Let us roam then, you and I,When the evening is splayed out across the sky[…]Paths that follow like a nagging accusationOf a minor violationTo lead you to the ultimate reproof …Oh, do not say, ‘Bad...

And would it have been worth it, after all,Would it have been worth while,After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along...

And indeed there will be timeTo wonder, ‘Do I shed?’ and, ‘Do I shed?’Time to turn back and stretch out on the bed,And give myself a bath before I’m fed –(They will say: ‘It’s the...