Potential Titles: Conrad Hilberry
Aug. 1st, 2010 07:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
somethingdarkerA lurch as the current shifts - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
A green itch of weeds - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
Creek dodging crooked rocks - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
Boots in the ashes of a wood fire - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
Hung on a bare-branched oak - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
A handful of memory left by the last glacier - Conrad Hilberry "Algae"
A dragonfly keeps coming back to the same dead twig - Conrad Hilberry "Angles"
Twisted vines on a shagbark tree - Conrad Hilberry "Angles"
Air reduced to polished bronze - Conrad Hilberry "A Bird"
Mocks the night wind's broken howl - Conrad Hilberry "A Bird"
Where old resentments roil - Conrad Hilberry "Blackout"
Handing back the mottled afternoon - Conrad Hilberry "Blood Work"
A sky of starlings circle - Conrad Hilberry "A Body in Between"
Like a ragged whirlwind settling - Conrad Hilberry "A Body Between"
The fractaled branches of three oaks - Conrad Hilberry "A Body Between"
Moved by some blue magnetism - Conrad Hilberry "A Body Between"
Whispers finding their way down and out - Conrad Hilberry "Bowl"
A city of swamps and celery - Conrad Hilberry "Causation"
A crossroads without a choice - Conrad Hilberry "The Chevron"
Let midnight gather up the wind - Conrad Hilberry "Christmas Night"
The wheel of gifts and grief - Conrad Hilberry "Christmas Night"
The petal of hibiscus that never blooms - Conrad Hilberry "Clue"
Even the bitterest rain can sink into sand - Conrad Hilberry "Clue"
Ready to slide in among the mermaids - Conrad Hilberry "A Clutch of Mammals"
Chewing the ends of time - Conrad Hilberry "A Clutch of Mammals"
Still loyal to the night - Conrad Hilberry "Cretan Dawn: A Metaphor"
Daring each other at dusk - Conrad Hilberry "Crete: The Diktaean Cave"
Except for candles and their faltering shadows - Conrad Hilberry "Crete: The Diktaean Cave"
The final room is fire - Conrad Hilberry "Crete: The Diktaean Cave"
The moon has seen too much to care - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
Still had an appetite for sacrifice - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
Through the fences of their teeth - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
As night itself picks the lock - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
A whirlwind dusting the windows - Conrad Hilberry "Danse Macabre"
Whatever follows the wild fires - Conrad Hilberry "Danse Macabre"
Holds breath in its hands - Conrad Hilberry "The Day of the First Draft Lottery"
The brittle boat abandoned - Conrad Hilberry "December 26"
Your neurons place their bets - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
A stash of seed or mineral - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
The neurons are immune to sin - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
Griefs take shelter in the trees - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
Mozart lets the chords fall in place - Conrad Hilberry "Divertimento 563"
Backing off for another stretch of melody - Conrad Hilberry "Divertimento 563"
A pair of sevens standing in the rain - Conrad Hilberry "The Double Flail or Double Hook"
In our dark geometry - Conrad Hilberry "The Double Flail or Double Hook"
Brand our house with angles - Conrad Hilberry "The Double Flail or Double Hook"
Stuck a finger in the eye of storms - Conrad Hilberry "Early Storm"
Turned on a lathe of light - Conrad Hilberry "Egg"
How absolute the absence - Conrad Hilberry "Egg"
Hoping never to open up the cupboard - Conrad Hilberry "Empty Plate"
A clamor for their lost cause - Conrad Hilberry "Exits"
The emptiness sits down and waits - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."
Cracks the shell of our sleep - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."
The trace of fear marks out our arteries - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."
