Porpoise in the St. Lawrence
On the river we convince ourselves
poetry
Teacups
Now that you're gone
Southern Ontario Farm
The red sun slants across the fields.
Canoe
As I put out upon the river proper
On Seeing Two Iron Ploughs Abandoned In the Corner of Field
Iron! You might as well be dust.
Once Looking Opaque
Once looking opaque
The Panther: Jardin des Plantes, Paris
The bars so tire him, streaking across his vision,
Sea Auguries in my Inland Winter
Savage winter winds tossing today
Waste
He took her back through all the understanding of the years
Dream Remembered
The flypaper, which imagination ordered,
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