| Poetry I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond |
| All She Wrote Forgive me, I’m no good at this. I can’t write back. I |
| What He Thought We were supposed to do a job in Italy |
| so you want to be a writer? if it doesn't come bursting out of you |
| Render, Render Boil it down: feet, skin, gristle, |
| Dawn Often now as an old man |
| The Language of Love It has taken thirty-five years to be this confident |
| Language Certain words now in our knowledge we will not use again |
| In the old days a poet once said In the old days a poet once said |
| The Bear In late winter |