xxxiv, 793 p. ; 25 cm.

Cuttlefish Bones -- In limine -- Rejoice when the breeze... -- Movements -- The Lemon Trees -- English Horn -- Falsetto -- Minstrels -- Poems for Camillo Sbarbaro -- 1.Cafe At Rapallo -- 2.Epigram -- Almost a Fantasia -- Sarcophagi -- Where girls with wavy hair pass by... -- Walk more warily now......

The windlass creaks... -- Haul your paper boats... -- Hoopoe, merry bird... -- Above the graffiti-covered wall... -- Mediterranean -- A squall... -- O Ancient, I am drunk... -- At times, climbing down... -- I have lingered... -- Suddenly, at times... -- What tomorrow will bring... -- I would have li...

In the Manner of Filippo De Pisis, On Sending Him This Book -- In the Park at Caserta -- Local Train -- II.Motets -- You know: I must leave you again... -- Many years, and one year harder still... -- Frost on the panes... -- Though far away, I was with you... -- Goodbyes, whistles in the dark... --...

New Stanzas -- The Return -- Palio -- News from Amiata -- The Storm and Other Things -- Finisterre -- The Storm -- Lungomare -- On an Unwritten Letter -- In Sleep -- Indian Serenade -- The Earrings -- The Bangs -- Window in Fiesole -- The Red Lily -- The Fan -- Personae Separatae -- The Ark -- Day a...

Voice That Came with the Coots -- The Shade of the Magnolia -- The Capercaillie -- The Eel -- Private Madrigals -- I know a ray of sunlight... -- You've given my name to a tree? -- If they've likened you... -- The Processions of 1949 -- Magenta-colored clouds... -- For Album -- From a Swiss Lake --...

1.For you death didn't matter... -- 2.You often ... recalled Mr. Cap... -- 3.For weeks we mourned... -- 4.Cunningly... -- 5.Your arm in mine... -- 6.The wine peddler poured... -- 7."I've never been certain..." -- 8."And Paradise?..." -- 9.Nuns and widows... -- 10.After long searching... -- 11.Surfac...

I."Solipsism isn't your forte..." -- II.Transparent as gossamer... -- Here and There -- What mortar bonds... -- I feel remorse... -- Auf Wiedersehen -- Heaven and Earth -- A Month among Children -- On the Ground Floor -- Late at Night -- Stuttering -- Thrust and Parry III -- I."I went back to see......

II.Farfarella, the gabby doorman... -- The Archive -- Down Below -- Without Safe-Conduct -- Genius -- Diachronics -- Sounds -- The Notary -- He who saves the world... -- January 1st -- Rebecca -- In Silence -- Lights and Colors -- The Strasbourg cricket drilling away... -- The Other -- Poetic Diary:...

The Language of God -- At This Point -- If evil naturaliter can't desist... -- I never tire of telling my trainer... -- The Triumph of Trash -- Dr. Schweitzer -- Early July -- I repeat, I'm ready... -- The Imponderable -- Letter to Bobi -- Without Surprise -- Letter to Malvolio -- p.p.c. -- Poetic D...

Decline of Values -- My Optimism -- Two Epigrams -- I.I.Don't Know Why It's Held... -- II.That I deserve punishment... -- Diamantina -- We must prefer... -- No boxing-match or card-game... -- Sorapis, 40 Years Ago -- No Coups de theatre -- In hoc signo... -- L'Elan Vital -- Tired Dancer -- To My Cri...

Fire and Darkness -- Literary Histories -- Soliloquy -- Easter Evening -- Easter Monday -- Sub tegmine fagi... -- I've scattered birdseed... -- Ruit hora... -- Fifty years ago... -- So far as I know... -- Maybe someday... -- From a Notebook -- This my repudiation... -- Murder is not my forte... -- W...

Life wavers... -- End of September -- There's still no proof... -- On the Beach -- Dangerous faults are gaping... -- Someone told me that we'd meet again... -- At the Seashore (Or Nearly) -- The Creator was uncreated -- There's only one world inhabited... -- Aspasia -- A Letter Never Posted -- Very...