Clouds on horizon Now and then a shorebird’s cry On buffeting wind

we saw your burnished footprints in the soft beach sand followed them across the sea and through the shattered sky beyo… ‘one small step for man’, he said

we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity

the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks

liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…

I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…

a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold

(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker

seek the council of wild things in… leaves that turn their silver side… before the rain slender reeds that accept and bend they will sew your words abroad

I met her at the supermarket this… She told me she works in the schoo… I saw again a little girl nervousl… at the taunting –Tallest girl in g… And I wonder if she’s back there…

sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two

surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas

inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls

a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls