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A Wet Day

Abecedarian poems are fun to write. In this one, the first line begins with ‘z’ and ends with ‘a’ and from there on it follows through the alphabet. I’m not entirely sure that it makes a great deal of sense, … Continue reading

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The Grammar of Rain

It’s October and we’re into the rainy season. I longed for it all summer (we had no rain for four months) and by December I’ll be wondering when it will stop, with the rest of the winter to get through … Continue reading

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Landscape

We’re well into the days of blurred outlines, misty mornings, with snowdrops up, crocuses peeping through. And, even from hilltops, the world is beautifully half-seen. This poem is a Terza rima, which has a very specific rhyme scheme and is … Continue reading

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I Lasso’d

Historical names for February include the Old English terms Solmonath (mud month) and Kale-monath (named for cabbage). All of which is a bit weird, but who wouldn’t want a birthday right now to cheer things along? I hope yours will … Continue reading

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Where Did She Go?

Friends come and go in life, we’re close for a while then either one moves away or we go in different directions and barely keep in touch. I guess it happens to us all, but there’s often a sadness, a … Continue reading

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How do I Answer the Rain?

  Rain. It comes walloping down by the bucketful, or sifts through the air as a gentle damp. Rain drips from the eaves, gets down my neck, fogs my glasses. But it’s good for reservoirs and gardens … HOW DO … Continue reading

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Tree Haiku

Trees bare and stark against the horizon; rain streaks the windows; fog blurs the view, or snow creates a fairyland. Whatever the weather, the view changes everyday and the world is always new and different … A old photograph black … Continue reading

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