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Fall Weather
Laughing uproariously, it is a trickster. It wraps itself around us and tarries, not to do us harm but to bless us. To take to the woods,...
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Grateful
Like mist our sense of thanks can drift away. We lose perspective. We forget we are blessed. We allow ourselves to be trampled by the...
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Loon Laughter
Warbling up great canyons, drifting over silent spaces of time. When the moon fills, when the night is soft, loon laughter transforms...
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Waters at Play
Softly Water teases the shore. Midnight embraced. The fawn’s gentle passage Across the divide between Sea and space. Gently it massages...
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Unending
The old chasm finds us, The old circle of rising And greeting Is lost to the winds. Memories virtue remains But its edges grow dim. So...
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First Light
In the pale first reflection, daylight approaches. it comes to us quietly, slow and soft. It wakes us from shadow, it prods us with rude...
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Live Within the Ambiguity
We search the margins of the world for a returning voice. We ply, in the deepest parts of the night, for starships to carry us, born upon...
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The Canoe Paddle
Who knows where I have travelled, who can tell where I have been? I’ve seen the lodges watching west, I’ve been to continents then...
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Gracious Beginnings
We are a band of brothers, a fleet of sisters and mothers, fellow-travellers into the dense thicket of lakes and streams, portages...
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Swamp Merry-Golds
Marigolds first appear in the ditches, far before the summer crowd. They are the first to signal the birth of spring. They lie in low...
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