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My Grandfather’s Chalet

Mosquitos made their home in the knees of cypress trees casting shade over the chalet, on the lakeshore. Water ripples with the whisper of their wings & flutter-falling maple leaves browned by rain rolling north The wettest summer in fifty years—the only summer I would ever be there to see, & the only summer I’d […]

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JE NE SUIS PAS UN CANARD

A painted mallard made of cork and floating true and lying in the water, light along the rippled evening is calling to the calling drakes from northern lake to French Canadien sky. And I the Hunter lay in wait and lie within the blind which hides along the whispered shore, that shines reflections of the […]

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Streetside Mattress

The main stain, amber and oblong, repulsesbut stay with it a moment, riveted by curiosityto an artifact of quotidian art, testimonial of bodily fluids and flakes(its memory foam a record preserving rough-and-tumble activity by night and day),locus of dreamscapes and grotesque soundsthe likes of which are seldom heard elsewhere,which, I don’t mind noting, is probably […]

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Brass Nuts Off A Bridge

My parsimonious landlord, I appeal to your better angels – send up more heat! We’re as cold as Hamlet’s bitter business. It’s colder than iron, than Balzac’s icy crypt. Winter has crept among us and stolen our breaths and you’ve a lock on the furnace. We’re shaking in our skins and you’re measuring coal in […]

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Second Place

Twenty-three hours since he responded Anticipation crawls over my heart Eyes like wet leaves Glued to glass screens I have become the girl with coffee stains That lingers over her bright white blouse Always second place Clinging onto The inklings of love That she will never receive

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Socotra

Dragon’s blood tree boughs stretch upwardsfrom a grove in the limestone plain, well within view of red granite peaks whitened by lichenand towering above snails, beetles, lizards, and freshwater crabs, endemic denizens of an archipelago isolated in space and time. While monsoon winds reshape dunes,islanders trudge past the fuchsia desert rose whose rotund trunk belies […]

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Also the Land Will I Remember

A wreath of beams illumes the auroral hourwhen the wolf dozes but the falcon, sentineling and peckish, espies its repaste scudding far below unknowingly in vain. Necklaced lakes reflect the light to keep it from penetrating to the depths of their secrets accumulated as sediment, the aggregate of generations. The seasonable breeze tickles petals of everytexture, […]

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City Living

A million and a half humans inhabit here. Barking dogs rouse sleepers with snarls. At the city’s edge down in a valley Balsam Poplar and White Spruce shelter and regenerate in a park. Geese, owls, and coyotes honk, hoot, and howl. Black bear and cougar nose along oxbows. The trees trace the river that follows […]

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Bright and Beautiful

There once was a madman (but isn’t there always?),a madman who had fallen in love with a star,a star beautiful and bright and far away.In longing, he stood on his toes and tried to kiss the star,finding that he needed her to come closer.He climbed a ladder he’d placed in an apple orchard,and still the […]

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Mad At You Sometimes Valentine's Day Card

I’ve been saving this fight for a less stressful day, keeping itin my lower desk drawer, choosing the best time.  As you mistthe orchid blooming by the bay window, you hum some dreary song you like that I loathe.  Why not just admit that “Crimson And Clover” is the greatest record ever made?  You’re difficult.  I’m not.  I’m a toad hopping out from behind […]

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