(2000)
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
it was always said that of all the people on the Island I loved life the best I who had the least but I had all I needed
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…
Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
Seagulls hovering Uneven hills encircle Tide pool reflection
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
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
mall tree never felt a breeze sweet swell of spring rain on your leaves new life in your branches
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
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
grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…
