(2001)
In the lamplight leaf shadows break on the ragged edges of my heart
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
she watches him as if the fault were in her eyes poor shorn Sampson withered hands grip the canes that barely hold the frail reflect…
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer
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…
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
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…
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
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
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