An alphabet only the carp can read - Conrad Hilberry "The Facts"
Into those aisles of twisting snow - Conrad Hilberry "Finding the Way"
If going back was what we wanted - Conrad Hilberry "Finding the Way"
The steep water of your making - Conrad Hilberry "For Katharine, 1952-1961"
Blowing a calliope of promises - Conrad Hilberry "Four Kentucky Poems: Rivers"
Mountains kneel to drink - Conrad Hilberry "Four Kentucky Poems: Rust"
Emptiness reflected in a looking glass - Conrad Hilberry "The Frying Pan"
All the March air lacks - Conrad Hilberry "Garlic Mustard"
Nodding to my zeal - Conrad Hilberry "Garlic Mustard"
My seeds are sleeping there - Conrad Hilberry "Garlic Mustard"
Hear the insects' smooth roulette - Conrad Hilberry "Hunch"
Parceled out in sixteen-second afternoons - Conrad Hilberry "Hurtle"
I began as the Queen of Hearts - Conrad Hilberry "Jack of Spades"
An island pulling up its roots - Conrad Hilberry "Jack of Spades"
A forest of vertical strings - Conrad Hilberry "Julia Elsas, 'untitled 2009,' fabric, thread"
Fabric stitched to breath and words - Conrad Hilberry "Julia Elsas, 'untitled 2009,' fabric, thread"
Uncertain intervals hollow out the time - Conrad Hilberry "Junior Powell, Sand Gap, Kentucky, with a Borrowed Guitar"
A vacancy between drops of rain - Conrad Hilberry "Junior Powell, Sand Gap, Kentucky, with a Borrowed Guitar"
From mud where no one planted it - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
A scrap of talk on the road - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
November closing the store - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
The sudden scarred face of the moon - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
Sorting shadows long in the grass - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
In March you are forgiven - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Twist with the sweet of mangos - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Our eyes enact their own seasons - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Silences that hang like Spanish moss - Conrad Hilberry "Loping Road"
Like an urgent twist of smoke - Conrad Hilberry "Loping Road"
Holding that last rhyme off - Conrad Hilberry "Loping Road"
Spotting a fox in the orchard - Conrad Hilberry "Malachite"
Blue scraps in the eyes of the lost - Conrad Hilberry "Malachite"
Two starlings sail down the wind - Conrad Hilberry "March Birthday"
Above the crown of oak and elm - Conrad Hilberry "March Birthday"
Like vines in a baffling forest - Conrad Hilberry "Mario"
Faint drums and hungry insects - Conrad Hilberry "Mario"
Existing nowhere but in this sieve of memory - Conrad Hilberry "Memory"
Long story caught in his throat - Conrad Hilberry "Memory"
Chewing the edges of night - Conrad Hilberry "Midnight"
The wingless flight of streetlights headed south - Conrad Hilberry "Midnight"
Swim the midnight flux of dream - Conrad Hilberry "Midnight"
Wind in a thin body of dust - Conrad Hilberry "The Moon Seen as a Slice of Pineapple"
An ancestry of wood and wire - Conrad Hilberry "Mousetrap"
Their subtly colored chips of sound - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
To master this mosaic of air - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
Larger cadences call in the sea - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
Past the serpentine border of eels - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
That sweeps up dolphins and despair - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
Your zero with its circumference erased - Conrad Hilberry "Negative Space"
Joints and muscles trading their quiet gravity - Conrad Hilberry "Novelist at Night"
Feel the sad wind rising - Conrad Hilberry "Oboe"
Hear the muscled twist of grief - Conrad Hilberry "Oboe"
The hollow music of a long-held breath - Conrad Hilberry "Oboe"
The soul itself at season's end - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Scattered down the unmarked trails - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Some hermitage of flutes and fibers - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Pulled through a marsh of years - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Assertions going beyond the evidence - Conrad Hilberry "Paros in the Rain"
Blind except for the fireflies - Conrad Hilberry "Path to the Cabin"
A thread snipped out of the design - Conrad Hilberry "Pelican"
Letting your hunger ride a ten-foot span - Conrad Hilberry "Pelican"
Give itself to squirrels and roaches - Conrad Hilberry "Poker"
Motors that breathe oxygen and oil - Conrad Hilberry "Quatrain"
The dock and depot waiting - Conrad Hilberry "Quatrain"
Of bees and beetles practicing some slight of wing - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"
Promising a crop of dust - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"
Sadness sings half a tune - Conrad Hilberry "Sadness"
Watch the past blow by - Conrad Hilberry "The Savory Wheel"
Where the future never thinks to look - Conrad Hilberry "The Savory Wheel"
That once could empty out an hour - Conrad Hilberry "The Savory Wheel"
Mackerel that school by millions - Conrad Hilberry "Schooled in the Open Sea"
No slow dance in the undertow - Conrad Hilberry "Scramble Competition Polygyny"
The beech breathes twigs of vapor - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
My promises have cracked and dropped away - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
A point of no dimension - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
And sing for the cold seed - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
Sell these bones to the sea - Conrad Hilberry "Sea"
The silence adding its six percent - Conrad Hilberry "Self-Portrait as Bank Teller"
Catching scraps of sunlight through the sycamores - Conrad Hilberry "Self-Portrait as Waterfall"
Held gravity in your hand - Conrad Hilberry "Self-Portrait as Waterfall"
A metaphor for what we leave unsaid - Conrad Hilberry "Silence"
Find its own sad rhymes - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
Watching for a six-winged thought - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
