gulls hovering above the stern like toys on invisible wires Waves suckling, with tremulous cadence slow, on a candy numb. Dizzy, falling...

81) waves: The susurrus of silkworms expending yellow labours Waves: They prefer to travel all night, sleeping in snatches. Tawny minnows...

71) waves: smooth prim decorous braids of dead time spaced with bland billboards Surf scoters stooping in motionless fronds of...

61) perne in a gyre Waves: What joy for legs to go up four steps at a time. And the girl who serves your food is slender and has red...

51) petrichor: fragrance of rain on sunbaked soil From the small river in the mouth of May it had poured into a big river, from the river...

41) kraft television theatre Waves emanating from the leader’s ponderous fist pump. His slow, theatrical tread into slow, exaggerated...

31) waves: paradise broken, moulded and shaped Waves: Lank human figures, rag-sorrowful in the river smoke. Sepulchral cuffs in umbers...

21) no jitterbug dancing Waves: The littered rooms and the unmade beds of the storm. A corridor of words, a purple canopy over a double...

11) no sound from the bay. no violence Hear power saws as I cross the tracks. Two men building a deck. My uncle lost several fingers to a...

Anne Sexton removes her rings, pours a glass of vodka,