“Is it a world in the making that turns as it whistles to the depths of my beingIt is burningSuppose it were to appearA bleeding rosary at the windowa sun setting on the marshlands("Silver Clasp")”
“The holocaust rises in spirals("Silver Clasp")”
“If the shining sun blinds the eye,it makes sense. But to be blinded by gold and silver!”
“Just as the setting sun turned the clouds to liquid gold.”
“The ref blew the whistle and the pack took off. The “jostling” from earlier had turned into a “melee” Sun Tzu would have been afraid of.”
“My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.”