Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind

the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by

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

All I wanted to do was ride my mo… And make out at Spooner’s Point. But when Mary Daley got pregnant Her father threatened me with the… So I married her and went to work

the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks

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…

surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas

once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead

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

inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls

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…

which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…

Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea

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