«Two grasshoppers putter, knitting their brows, in the grass. / Over them blue foggy clouds to all sides are flowing past. Beneath them are purple flowers and some sticky golden burs... / Two grasshoppers are engaged in writing poems in blank verse. / / The grasshoppers dip their pens into ...»
«You will forget your feast and / your loss, your joys and sorrows / the minute as the moon-disk / its track of travel follows, / the minute as the owl’s / shade comes into your view, / the minute as the cricket's / romance engrosses you. You let the fading beauty / stand at the do...»
«Artists, dip you badges brushes in the visage / of the bustling Moscow yards and sunrise glaze. / so that brushes might resemble autumn leafage, / whirling leaves that fall / to mark November days. Dip your brushes by the city's old t...»
«Get up early / when the birds begin to clamour, / when the caretakers turn up in the yards. / You will see the happy drummer / yes, you'll see the happy drummer / take his drum and maple drumsticks in his hands. There will be anoth...»