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Showing posts from April, 2020


Motel Sunrise

I pick nasturtiums from the crowded pot sticky with slug slime
someone has chiselled footholds into the brazil nut tree
at the dog run people only know each other by their pets’ names
clouds building to the west — happy hour
Motel Sunrise under construction since 1990
I’ve stopped littering but the birch trees haven’t
just one moon snail shell on China Beach today — singing lesson


Sturgeon Moon
laundry out to dry then in — summer rain
the whole valley heard about the ruckus in the henhouse
bear scat loaded with saskatoons by Wolverine Creek I’m not afraid
my cabin among laurel
deep in the forest
sturgeon moon — my father wakes in his recliner
alder leaves drying in shade on the hot beach
my lunch an overripe peach I take two plums from a basket
they were so sweet and so cold

from Whisk