A world of rights and wrong.
My neighbor and the morning train.
Reading the Sunday paper.
Outside my door, retreating footsteps.
Paying respect for things larg and small.
Cemetary of unexploded planets.
The great chamber of rascals.
Recounting life's greatest moments.
The groundhog saw his shadow.
The cabinetmaker's glass eye.
Back home. - -Morning on Snake Mountain.
Tiny lands, energetic and cold.
