I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies
I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
a cookbook is a strange place to find a recipe for the mind but the notes tell me the lemon tr… blooms year ‘round, never stops; while one branch sweetens the air
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
Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…
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…
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people