“The holocaust rises in spirals("Silver Clasp")”
“In a hot greenish body of water slowly slides A gesture a sigh a moan will provoke his wild teeth("Silver Clasp")”
“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")”
“I am the guardian of the sleeping fawn; the snow is dear to me; and the moon rising; and the silver sea.”
“When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.”
“To forget a Holocaust is to kill twice”