The Crossing
I'd hoped to find him alive
Crummey, Michael
Crow's Nest
Briefly fixed above a long reef of parked cars,
Water Birds: A Letter
That afternoon in April two water-fowl
Detour
Framed by a fall of new snow
Northern Lights, Looking Back
We waded out into the damp air
Driftwood
Gathering for the greedy fire -
Cottage Window at Night/Blind Willie Johnson
He was blinded at age seven by a spiteful fist of lye,
Belongings
I wanted the only life that is mine,
Scrabble
Before we moved in an old couple stayed here.
Loom
The meadow grass hemming
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