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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So Soon the Thunder Rolls
In the distance the thunder but the mosquitoes are swarming. Life implodes. From out of the shadows and swampy places, they ferry and...
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Days Are Wearing Thin
Rocks that will not move. Insurmountable, we say. Stony outcroppings like fortresses against the wind. To break them down, impossible. To...
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Crazy Fear
It is that gentle persuasion of dread. The gnawing in the pit of one’s gut that things will go awry. It can scream at us, fighting for...
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BRINGING IN THE NEW YEAR
Oh, what does the New Year see in me? I certainly see myself. But from where does it reckon who am I? Those liquid, soft eyes, gazing and...
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