When I wake or when I sleep, I dream of hot, chocolate sweet: In a pot of green and grey The foam and froth of morning play. I mix and match the sweet and bitter– How I love to hear it simmer! I scrape and stir the boiling trough And into the cauldron pour: A [...]

Brooding as you sit and watch, a figure of dark stone, You lean into the water’s rush, and gargle with its roar. Does not its force against your back nearly tear you from the wall, Where you crouch and roar your warning, to those spirits of the fall: “Tread not lightly here, where I do [...]

Two forms are sleeping in blankets of white, Surrounded by woods and hidden in night; Soft and in silver the moon hangs above, Her face turned down to who struggled and loved. Ancient and serene with her distant beam, She inflames stark trees with opaline gleam: Bathing their garden half-covered in snow, Infusing the vision [...]