William I. AtkinsonSep 25, 2019For My WifeLast night I wandered through the moon’s deep dust, Flung far across an intervening void By wan Diana, clad in waxen robes;
William I. AtkinsonSep 2, 2019For My Parents on Their Thirtieth AnniversaryWhat is a mark in time but reckoning of it? Each anniversary carries in a small black pouch Strapped to its belt, a slight reminder
William I. AtkinsonJan 2, 2010Night Sky: LiftoffTo pause at the lip of this voiceless place To wait at the brink of this frozen dream And feel its dead breath seep through waiting space
William I. AtkinsonJan 2, 2010IntergalacticNor glass nor stainless steel now comes between My wide eyes and their vision steeped in sleep – Of things that live yet live divorced ...
William I. AtkinsonJan 2, 1982English BayThe ships lie out on English Bay Bright-lit like floating beacons Vancouver with her spangled hands And accents of exotic strands
William I. AtkinsonJan 2, 1980Sonnet: FallMy distillate of summer, that red mane Learned color from a dawn-exploding sun; And smooth stream-polished pebbles of green jade That glow..
William I. AtkinsonJan 2, 1979The Man in the Moon The man in the moon Slouched up through the sky And he heaved up his shoulders And gave such a sigh That the stars in their spheres
William I. AtkinsonDec 25, 1973A Christmas OdeThe bells split distance as the night air splits Our breaths’ dim shadows from the forest floor, Making of each moonlit exhalation