Category Archives: poetry

Water & Time

  Moss Brook has seen so much over the decades. Moss Brook begins at Black Swamp, splashed through the forest to join Miller River for twelve miles, where they tumble into the Connecticut River. When I was younger, I imagined … Continue reading

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Vernal Pools

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April Commences

  April In the yard rivulets of water run through mud. I pick up the rake to drag mounds  of gravel back into deep tire  troughs. A warming sun shepherds in snowmelt and sap flow. Later, I look out the … Continue reading

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Lady Fate

In this time of wondering, worrying, praying, washing hands, sheltering in place and social distancing, I sometimes wonder about karma and fate.  In this time perhaps our kindness, compassion, steadiness of spirit, whatever our spiritual or religious preferences are, can help … Continue reading

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Finding Comfort at Home

We all have some special items that bring us joy or comfort, whether it be an old teapot we’ve inherited, a special pair of socks, or, this case, carpets.  These carpets remind me of my old friend, Cornelious Montgomery, who … Continue reading

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Camden

Camden is a small midcoast Maine town that I hadn’t visited for years. I was fortunate enough to have a writing retreat closeby in So. Thomaston ME, so I drove north to visit Camden again. This photo was taken above … Continue reading

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Imbolc, St. Brigit, and More

The prospect of fishbones stuck in my throat,
 robbing me of the ability to breathe,
 with the offending bone growing larger by the second.
This vision sent me to church on St. Blaise’s’ Day with great urgency. It sent me into … Continue reading

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Flu Season

This poem is for all the folks who need to take extra time caring for themselves and their loved ones.  The Healer She murmurs softly wipes your arms and face with a cool damp washcloth She will glaze your parched … Continue reading

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The Oldest Cousin in the Clan

Catherine is the oldest one in our batch of cousins, all first-generation Irish mix. One by one many of us returned to visit Ireland, sent by our parent’s memories. Ireland brewed in our blood, stronger than Barry’s tea, or stronger … Continue reading

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Winter Sounds

  Winter Sounds We’ve gotten used to sounds  deep in a winter night, a loud ping when the woodstove reaches some cooler temperature,  muffled tumbles of smoldering logs, the creak of pine floorboards  as if someone walked quietly. Downstairs the … Continue reading

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