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Reach out your hands to us. Pulled apart too soon from our mother's clasp, We range in darkness-- Children in a foreign country. Sometimes when it is dark, You lend [...]

Sky clear after rain, alleviating six weeks of drought; sunny, with a hint of coolness in the shadows beside the barn and under the trees, speckled with fringe of fleabane; [...]

The poem "'hitleresque" by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: Zeig Heil, Last Line: in opposing wretchedness and wrath.

The poem "'To the time remaining" by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: What is left Last Line: What is left.

The poem "Mach Mich zum Wächter Deiner Weiten" by Wally Swist is presented. First line: Make me the guardian of your expanses, ; Last Line: go the way no one knows.

The chiaroscuro of nuance, the vowels of my wife's breath, the soft drenching, the low of the herd of Hereford across the field, the light limning the pillow's edge, the [...]

The poem "'a conversation" by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: He says, ‘Think of your awakening Last Line: your glinting white teeth.

The article presents the poem "The sunflowers" by Wally Swist. First Line: Their large heads loomed above me; Last Line: the winds of loss blowing very morning.

The article presents the poem "What we ever really need to know" by Wally Swist. First Line: All we need to know; Last Line: is really all that we ever need to know.

The poem "Select Translations From The Hyakunin Isshu: A Hundred Poems By A Hundred Poets" by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: Nagakaran, Last Line: For someone who does not come

The poem "Cameo" by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: It is not so much who she is, Last Line: in whetting the beginning of a summer's day.

The poem "The view of the river" by Wally Swist. First Line: It was the view of the river; Last Line: within upon its bed of stones.

The poem " Cattilianthe" is presented. FirstLine: What greets you in the greenhouse. LastLine: and retuning, returning and leaving.

The poem "Release" is presented. Firstline: To be on. LastLine: appeared to be nothing less than remarkable.

This essay presents haiku writings in which the author began to submit work to Robert Spiess of "Modern Haiku." He mentions that the speculations of Bob about the art of writing haiku enticed him and the comments of Bob transcended the genre and became a consideration of how to live one's life. Moreover, he adds that the suggestion of Bob for the revision of his haiku was essential for his progress as a haikuist.

The poem "'Giraffes" by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: As Americans, we have learned to live with Last Line: most of the time avoiding the wild dogs of our best intentions.

The poem "GREEN OLIVES," by Wally Swist is presented. First Line: I stood at the crest of the hill on the rock wall among: Last Line: That led me to feast on untold meals of freedom and song.

The article presents the poem "Dream, on a morning in the sacred month of October" by Wally Swist. First Line: In the bardo, Last Line: of light breaking through the clouds.