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Posted by on Apr 7, 2016 in Poetry | 2 comments

SPARROW

SPARROW

SPARROW It’s not the wind that lacerates Not the wind that barks or howls. The wolf at the door is a sullen soul. I hear the whispering wings of owls And feel the...

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Posted by on Mar 10, 2016 in Poetry | 2 comments

BLUE ICE

BLUE ICE

A couple of weeks ago I was in Vermont for the funeral of an old friend, Cate Stratton. Cate’s brother Bob and I met at Oberlin, and we’ve been close ever...

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Posted by on Feb 29, 2016 in Poetry | 1 comment

Walk

Walk

Walk Snarls and whips of bracken An eye glowing behind a lid of cloud And fractals of black branches Dulled by wrinkled ice in a ditch The frozen face of the...

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