"Continual Conversation with A Silent Man" is a strange but interesting poem. I like that the blue sky is "old" instead of whatever we usually think it is (beautiful, usually.) This poem also makes me think of "The Red Wheelbarrow," which is one of those poems I detest. There's also something mysterious here, like the poetry of Margaret Atwood.
"Farewell to Florida" is also kind of strange. I love the lines "the past is dead./Her mind will never speak to me again./I am free."
