"The Great Freedom"
"Dancing to Nobody's Tune"
The track's ribbon flaps like Margaret's whirling and twirling
'O my lost beloved'
Flocking through dawn fog their clogs clacking
Mills fall like doomed fortresses
There was something between us, even then
Everyday she was impossible in a new way
Watching her write like Eliot everyday
Write in a poem in Greek three weeks from learning the alphabet
His sister, Joyce
His older sister, Kim