“The soil under the grass is dreaming of a young forest, and under the pavement the soil is dreaming of grass.”
“the year she had run fleetly through the dewy grass under the moon- the night of wine, when dreams condensed out of thin air like the nightmilk of fantasy.”
“Is it Chance, mere circumstanceThat man eats cow eats grass eats soiland then man dies, and when he liesto the soil he does return?”
“We shove the dirt over the book, tamping down the disturbed soil. The grass will grow back soon enough. It will be for us the beautiful uncut hair of graves.”
“Summer grasses,All that remainsOf soldiers' dreams”
“Life is the soil, our choices and actions the sun and rain, but our dreams are the seeds.”