Janet, I am impressed.
Perhaps it's the holiday season, but no one seems to want to play on Mastery lately.
I think you are right, there are some fine things from this poet.
The "Swans" seems to be a poem you might have written. And some of the others.
Here is one that took my attention.
THINGS TO LISTEN FOR
When you go there, here's what to listen for:
The snap of rubber gloves, the clink of steel,
The sweeping breaths your cheek and lashes feel.
Then listen for the inward cry, learn what
The muffled striving in the office means
Above the burping of the mild machines.
Then listen for the darkness in the leaves,
The troughs of light and dark that alternate
Beyond the droning windows where you wait.
Then when you look from bed the final time
And these sounds do not reach you any more
They'll be as lovely not to listen for.
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