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LUNA REPRISE I remember you rising above the surf, your shadow an amber’d river, the three blue spruces edged in ash, your unrequited pearl light bluing the figures of summer houses suddenly full of languorous ambition.  Marilyn Ringer

STAY   have you often awakenedon a foggy morning, so muffled and still, and wondered if you have  lost your hearing? the voice from your dream echoes stay the voice on the wind in the very top of the trees whispers stay the deep voice of the far away tide calls stay the muskrat from […]

SPRING MIGRATION, MONHEGAN At first only silhouettes, too distant for detail. They approach, exhausted from the long journey. The flight, across miles charted only within them, is soon to be over for a while. Do they feel a sense of joy at the sight of the island? A sense of joy that mirrors what I […]