Friends in ROC

3 years ago, i was visiting family, friends in Rochester (as I will again!) The memory reminds me that each day the sun rises to a different day. Every year is different. I will return to Rochester, though I will be missing the conversations with one friend Fletcher. I will celebrate with Sarah and Skip’s […]

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To slow for photo

No photo …early to rise, with the first edge of light rising behind the row of cedars in the East. a half-waking focus, face cleaning, orifice cleaning,pull back the material covering the french doors, run some fresh water to boil for coffee. out the window over the sink, i catch the fast sauntering raccoon. i

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Again the woods are odorous

Rainer Maria RilkeAgain the woods are odorous, the lark Lifts on upsoaring wings the heaven gray That hung above the tree-tops, veiled and dark, Where branches bare disclosed the empty day. After long rainy afternoons an hour Comes with its shafts of golden light and flings Them at the windows in a radiant shower, And

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