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
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…
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
Life has a way of playing the vile… Or, providing an evener, some migh… I, who did not want to go to war, Seeing the senselessness of it, Stayed at home to work the farm -
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
Suppose you was 18 years old And never had a single thing In all your life to call yours alo… Except your body and your face? And suppose you went to work
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…
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
Seagulls hovering Uneven hills encircle Tide pool reflection
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
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…
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…
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
