Gleams & Louring

Reason Burst Open (And Out You Tumbled)

Chain of Ponds

Think of Me as I Shake Hands With

Toward Cinnamon Shops

Over a Humming Sail

A Knowledge Sans Ordeal

We Were Pasture-Eyed

The Well of Apperception

Without Characters or Curlicues

Seen From an Eminence

Gleams & Louring