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Father Father (and an old red barn)

This weekend I painted these words “Father Father Holy Father” and then I put them on the barn. Today I wrote a poem to go along side them— To go between the screws holding it to the barn— To go between … Continue reading

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Canyon Walls

  Staring at the canyon walls I speak into the fog bank A monk in a snowstorm A mansion on a emerald hill Talk of a takeover The crowd packs it up A thunderstorm brews on the horizon Your mother … Continue reading

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Good Morning

Cool winds, May morning, twittering House Finch, baby seed eaters, the need of black coffee, warmth of salty crunch, a soft song, gray skies seem blue to me, soreness in my bones, ache from the day before, toil and tear … Continue reading

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