This is my first post on my new blog,
September 25, 2014.
an entirely new experience for
me. My bio explains why I am
starting a blog. Over the weekend of September
20th I attended the semi-annual meeting of the Maine Poets’ Society
(MPS) where I entered two contests and received a prize in each one.
One contest was about a subject (Fences) with no restriction
on form. The other was a ballad contest
with no restriction on subject. “The
Perfect...
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Monday, August 25, 2014
It Depends
The second mowing, tedded, bailed, removed.
The field left skinned and barren, desert like,
as autumn winds blow over ancient farm
machinery scattered randomly across
the meadow like the bones of dinosaurs.
I wonder, will they come to life next spring
in time to lime or will the timeless grass
grow up around limp tires and fading paint?
It depends. Will aging farmers rise from winter’s
repose to mow once more, mend the snow
bent fence and aid the laboring ewe, force
their aching joints...
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