Every minute counts And every summer does too As the storm hits the shoreline Blowing a loon onto the beach He stays quiet with his head tucked between his wings While you watch him from the balcony You’re careful not to let the dog get too close By the third sunrise, the loon is alert And watching those that fly overhead On the long drive … Continue reading Gas Station Brownie

Almost four years ago, my father died after several years of poor health. I’m cleaning out what’s left of his belongings this month at his house in Kent. Lucky me, my relatives did most of the heavy lifting. Almost all the furniture is gone except a couple of lamps and an end table and old dresser that was used to store photographs in the basement. … Continue reading Collections

Like those who arrive at a new place, The river is a thief. Uprooting the soil along the banks, Underneath the road, It reclaims its wash. Growing stronger with ice floats and snow melts, Come back, the river says, to who you are. I hunker down for the winter and like Virginia, I glaze over the shades of gray between the hours. The heat of … Continue reading A River’s Ransom

Great legs Scioto Marbled into maps White tail, coyote, beaver, and heron A place where the river pulls away from the road The wheels hush it away We pull over on this silent night Rippling like stars in another sky Continue reading Great Legs