Index of First Lines

A certain happiness exists despite                      86

A Romanesque bridge joins one hill                   65

All from the stars the shards fell, light condensed            8

And yet the morning light held you, the cuts                   47

Another poet scoffed when I said                      72

Breath, too, can plummet, magic rougher           14

Daughter, you are more delicate                        18

Dusk falls over a land cut and crossed   66

Flint, outcrop, overhang: I made my way           54

For him, there is only one poet: his wife             93

Freezing to death is not an act of love    52

Girders and glass roofs extend at round 77

Her pale hair stumbled in the wood, and he rode           33

How to keep the deep fluster and rush 108

I am not certain: je ne suis pas sûr                 &#