Winning Streak
Rapid, at sharp angles
Milton Acorn
November Beach
Every step in the noise
Sunrise
Only me and my footclanks
The Peoplefish
My brother and I swam the cove
Pastoral
That sudden time I heard
Charlottetown Harbour
An old docker with gutted cheeks,
Pastoral
That sudden time I heard
Poem in June
A breeze wipes creases off my forehead
Charlottetown Harbour
An old docker with gutted cheeks,
Islanders
Would you guess from their broad greeting,
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