Monthly Archives: May 2011

Scaling our oak as the labs bark a chorus: four black bear paws.

I can’t wait this out: a  porcupine in boxers heads for the men’s room.

Smiling in May light yellow as her umbrella: a nameless beauty.

In a poem, Jon? What’s wrong with you? You know, I’ve been asking myself that very question, giving my harness bells a shake like Robert Frost’s horse, wondering if there is some mistake. That summer it was far easier to … Continue reading →