A knot of overlapping lines - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
Merge with night like oil of bergamot - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
The slow traffic of a gull - Conrad Hilberry "Sonnet Declining to Write Confessional Poems"
All the elements but fire - Conrad Hilberry "Spotted Sandpiper"
The math-prone leaves of every rhododendron - Conrad Hilberry "Subtract the Digits"
Watery epochs, breathing salt - Conrad Hilberry "The Surge"
Under the wingbeats of moths - Conrad Hilberry "Talk on the Porch"
The flight of griefs and exaltations - Conrad Hilberry "Talk on the Porch"
Words and the curl of numbers - Conrad Hilberry "A Thin Song for a Girl"
Words like a blur of blackbirds - Conrad Hilberry "A Thin Song for a Girl"
The dark is filling with toads - Conrad Hilberry "Toads"
Wildest bird in our hickory swamp - Conrad Hilberry "Vein and Muscle"
Knew the January sky - Conrad Hilberry "Villanelle for Marion"
Lose the path and watch Orion rise - Conrad Hilberry "Virginia Night"
The dipper spills its emptiness into my cup - Conrad Hilberry "Virginia Night"
Brew the juice to freshen memory - Conrad Hilberry "Virginia Night"
Inviting anything with wings - Conrad Hilberry "Vows"
When the first sleep staggers into dream - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
A thin dirge for your nation - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
For the end of something wild - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
With help from the wind - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
Lend you the crickets' cadence - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
Trailed its bitter breath over the desert - Conrad Hilberry "Wise Man"
Aspire to become the hypotenuse - Conrad Hilberry "Wise Man"
No abstract fires or vague births - Conrad Hilberry "Wise Man"
Handing you a knot of crimson blooms - Conrad Hilberry "With Esperanza on the Roof"
Nothing with a rim of salt - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
My emptiness invites an echo - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
A zero pencilled on nothing - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
Zeros with their elbows linked - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
The sweet conjunctions that astonish us - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
Poet's Wikipedia page.
Navigation Links:
Go to H author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.
A green itch of weeds - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
Creek dodging crooked rocks - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
Boots in the ashes of a wood fire - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
Hung on a bare-branched oak - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
A handful of memory left by the last glacier - Conrad Hilberry "Algae"
A dragonfly keeps coming back to the same dead twig - Conrad Hilberry "Angles"
Twisted vines on a shagbark tree - Conrad Hilberry "Angles"
Air reduced to polished bronze - Conrad Hilberry "A Bird"
Mocks the night wind's broken howl - Conrad Hilberry "A Bird"
Where old resentments roil - Conrad Hilberry "Blackout"
Handing back the mottled afternoon - Conrad Hilberry "Blood Work"
A sky of starlings circle - Conrad Hilberry "A Body in Between"
Like a ragged whirlwind settling - Conrad Hilberry "A Body Between"
The fractaled branches of three oaks - Conrad Hilberry "A Body Between"
Moved by some blue magnetism - Conrad Hilberry "A Body Between"
Whispers finding their way down and out - Conrad Hilberry "Bowl"
A city of swamps and celery - Conrad Hilberry "Causation"
A crossroads without a choice - Conrad Hilberry "The Chevron"
Let midnight gather up the wind - Conrad Hilberry "Christmas Night"
The wheel of gifts and grief - Conrad Hilberry "Christmas Night"
The petal of hibiscus that never blooms - Conrad Hilberry "Clue"
Even the bitterest rain can sink into sand - Conrad Hilberry "Clue"
Ready to slide in among the mermaids - Conrad Hilberry "A Clutch of Mammals"
Chewing the ends of time - Conrad Hilberry "A Clutch of Mammals"
Still loyal to the night - Conrad Hilberry "Cretan Dawn: A Metaphor"
Daring each other at dusk - Conrad Hilberry "Crete: The Diktaean Cave"
Except for candles and their faltering shadows - Conrad Hilberry "Crete: The Diktaean Cave"
The final room is fire - Conrad Hilberry "Crete: The Diktaean Cave"
The moon has seen too much to care - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
Still had an appetite for sacrifice - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
Through the fences of their teeth - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
As night itself picks the lock - Conrad Hilberry "The Cur"
A whirlwind dusting the windows - Conrad Hilberry "Danse Macabre"
Whatever follows the wild fires - Conrad Hilberry "Danse Macabre"
Holds breath in its hands - Conrad Hilberry "The Day of the First Draft Lottery"
The brittle boat abandoned - Conrad Hilberry "December 26"
Your neurons place their bets - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
A stash of seed or mineral - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
The neurons are immune to sin - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
Griefs take shelter in the trees - Conrad Hilberry "A Dialogue Between the Body and Soul"
Mozart lets the chords fall in place - Conrad Hilberry "Divertimento 563"
Backing off for another stretch of melody - Conrad Hilberry "Divertimento 563"
A pair of sevens standing in the rain - Conrad Hilberry "The Double Flail or Double Hook"
In our dark geometry - Conrad Hilberry "The Double Flail or Double Hook"
Brand our house with angles - Conrad Hilberry "The Double Flail or Double Hook"
Stuck a finger in the eye of storms - Conrad Hilberry "Early Storm"
Turned on a lathe of light - Conrad Hilberry "Egg"
How absolute the absence - Conrad Hilberry "Egg"
Hoping never to open up the cupboard - Conrad Hilberry "Empty Plate"
A clamor for their lost cause - Conrad Hilberry "Exits"
The emptiness sits down and waits - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."
