Dreg (contents) is a handsome, handmade book containing all of my published poems. The first edition has sold out. This is the second edition. It sells for $25.00 plus $3.00 shipping and handling (in the U.S.). Make your check or money order payable to Robert Burt and mail it to:

Robert Burt
715 Lee Street
Kerrville TX 78028

Please be sure to provide your mailing address.

For just $35.00, you can own both the book and the CD (contents). Just make your payment for $35.00 and I'll know what you want.

Separately, the CD is $11.00 plus $3.00 shipping and handling.

If you are ordering more than one copy, a discount may be available. Please enquire. The poetry book sells well in book stores.

If you are ordering from outside the United States, please communicate with me by email before ordering, as the cost of shipping may vary.

The CD, In Celebration of the Folly of Temporal Matters, contains the following 25 musical pieces.

Aria
Bass Line Set to a Well-Known Tune
Cinderella's Waltz
Debate on the Shape of a Hat
Easy
Laura's Lullaby
Letter to a Clown
Line Drawing Number 10
Line Drawing Number 15
Line Drawing Number 16
Line Drawing Number 18
Line Drawing Number 20
Mentioned in Passing
For the Flight of a Swan
A Dance for Three Feet
Excavations Undertaken in the Absence of Time and Space
Nightscape
Sonata in a Coffeepot
Quick Dance
hbj
In Celebration of the Folly of Temporal Matters
Smooth
Piper's Tune
A Dance for a Young Child
Moving Along

The poetry book DREG contains the following poems.

On Wings of Fire
Armies of the Lost
When the Time Comes
My Lady's Lace and I
Life is a Rose Garden, Yes, It Is
Lines Composed in the Back Seat of a Beautiful Young Woman's Jalopy
Lines Written in a Storm Gone Mild
Someday I Shall Write a Verse, Longer than John Dunne Did
The Path of Impossible Things
Happily I Sing
Laura's Lullaby
Ethereal Knack
Tolstoy's Nose
I Have Walked Very Far
Sloth Philos(ophy)
Suite
Similar Clouds
Cruelty Was the Only Thing She Knew
Words to Fill and Empty House
Waiting
Who Does For Oneself Must Let the World Pass By
When People are Young
May I Tell You Something Personal
Serenade to a Spirit of the Night
If People Are All the Same
What is the Reason, Or the Need
Moon
Song of the Absolute
The Way of Me
The Unknown Way
While I'm Swinging
William Butler Yeats Was Not Right About Everything
One Grain at a Time, Is Every Mountain Carried to the Sea
How the Plabbud Skacked the Prock
It Is Interesting How A Few Moments of Happiness
Lines Composed After Glancing Our a Window
Life
The World
The Poet Climbed the Stairs
Words Intended for my Sons
Hear me, Friends, and I Will Utter
Clippings
Second Thoughts
We Will All Make it Through Life
To an Object of Devotion
Owed to Spring
Thoughts Experienced While Sitting Beside My Best Friend's 16 Year-old Daughter
Psalm to a Wordless Muse
No, I Did Not
Once I Was a Little Germ (Not a Worm)
If Men Were the Ones Who Had Babies
On Seeing a Young Man Struck by a Car
I Have a Terrible Fear of Being With People
If a Frog Had a Choice
Detail From a Life-Sized Work
On No Terms or Conditions
On a Near Wall
When Compared With What I Was
The Word Blue
On This Yearning for Otherness
Two Mad Men
Hypocrisy
All Melons Are the Same
The Sifted Sands of Childhood-castled Fantasies
He Will Not Ever be a Dog
That Night You Found Me On That Old Country Road
The Color of the Moon
To That Thing Beside Me
The Sex Police
No One Believed Me
Plans For a Heart Attack
To Someone Once
To the Teenage Poets at the Downtown Coffee Shop
Today While Sweeping Leaves
Thanks For the Sunshine that You Bring Me
What's For Dessert
Don't Be Gettin' No Fancy Ideas
I Told Your Boss that You Were Good
Everything That Comes Goes
On Account of Right Comes Nothing
Oh, To Be A Tsunami
At First it was Just a Black Line Against the Horizon
A Bird's Words
I Suffered More Than I Thought Anyone Could Suffer
A Place Not Far Away
Dear One
Why Aren't They Here?
Integrity
I Found You Wandering in the Night
I am Older Than This Room
Yes, The Full Extent
Beware the Enemy Not Yet Known
Some Time Late, Past Thursday Noon
Black Would be the Night
For People in the Zoo
At Evening
An Unelaborated Bird, So Thin
There is Tattered Lace Upon the Breast of My Loved One
The Rain Will Not Stop Coming Down
The Man in the Red Leather Chair
Selfish Gain, No Other
Song of the Happy Engineer
Now that Buddy's Passed Away
Awakening Tune
To Whom it May Concern
My Sleeping Place
The Imagined One
Before Men Descended from the Trees to Walk Across the Grassy Plains
No, Omar
Moving Along
I am an Apple
On the Mountain are Diamonds