I saw their faces as clearly as if… on their stones beneath their name… heard their voices in the trees whose roots go deep into their dus… and into the dust of this Island

Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind

once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead

Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind

Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea

last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight

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…

silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union

GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…

There is an even-handed justice in… No senility forgiven, but caught a… Blood and flesh, bone and marrow To feed the life of another, And back to the earth that gave it…

crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air

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

Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?

my real name was Clarence but they always called me Dummy because they thought I was stupid I lived with my Mom and swept up… for a dollar a day ‘cause

the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by