The book, all of it

154 poems, every one of them written. The tiles showing artwork have been carved as well; the plain ones are waiting for their sculptures. Each is titled here as it is titled in the book, and numbered after the Shakespeare sonnet it answers.

Sensing

Part I. Sensing

The opening movement: desire, beauty, and the body's first arguments with time.

I Enormous Creatures II Forty Winters III I Search in your Smile IV Wasted Beauty V The Mirage of a Brother VI Happy with their One God VII Even You Could Become Anew VIII If Music is for Listening, Why is it so Hard to Hear? CLIV The Small Gods of Love CLIII I invite Intemperate Sadness CLII I love to Judge You, More than Love You CLI Because I stalk myself, I am Stalked CL Geologically, I will Dig my Love into You CXLIX In your Cruelty, You cannot Decide CXLVIII Love is Closer than it Appears CXLVII My Love is like a Fever CXLVI We will Leave to Death such a Taste!

3 carved · 14 written, waiting to be carved

Knowing

Part II. Knowing

Poems of the mind watching itself — flattery, deceit, and the strange mathematics of devotion.

CXLV My Hands Move my Lips CXLIV My Two Loves CXLII Love is but a Mirror CXLI This Circus of Sensations had two Masters CXLIII I will be the Far Baby CXL I know how Cruel you can be CXXXIX Please don't Call Me CXXXVIII So Vainly did you Make me Believe I was Young CXXXVII Such Glitter, Love! You have Thrown in my Eyes! CXXXVI To Say your Name CXXXV Not to be Cruel, But I Beseech your Suicide CXXXIV Virtue Dictates a Vernacular CXXXIII Must you Chain me to Friendship CXXXII If you could Know even Half of Yourself CXXXI The Depth of your Hell CXXX He Saw a Rose Unfenced IX Love should Last a Comet's Life X This is the Real You XI The Cold that had Frozen us Together XIII Your Light was Only for Another XIV My Astronomy was Poor XV Love's Game against Time XVII This Tablet is but a Tomb XVIII The Life we had Together XII I X-out Days on the Calendar XVI Why could there not have been a Stronger Way? XIX Could you just Admit the Atrocity? XX Like a Balloon upon a Razor Wire XXI Alas my Poor Salesmanship XXII My Glass Fills with Time XXIII I Wish you could have Understood my Love XXIV I Savagely Sigh XXV I will not Leave What you Left XXVI I can only Dare myself to be Lovable XXVII A Day will come when I am Whole XXVIII How can I be Happy Again? XXIX What Simple Joys would Satisfy Me XXX What I've had to Pay to be Free of You XXXI You Think he can Give you All I Gave? XXXII We had Solved the Two-body Problem XXXIII You Saw the Peaks Flatten at the Clouds XXXIV How can you still Promise me a Sunrise? XXXV I no longer Feel what you've Done XXXVI Even the Strongest Wire will Sag with Distance XXXVII Cause of him I Spend my Fortune L More Weight! Says the Road to the Car of Life LXXV You are in my Thoughts

5 carved · 42 written, waiting to be carved

Recovering

Part III. Recovering

Absence, loss, and the slow work of getting something back changed.

XXXVIII How could You be my Muse? XXXIX How do you Think of Time? Is it being Gained or Lost? XL You Refused to Share my Taste XLI If only I could but Feel XLII How Lost in Old Love am I XLIII When I Replace you with Another XLIV I would Happily Catch You XLV Hunting Death but only Hitting Melancholy XLVI My Eyes and Heart XLVII The Far Love we Share XLVIII You Push me to the Left of my Lies XLIX Gravity will have a Reason to be Restored LI Love is a slow delight LII I'll Give Myself Hope LIII There is always a Shadow LIV There will be no Roses for You LV Death will take Notice LVI Oh the Days I Invested LVII Oh to be a Slave LVIII What Goddess would not Want LIX What could I have Known Before? LX Hope is True LXI When I See your Greens, My Blues End LXII I have to Masturbate LXIII I'd Stopped Thinking altogether of Love LXIV This Moment came and took my Brother LXV Rage can be Beautiful, But only Stronger than a Flower LXVII We will Hold on to What we Had LXVI If Art Speaks with Authority, Can Madness not be a Skill? LXVIII My Face is a Map of Time LXIX I Believe in a Common Belief LXX What you're Accused of is not your Greatest Defect LXXI No Need to Cry at my Passing LXXII We Read off the Weight of the World LXXIII I see You LXXIV To be Free is to be Lost LXXVI These New Methods LXXVII Your Mirror LXXIX I'll Rob you by Paying you No More LXXX Fuck LXXXI One should Live for One's Epitaph LXXXII You've Bloodied my Cheeks

4 carved · 38 written, waiting to be carved

Loving

Part IV. Loving

The heart of the sequence — love spoken plainly, obliquely, desperately.

LXXVIII I Invoke my Muse LXXXIII A new World Broad with Hope LXXXIV Who could limit Themselves? LXXXV I cannot but Fear my Desire LXXXVI My Candle LXXXVII Goodbye! LXXXVIII When you're Willing to be set Afire LXXXIX You could Leave me in the Midst of my Shit XC If You'll ever Hate me, Hate me Now

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Rebelling

Part V. Rebelling

Against time, against convention, against the beloved, against the poem.

XCI Some Glories are Born XCII I want You XCIII So I'm going to live! XCIV The Others Require XCV It could Happen XCVI You are a Wonder XCVII How Life still Feels like Winter XCVIII I Missed Half of Spring XCIX Violets are Quick to Censure C Give in to Love, Faster than Time Flies CI Answer me my Love CII The Stronger it Grew, the Less my Love was Encouraged CIII How Poor she Seems, my Muse CIV I will stay Young CV These Three Points CVI Lost are the most Beautiful Souls CVII When the Judges Judge CVIII Trading the Dust of one Life for the Rubble of Another CIX My Essence Rules all but You CX I can Savor this Sweet Love CXI Be Patient my Love CXII See? CXIII I can see inside my Head CXIV Your Love has Taught me Magic CXV These Lines are Lies before I even Write Them CXVI Love is not Subject to the Cycles CXVII You will never Forget CXVIII Our Appetites are Sharper CXIX Good is Made Better by Evil, Love is Made Stronger by Loss CXX I Ransomed my Life to be Free from Hers CXXI I Know who I am, my Abuses Explainable CXXII Your Gift CXXIII I Pledge to Always be True CXXIV How can we Invite Together All whom Fashion Calls?

3 carved · 31 written, waiting to be carved

Accepting

Part VI. Accepting

The late poems: what remains when the arguments are done.

CXXV Take my Hand, Empty, but Unshackled CXXVI You Swell against my Tongue CXXVII I Ransomed my Life to be Free from Hers CXXVIII How many Times? CXXIX To Reject this Heaven would be to Live in Hell

2 carved · 3 written, waiting to be carved