Tag Archives: Rhode Island

Bowl of Mysteries

The house was warm, but down the road,everything steel-gray – the vast curve of the bay, clouds thin and skinned, each streak a pale sister of the other.   The shades have no names, so delicate, merged, chilled.  Darkly brooding,  wading into my poor mind. I’d … Continue reading

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covid-19, summer-20

—after Inger Christensen Covid exists.  Covid-19 exists, summer-20 exists.  High noon exists.  Heat exists.  Water in rivers, in seas, in showers, from fire hydrants exists.  Coves exist.  Hidden lanes of purple hydrangea exist.  Overturned bones of kayaks.  Smoothness of stones, … Continue reading

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