OVERHEARD NEAR THE SEAL LEDGES                 it grieves me somber, seeing there are those among the Folk who have forgotten how to speak, to sing, whose children will not know the heady joy of slipping out of skin and dancing on the land in mortal guise it grieves […]

SPRING COMES SLOWLY Spring comes slowly in these parts ~            Like an old woman in the produce aisle,            hungry for new asparagus and fiddleheads            suspicious of bright strawberries            too soon, too soon Spring comes slowly […]