Cracks the shell of our sleep - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."
The trace of fear marks out our arteries - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."
An alphabet only the carp can read - Conrad Hilberry "The Facts"
Into those aisles of twisting snow - Conrad Hilberry "Finding the Way"
If going back was what we wanted - Conrad Hilberry "Finding the Way"
The steep water of your making - Conrad Hilberry "For Katharine, 1952-1961"
Blowing a calliope of promises - Conrad Hilberry "Four Kentucky Poems: Rivers"
Mountains kneel to drink - Conrad Hilberry "Four Kentucky Poems: Rust"
Emptiness reflected in a looking glass - Conrad Hilberry "The Frying Pan"
All the March air lacks - Conrad Hilberry "Garlic Mustard"
Nodding to my zeal - Conrad Hilberry "Garlic Mustard"
My seeds are sleeping there - Conrad Hilberry "Garlic Mustard"
Hear the insects' smooth roulette - Conrad Hilberry "Hunch"
Parceled out in sixteen-second afternoons - Conrad Hilberry "Hurtle"
I began as the Queen of Hearts - Conrad Hilberry "Jack of Spades"
An island pulling up its roots - Conrad Hilberry "Jack of Spades"
A forest of vertical strings - Conrad Hilberry "Julia Elsas, 'untitled 2009,' fabric, thread"
Fabric stitched to breath and words - Conrad Hilberry "Julia Elsas, 'untitled 2009,' fabric, thread"
Uncertain intervals hollow out the time - Conrad Hilberry "Junior Powell, Sand Gap, Kentucky, with a Borrowed Guitar"
A vacancy between drops of rain - Conrad Hilberry "Junior Powell, Sand Gap, Kentucky, with a Borrowed Guitar"
From mud where no one planted it - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
A scrap of talk on the road - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
November closing the store - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
The sudden scarred face of the moon - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
Sorting shadows long in the grass - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"
In March you are forgiven - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Twist with the sweet of mangos - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Our eyes enact their own seasons - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Silences that hang like Spanish moss - Conrad Hilberry "Loping Road"
Like an urgent twist of smoke - Conrad Hilberry "Loping Road"
Holding that last rhyme off - Conrad Hilberry "Loping Road"
Spotting a fox in the orchard - Conrad Hilberry "Malachite"
Blue scraps in the eyes of the lost - Conrad Hilberry "Malachite"
Two starlings sail down the wind - Conrad Hilberry "March Birthday"
Above the crown of oak and elm - Conrad Hilberry "March Birthday"
Like vines in a baffling forest - Conrad Hilberry "Mario"
Faint drums and hungry insects - Conrad Hilberry "Mario"
Existing nowhere but in this sieve of memory - Conrad Hilberry "Memory"
Long story caught in his throat - Conrad Hilberry "Memory"
Chewing the edges of night - Conrad Hilberry "Midnight"
The wingless flight of streetlights headed south - Conrad Hilberry "Midnight"
Swim the midnight flux of dream - Conrad Hilberry "Midnight"
Wind in a thin body of dust - Conrad Hilberry "The Moon Seen as a Slice of Pineapple"
An ancestry of wood and wire - Conrad Hilberry "Mousetrap"
Their subtly colored chips of sound - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
To master this mosaic of air - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
Larger cadences call in the sea - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
Past the serpentine border of eels - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
That sweeps up dolphins and despair - Conrad Hilberry "Music"
Your zero with its circumference erased - Conrad Hilberry "Negative Space"
Joints and muscles trading their quiet gravity - Conrad Hilberry "Novelist at Night"
Feel the sad wind rising - Conrad Hilberry "Oboe"
Hear the muscled twist of grief - Conrad Hilberry "Oboe"
The hollow music of a long-held breath - Conrad Hilberry "Oboe"
The soul itself at season's end - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Scattered down the unmarked trails - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Some hermitage of flutes and fibers - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Pulled through a marsh of years - Conrad Hilberry "Open"
