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Letters from Jian Hui
Letter from Jian Hui: 1     Letter from Jian Hui: 2     Letter from Jian Hui: 3
Letter from Jian Hui: 4     Letter from Jian Hui: 5     Good Luck     Letter from Hai Bin
Waiting Room: Beijing Airport     Toys R Us     Mana     Spring at the fdhoe Factory
The Wall
     Bells     Dust     Poems Found on Breakfast Cereal Boxes
Sailing Down Stream, 1934    
Traveling Midwinter     Autumn Festival     And A Man     The Missions
 

The Ghosts of Who We Were
*Koetsu: Moon and Rabbit     *At Ninety-Two     *A Childhood     *Nausicaa     *Nights in August    
*Blue Ginger: Deja Vu     *Letter from South of Rome     *Four Fishing Songs     
*The Word in the Water at Ka'ena     *Alone at Ainahou: The New Land     *Chartres     *The Chill of Distance
*The Ghosts of Who We Were     *Ice Flowers     *December Light     *Sunset     *Home     *Rainwater
 *Sonnet: The Hidden Chrysoprase     *Afternoon     *The City Is an Island     *Cleft of Light
Rudolpho: A Later Winter     *The Cold     *In Urbino     *Ghosts     *What Passed     *No One 
A Gust of Winter     *On The Ledge     *Blue Flowers     *By Whose Authority?     *Kailua Beach 
Healers     *What We Learned     *Hermione


What the Land Gave
*Eurydice     *Yggdrasil      *Ka'ena Point     *The Truth      *Pu'u O Mahuka     *The River
*What Is Quiet     *The Maples      *Chance     *Blue Paint      *Telling You
*Ka Hea: The Call     *The Silence of Niagara      *Homecoming     *Death and Memory
 *What the Door Opens On     *September     *August in America
*The Candle in the Woods     *Carnal Knowledge     *The Peacock     *The Day of Change
*After Many Words, A Long Time     *Where You Live, What You Have     *Jade
*Toward Morning     *The Wind of Manoa     *Dreaming Song     *Asking for a Letter
*Touch     *December 31    *The Darkness    *Many Times    *Kailua Beach    *The Promise


The Creation Frame
The Creation Frame     *Marble     *Potter's Cove      My Book     The Frames     Time Is the Matter
Narcissus Walking     The Municipal Gallary after Yeats     Ronsard Full of Sleep     Love in the City
A Secret in Bone     Morning     The Desert outside of the City     For a Wrong Century
Naupaka of the Mountain     Molokai     I Came Here     Waimanalo     Manoa--Christmas     Brackets
A Note from San Francisco      Kauai     A Late Snack     Paper Boy
Never To Be Cast Away Are the Gifts the Gods Have Given
Feeling Erotic, I Go into the Blue Doll Bar and Try to Get Picked Up
Catching Sight of Wall Street in a Peculiar Light, I Am Flooded with Images out of the Past
Gifts      Losing     Naming Spring     The Divorce Poem     *The Last Thing     Listening     Evening in Bolinas
Things You Will Never Have      Midas     This Night      Eve     Poetry     The Deep, the Quiet 
Like a Stone That Has Waited     The Doors and Windows     Rifts     Love without a Talisman 
I Have No Eyes     Banyan Roots     More Than Light     Waiting for Snow 
My Name Sleeps at the River's Edge     Driving to the Cold Hollow Mountains     Muir Woods      Daphne


The Serpent of the White Rose
( 1 )     ( 2 )      ( 3 )     ( 4 )     ( 5 )      ( 6 )     ( 7 )


Artichoke & Other Poems
*Artichoke     Seagirt      Raking     Helen     A Fairy Tale     The Hands of the Man with the Red Beard
Penelope     Judas     Come     Joyful News out of the New Found World     The Wasp
Bagging this fine game     A Fair Quiet Day     What the Preacher Said Is True     To a Great Lady
Summer Indoors     End of Winter     Architechtural Syllables     The Island at Night    
The Beneficent Influence of Cane Fields     The Dogs      Andrea     Possessed     The Walls of Snow
Every Occasion     The Palms Transplanted     At the Airstrip     The Landscapes of Leaving
Hours of Banana Leaves     The Bench under the Pear Tree     Leaving You     Parable of the Lame Poet
At the Royal Hawaiian     The First Heaven     Two Mementos     Emptied Heaven     Pumpkin FlowerBaroque
Escape Artist      Domestic Animal     Gecko!     An Idle Day in August     Blessed Are They That Mourn     Windstorm     *November     Cops and Robbers      Vacancy     Questions     What Stays     The Cave



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