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
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
(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
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
In the lamplight leaf shadows break on the ragged edges of my heart
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…
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
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…
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons
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…
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more