• Hibernation

    In autumn I watch you, bear like, preparing your room
    Against winter's weight. The bear, having eaten its way
    To sleep, fills its cramped room with the breath of wild berry.
    The snow batters its dirt walls, blankets them... more »

  • Quiet Time

    December, and I still love you

    The sun slowly sinks over beaches
    where we once walked... more »

  • The Stream (For Mark Strand)

    If you stand here
    long enough,
    stand here
    at the edge... more »