vermontpoem #38 first night here 2:30 a.m. terrible crying strange not an owl could it be a dog trapped somewhere in the woods no not a dog it’s like nothing I’ve ever heard but what to do I can’t go plowing into the brush but then came quiet next day a report – all had […]
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vermontpoem #37
a tiny lavender blossomfive petals fringed leafon the path to the shorea moment of happiness
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vermontpoem #36
I weep a littlethis first night heregiving this place upwhere I’ve been comingsummers for sixty yearsthe colorful poetry wallin the bathroom blaketolkien le guin tennysonmy own kids’ writingsthe lake quiet out frontclouds shield a half moonI’m surrounded by mydead daughter hercreativity her presencefills this place but eventhis place she so lovedcouldn’t save her and Iweep […]