Assertions going beyond the evidence - Conrad Hilberry "Paros in the Rain"
Blind except for the fireflies - Conrad Hilberry "Path to the Cabin"
A thread snipped out of the design - Conrad Hilberry "Pelican"
Letting your hunger ride a ten-foot span - Conrad Hilberry "Pelican"
Give itself to squirrels and roaches - Conrad Hilberry "Poker"
Motors that breathe oxygen and oil - Conrad Hilberry "Quatrain"
The dock and depot waiting - Conrad Hilberry "Quatrain"
Of bees and beetles practicing some slight of wing - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"
Promising a crop of dust - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"
Sadness sings half a tune - Conrad Hilberry "Sadness"
Watch the past blow by - Conrad Hilberry "The Savory Wheel"
Where the future never thinks to look - Conrad Hilberry "The Savory Wheel"
That once could empty out an hour - Conrad Hilberry "The Savory Wheel"
Mackerel that school by millions - Conrad Hilberry "Schooled in the Open Sea"
No slow dance in the undertow - Conrad Hilberry "Scramble Competition Polygyny"
The beech breathes twigs of vapor - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
My promises have cracked and dropped away - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
A point of no dimension - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
And sing for the cold seed - Conrad Hilberry "Script for a Cold Christmas"
Sell these bones to the sea - Conrad Hilberry "Sea"
The silence adding its six percent - Conrad Hilberry "Self-Portrait as Bank Teller"
Catching scraps of sunlight through the sycamores - Conrad Hilberry "Self-Portrait as Waterfall"
Held gravity in your hand - Conrad Hilberry "Self-Portrait as Waterfall"
A metaphor for what we leave unsaid - Conrad Hilberry "Silence"
Find its own sad rhymes - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
Watching for a six-winged thought - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
A knot of overlapping lines - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
Merge with night like oil of bergamot - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
The slow traffic of a gull - Conrad Hilberry "Sonnet Declining to Write Confessional Poems"
All the elements but fire - Conrad Hilberry "Spotted Sandpiper"
The math-prone leaves of every rhododendron - Conrad Hilberry "Subtract the Digits"
Watery epochs, breathing salt - Conrad Hilberry "The Surge"
Under the wingbeats of moths - Conrad Hilberry "Talk on the Porch"
The flight of griefs and exaltations - Conrad Hilberry "Talk on the Porch"
Words and the curl of numbers - Conrad Hilberry "A Thin Song for a Girl"
Words like a blur of blackbirds - Conrad Hilberry "A Thin Song for a Girl"
The dark is filling with toads - Conrad Hilberry "Toads"
Wildest bird in our hickory swamp - Conrad Hilberry "Vein and Muscle"
Knew the January sky - Conrad Hilberry "Villanelle for Marion"
Lose the path and watch Orion rise - Conrad Hilberry "Virginia Night"
The dipper spills its emptiness into my cup - Conrad Hilberry "Virginia Night"
Brew the juice to freshen memory - Conrad Hilberry "Virginia Night"
Inviting anything with wings - Conrad Hilberry "Vows"
When the first sleep staggers into dream - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
A thin dirge for your nation - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
For the end of something wild - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
With help from the wind - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
Lend you the crickets' cadence - Conrad Hilberry "Waning Moon"
Trailed its bitter breath over the desert - Conrad Hilberry "Wise Man"
Aspire to become the hypotenuse - Conrad Hilberry "Wise Man"
No abstract fires or vague births - Conrad Hilberry "Wise Man"
Handing you a knot of crimson blooms - Conrad Hilberry "With Esperanza on the Roof"
Nothing with a rim of salt - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
My emptiness invites an echo - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
A zero pencilled on nothing - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
Zeros with their elbows linked - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
The sweet conjunctions that astonish us - Conrad Hilberry "Zero"
Poet's Wikipedia page.
Navigation Links:
Go to H author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.
