox Another everyday poem Visiting the graveyard Ocean With the blackest of inks Invitation Orchard River far away and long ago Night herons Summer story Teachers Percy and Books (eight) Summer morning Small bodies Winter and the Nuthatch Crow says Sometimes Percy (Nine) Black Swallowtail Red Showing the birds From this river, when I was a child, I used to drink Watching a documentary about polar bears trying to survive on the melting floes Of the empire Not this, not that Iraq In the pasture Both worlds We should be well prepared Desire I ask Percy how I should live my life (Ten) Swimming, one day in August Mornings at Blackwater Who said this? This day, and probably tomorrow also Of goodness Meadowlark sings and I greet him in return When I cried for help In the evening, in the Pinewoods Love sorrow Of love Eleven versions of the same poem: Am I lost? I don't want to live a small life I am the one Now comes the long blue cold So every day If the philosopher is right There you were, and it was like spring Where are you? I wish I loved no one I will try What is the greatest gift? Someday Red Bird explains himself
