Early Winter, June storm No electricity. This failed proof.Wind and ocean boom in from the south.On the shallow reef waves churn counter clockwiselost for hemisphere. The sea shreds dreams,Scandi furniture swept beyond the point.The great night settles wraps coast and land,for forty hours a stagger of centuriesturns on and off while tide and air detonate. … Continue reading I have some pieces in this year’s Ros Spencer Poetry Contest Anthology, Brushstrokes IV, in the Nature and Places and Journeys sections. Reproduced here.

Daydream on a Season’s Ticket “My name is Dan. We cannot help you.” He is slightly stooped, like a man who has carried a barrel on his shoulders, and his right eye is turned or lazy, but realigns behind his thick black rimmed glasses when he finishes speaking from the Lost Property window. I have … Continue reading Daydream on a Season’s Ticket nominated for the Puschcart Prize 2024.