Wind After Storm The wind tears at the shutters And rattles the doors. The wind converses in many voices, Low and reverberant. The wind tosses the crows Up the incandescent sky. The gull teeters on the cliff’s edge And plunges into the wind Which bears it away. The wind polishes the day And dries the […]

PEBBLE BEACH 2010 The pebbles are still here, of course, Piled up as they have been for eons- Stone against enormous stone Heaped on the edge of the world.   I like to think that giants once played ball with these rocks           or marbles, or bowling-         […]

LAST DAY ON MONHEGAN Columbus Day, 2002   The mist dribbles down, heavy with salt stirred around by wind from the East scooped up from spray on White Head, Black, Burnt Head and Lobster Cove. Surf explodes skyhigh like geysers  with shuddering, thunderous terror. A child and her father run down the road in haste […]

  A Walk on Monhegan: an Excerpt                         The path opens to tote road leaving wood-dusk with the sweet  odors of fir balsam and skunk cabbage.  A wood-cock churrs.  The village is washed and fragrant (fresh home-made bread and butter in the garden) The morning-glories and […]