Add to ORKGI am so big. My footsteps span the galaxies when I walk. I can pick a star cluster and set it on my fingernail as you do with the fireflies that fly the summer nights..
The weight of planetary problems is distressing, and the forgetting seems to have multiplied when I ...
The weight of planetary problems is distressing, and the forgetting seems to have multiplied when I ...
Bright stars in a satin sky half-hid, half-seen through the crowding trees beside the road..
FOUR O\u27CLOCK. I watched the sky from my window as far in the west the clouds gathered into a slow...
Umm... but yet now, at nearly six, I must trudge that mile pilgrimage Ames-ward. So I disembarked f...
Fishing, sailing, climbing . . . taken twice; Kid brother left behind Upsetting carts . . . eating a...
Jamie and me walked pretty slow through old man Carter\u27s field; slower than most of the other guy...
He walked down through an April world of majestic winds and high-blown skirts and shaded buildings a...
What\u27s wrong, little man? You plop along in the hot dust. Each step stirs tiny clouds of gray mis...
I have a big white block. It\u27s mine and I love it. It\u27s just like me- when I\u27m happy (and I...
THERE was nothing left of the early summer moon but a pair of horns on the black of the western hori...
Vacant Cloudstrips stretching nowhere basking in patterned rings of blue. I look and see not two not...
The early morning sun spread its lazy rays across the room and an occasioned beam broke ranks to lea...
Bare branches reach upward in silent symphony of grace to web ashen sky with delicate pattern and I,...
When you were three you found it hard To climb a stair, But trustingly you struggled up..
The weight of planetary problems is distressing, and the forgetting seems to have multiplied when I ...
The weight of planetary problems is distressing, and the forgetting seems to have multiplied when I ...
Bright stars in a satin sky half-hid, half-seen through the crowding trees beside the road..
FOUR O\u27CLOCK. I watched the sky from my window as far in the west the clouds gathered into a slow...
Umm... but yet now, at nearly six, I must trudge that mile pilgrimage Ames-ward. So I disembarked f...
Fishing, sailing, climbing . . . taken twice; Kid brother left behind Upsetting carts . . . eating a...
Jamie and me walked pretty slow through old man Carter\u27s field; slower than most of the other guy...
He walked down through an April world of majestic winds and high-blown skirts and shaded buildings a...
What\u27s wrong, little man? You plop along in the hot dust. Each step stirs tiny clouds of gray mis...
I have a big white block. It\u27s mine and I love it. It\u27s just like me- when I\u27m happy (and I...
THERE was nothing left of the early summer moon but a pair of horns on the black of the western hori...
Vacant Cloudstrips stretching nowhere basking in patterned rings of blue. I look and see not two not...
The early morning sun spread its lazy rays across the room and an occasioned beam broke ranks to lea...
Bare branches reach upward in silent symphony of grace to web ashen sky with delicate pattern and I,...
When you were three you found it hard To climb a stair, But trustingly you struggled up..
The weight of planetary problems is distressing, and the forgetting seems to have multiplied when I ...
The weight of planetary problems is distressing, and the forgetting seems to have multiplied when I ...
Bright stars in a satin sky half-hid, half-seen through the crowding trees beside the road..