Yearly Archives: 2008

tin ceiling

In Firenze, we stayed in wonderful upstairs sun-washed rooms with a marble bathroom not the kind that is glued on wood over drywall but the kind that was built one fitted stone at a time on the limestone base of … Continue reading

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walking after supper

On my way to chorus practice the first warm spring evening thinking about today’s poem wondering how to do after singing what I usually do before breakfast but just couldn’t do today A young woman overtakes and passes me walking … Continue reading

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bagging winter

there is a moment in spring yard cleanup after we have picked up crusty pages of embalmed love letters pillar-to-post plastic bags and after we have scraped the dried packed copper-patina leaves off the flowerbeds and into long straggling phalanxes … Continue reading

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