the consequences of a deed…Sebastian Faulks quote
going on and on…
“making night into day…”…“riverine,” my poem
a nameless river
“walking in beauty…”…“walking along,” my poem
I may join you
A Shropshire Lad…book review
A. E. Houseman, well, there’s rhyming…
The Book of Days…part lx
nature poems about the dawn’s early light…
We Were Soldiers Once…and Young
…too much death (book review)
“seeing more”… it’s the fall, my poem
they don’t look back
the skirr thing, “cloud talk” my poem
they do stir
“we had our time”… “our time” my poem
we filled our time together
“The seasons are quite real”…“Seasoning,” my poem
sing their song