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It’s raining on Liminga Road, feels like spring. Worms are working in the garden. Sal got a new bunny at the small animal swap at Erickson’s Feed and Seed. Here are two poems from my upcoming collection Memories of When … Continue reading
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 face of … Continue reading
I have a short prose poem at Misfits’ Miscellany. Thanks, editor Philip Vermaas.
We were higher than thin clouds slipping past the moon lantern at the peak of the black velvet tent of sky. The water was warm as the end of summer. She grasped my hand in her childlike fingers and led … Continue reading
What if you were a boy of 12 it was warm enough to swim and the clear water parted as you dove and felt along the bottom in the cool mud for what you had stepped on and pulled up … Continue reading
High on cheap Italian beer in the heat of the late August night by a pool somewhere in Rome, you dove into the day-warm water and popped up, laughing, exclaiming I think I’ve lost me bathers! In I leapt — … Continue reading