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Morning Poem, April 28, 2021

First thing I hear is the sound of a train Did it wake me? I know its route It comes out of the south Will it take me? It bellows and moans, like a calf in pain.

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Evening Poem, March 25, 2021

. At twilight the great birds gather In the naked sycamores Their black wings rasping as they move From branch to branch Now they lift slowly As if through water Their wing whispers multiplied Wild and magical sound of blessing … Continue reading

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Mid-Day Poem, April 25, 2020

The dirt on the head of the mattock Has been there since who knows when I don’t think Pawpaw has used it since they moved here That was before I was born. But I lift it from the wooden workbench … Continue reading

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Evening Poem, May 6, 2018

The sky darkens And the air grows light It’s mid-spring and mid-evening A star here and there in the long heavens And the very last of the birdsongs . The blossoming dogwood Is incandescent in the twilight As if it … Continue reading

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Evening Poem, May 6, 2018

The sky darkens And the air grows light It’s mid-spring and mid-evening A star here and there in the long heavens And the very last of the birdsongs . The blossoming dogwood Is incandescent in the twilight As if it … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, April 26, 2018

     It doesn’t matter What I do It’s never quite Enough for you.   copyright 2018

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Coldwater Morning

The crimson birds flit From stem to branch In the bright, brittle morning. Across the gentle slope behind A fine sheet of frost Glows faint like a ghost Disappearing into mist In the rays of the silent sun. . Who … Continue reading

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A Spring Snow

  He wished that the snow would fall again.  Only days before he had longed for the sunshine, thinking then that all would remain as it had been between the two of them.  In the spring they would gain new … Continue reading

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My Back Pages

A self-ordained professor’s tongue Too serious to fool . . . . . Bob Dylan       I dreamed I rode beneath the clouds Above the rooftops of the town And I rode fast and I rode long Over … Continue reading

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Sketch For a Rainy Morning

The ice on his windshield was thin and in what was now rain instead of snow it loosened easily and fell to the wet pavement with only a stroke of the scraper.   Inside the car he turned the heater … Continue reading

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