Poems by Walter Heineman
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| equilibrium |
| eros wanders in the fragrances |
| every old village |
| everyone is involved |
| everyone seems to know |
| everyone who tells you |
| everything else |
| evolution |
| exactly |
| exclusion |
| faith in themselves |
| family |
| fatalism |
| fate and maternity |
| fate is not an artist |
| fate |
| fellowship |
| fermentation |
| finally a success |
| finally understanding prayer |
| finishing the sentence |
| first morning coffee then cleverness |
| first the lion of nemea |
| fish camp |
| fish market mexico |
| forever young |
| frantic gesture |
| from somewhere else |
| gathering at the grave |
| good fortune |
| grave goods |
| great sorrow |
| greed |
| grim determination |
| hamlet in the hen house |
| harbinger |
| having dinner |
| heated molecules and reason |
| high priority protocols |
| historical lesson |
| historical perspective |
| how do they keep missing it |
| how does the soul arrive |
| how to know |
| human archives |
| hunting regulations and licenses |
| hurling clouds |
| i contemplate the sacred again |
| i do not agree |
| i do not know why |
| i have learned enough |
| i like the dangerous living near the beach |
| i see them |
| i wake up today |
| if death misses you |
| if the heart is not |
| if the train is on time |
| ignorance of being |
| imagine that |
| in one place |
| in the beginning |
| in the details |
| in the field |
| infallibility |
| intimate disagreements |
| into our hearts |
| it is clear to me |
| it is not a one way street |
| it is one of those things |
| it makes me want to join them |
| it occurs to me |
| it seems to depend |
| its place |
| just as well |
| just how it is in the garden |
| knowing loss |
| landscape painter |
| less sleep |
| lesson from greek tragedy |
| let them go |
| like night with eyes |
| living in an echo |
| living with a philosophy of two rules |
| locusts |
| loitering |
| long into the night |
| longing for plutarch to consider trump |
| longing to return home |
| looking around the corner |
| looking at each other |
| looking at the ghosts on the road |
| love also has |
| love sonnets |
| maintaining organization |
| manning the ship |
| measurement |
| modesty |
| moody angels |
| my wife |
| nature and the commitment to the rule of law |
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