The wild and wavy event now chintz at the window was revolution . . . Adams to Miss Abigail Smith:

And the place was water Fish fowl flood

You are my friend— you bring me peaches and the high bush cranberry you carry my fishpole

Grandfather advised me: Learn a trade I learned to sit at desk

Keen and lovely man moved as in a… to be considerate in lighted, glas… almost outdoor office. Business wasn’t all he knew. He knew music,… Had a heart. “With eyes like your…

My mother saw the green tree toad on the window sill her first one since she was young. We saw it breathe

In the great snowfall before the b… colored yule tree lights windows, the only glow for contemp… along this road I worked the print shop

Popcorn—can cover screwed to the wall over a hole so the cold can’t mouse in

Feign a great calm; all gay transport soon ends. Chant: who knows— flight’s end or flight’s beginning for the resting gull?

Old Mother turns blue and from us… “Don’t let my head drop to the ear… I’m blind and deaf.” Death from t… a thimble in her purse. “It’s a long day since last night.

Mr. Van Ess bought 14 washcloths? Fourteen washrags, Ed Van Ess? Must be going to give em to the church, I guess. He drinks, you know. The day we m…

The chemist creates the brazen approximation: Life Thy will be done

He lived—childhood summers thru bare feet then years of money’s lack and heat beside the river—out of flood