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Vancouver Night
Dusk on the Island
and I look east to the mainland coast.
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A Prayer for More
Your hands, the rough and calloused ones that worked
great wonders feeding thousands, healing blind
and palsied poor.
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Apr 81 min read
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Toward Paradise
I liked to hide beneath the catalpa tree on the terraces behind my house. Its huge, heart-shaped leaves hid me.
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Apr 25 min read
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Water and Sky
Spinning Earth and Moon
shift us from light to shadow
and pull the swollen water
back high onto the shores
of Western Bay.
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Mar 271 min read
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They Cannot Speak the Language of Juries
She holds the brush like a hammer
pounding her vision like nails to wood
while colours howl and cry on the canvas.
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Jan 161 min read
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Dia de los Muertos
smiling with lipless mouths, winking with lidless eyes
their brittle bones clacking and clattering
in an ancient percussive rhythm
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Jan 92 min read
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Death's Route is Serpentine
Death's route is serpentine,
winding in and out of dreams and memories
like a river moving across the land.
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Dec 30, 20241 min read
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Feeling for the Switch
You asked where God is and meant it
as sincerely as your nightly request
for a glass of water by the bed.
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Dec 23, 20241 min read
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Consider Your Servant Job
Bid me come, and free my feet...
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Dec 16, 20241 min read
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Hunger
Morning swells like a leaven
as I follow my hunger
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Dec 9, 20241 min read
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Mothering to Scale
He observes every ant, every roly poly, every gnat. A rock is an occasion.
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Dec 5, 20245 min read
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Searching for the Perseids
Standing in the dark, searching the night sky
for meteor streaks, I hear a deer whuff distress
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Oct 28, 20241 min read
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I Revisit My Father’s Rooms at His Home in Alaska
I freeze-frame the glacial way he’d rise
from his recliner, brace against his walker to greet me—
when, in his day, he’d crave a ticket an
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Oct 24, 20242 min read
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Shangri-La
An orchard has many seasons, each tree its sequence of life following a
dormancy masked as death.
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Oct 14, 20244 min read
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Lazarus
And now I find myself between two deaths,
longing to live more fully, awaiting
a body not discarded but renewed.
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Oct 10, 20242 min read
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Alcohol
I’m sitting next to a man missing the tips of his ears like they were bitten or ripped off he can’t see too good either...
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Oct 7, 20241 min read
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Absolution
I start where I was borne out of my sadness,
the Maine coast where the veil was lifted and I could suddenly see again...
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Sep 26, 20241 min read
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Death and the Mockingbird
If bodies are more than spirit vessels,
what then was the bird: Messenger? Message?
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Sep 23, 20242 min read
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When I Die
let my poetry live out loud
among starfish and coral,
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Sep 19, 20241 min read
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Ten Mile Creek, Frisco, CO
Each day in between my shadow blurs
the water’s edge, a raven perched in my throat
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Sep 16, 20241 min read
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