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To embrace time

To embrace time

Let me brave enough to embrace time. To trust the kindness in its hands upon my face, upon the grain of what wood I am. Let me know, where my feet step, some of its strength and its humility. Let me raise sail before its tailwind. Let the drawbridge open and the full...
Coffee altar

Coffee altar

Coffee altar, where mind’s music climbs the ephemeral trellis, the beanstalk, and floats out briefly on the dark, cool water… by what fermentation process can you stay and populate the river valleys that feed into it, that feed into me and all of us...
My mother’s natal river

My mother’s natal river

Dear holy of holies, I know it’s a little late to be praying, this far into the meal, but thank you to the deer who became this venison, to the face before the flash photograph who became this me of a night at the brink of summer. Thank you to the Chebeague...
Maybe

Maybe

Maybe there isn’t youth enough to overflow that well at every season, the way it once appeared there was. Maybe certainly. Maybe our ease and accuracy is reduced, our harbor stripped of shelter, our knowing rounded and eroded into grainy image and a fainter...
Annapolis

Annapolis

Drained upside down, a heart becomes a leaf; drunk sideways, a smile. When you chisel into a block of ice, a spring of blood can ensue, most likely your own. The fear knotted hard against a blade, the blade of uncertainty of being received — that will never...