A LETTER NEVER MAILED (in memoriam) I cannot find any tracks of birds In the snow this morning But by the feeder – a trace of someone there. Could a seed fall in this great whirl of snow? Never! A small live foot had been and left its mark. Late August one hot day I […]

DUOLOGUE NIGHT As the world floats into darkness Shadows go their lonely way Eyes are closed No one speaks Total serenity James Cundy MANANA MAKES IT THROUGH THE NIGHT hot coffee and english muffins                         -on the rocks- cool early morning light dissolving the […]

BEACH GLASS – A PANTOUM The shock, the joy of recognition Green or aqua, sometimes brown, occasionally blue Fragments sanded soft, glass hissed into jewels Plucked from sandy shore on a summer’s day Collage of colour, a mason jar full The shock, the joy of recognition Finding something precious, unexpected Fragments sanded soft, glass hissed […]