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 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…
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
my real name was Clarence but they always called me Dummy because they thought I was stupid I lived with my Mom and swept up… for a dollar a day ‘cause
I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies
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…
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
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
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