family poetry

those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
doubtless i remember still
did you ever see an alligator
over the river, on the hill
you are clear
when i was a boy at college
she must go back, she said
they may talk of love in a cottage
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
i have cast the world
i despise my friends more than you
i cannot always feel his greatness