Poet always carries a notebook
If you say it right, it helps the heart to bear it
Empty branch in the orchard
There are a lot of mockingbirds in this book
To begin with, the sweet grass
With thanks to the field sparrow, whose voice is so delicate and humble
I want to write something so simply
When I was young and poor
About angles and about trees
First days at San Miguel de Allende
Singular and cheerful life