When I think about the presentI think about life in a handbasketas if I could carry…
When it is a culmination, a fateful becomingIn every blessed brick of its homely gatheringMemories of each…
It caught us unawares. It was unexpected, a summer shower that cooled off all but…
A man of land, not seaevery dayfeet planted upon terra firmaevery nightsailing upon the azure…