Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
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…
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…
through the sea smoke’s shimmering… where the Passamaquoddy flows the pulsing heartbeat of the strob… in my footsteps, crunching snow through the whirling, wind-blown f…
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas
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
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
