If I could
choose
the way to die
I wish I were hit by a thunder
let it be suddenly
so I don’t realise I have died
Love Dies and Other Poems
Love Dies…
If I Could…
A Small Blade of Grass in the Field…
We Have Been through So Much
Plain Madness
Neighbour
We Were, and Now We Are Not
An Old Testament Woman
Unfinished
If I Could…
A Small Blade of Grass in the Field…
We Have Been through So Much
Plain Madness
Neighbour
We Were, and Now We Are Not
An Old Testament Woman
Unfinished