Diminished
Sometime between poems, when I was stuck in the shoebox of my workaday life, the heavy heat dropped through the bottom of the wet paper bag of summer, and by the time I had driven home and changed...
View ArticleTwo Poems from Mid-September: The Audio Post
Download: audio-post-2012-09-13-16-19-46.mp3 Two poems from summer on the cusp of fall, read inexpertly by your humble poet.
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we find ourselves living between summer and winter in the time of sad endings that flare red and yellow like struck matches ready to let go after so much green hanging on on this goldilocks planet...
View ArticleFrost Warning
There were too many plants to cover them all so we picked the tomatoes and lined the window sills with traffic signals soon to change from green to yellow to red except for the three cherry...
View ArticleTo See Us Through
A cold wind shakes the leaf- fringed mountain ash beyond the garden bed where five hens scratch and peck newly bare soil stripped of plants after the first hard frost. Clouds flash over- head, linty...
View Article23 geese
23 geese form a ragged arrow shooting south across a smudgy sky cold nights spark red maple fires down the hill that ends at the shore wind turns the big lake over and over restless and gulping the...
View Articlenorthern autumn haiku
a finespun yearning to taste one wild strawberry – winter closing in
View ArticleRequiem
A plain white cross stands amid dun cattails in wind like a sore throat. Tom and Suzanne were nearly killed one snowy night — a jolt — the winter before they divorced. The maples already are bare and...
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