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Poem – Searching for Joline
At last we have arrived at the transition. An outpost where the river falls into the sea. Here we will setup camp and wait for her to arrive. I did not sleep well that evening the voice of the stars and the silence of the sea wrestled through the smoke and through the flames the…
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The Dream That is the Big Lake
Testing out some new gear and setting up a tent in preparation for the next trip to Alaska. Of course, being on the big lake and my need to be close to the water, I always get wet and nothing like the sun to take care of the drying. Another beautiful fall day on the…
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Poem – Stars
As evening settles in I wait for Leroy as she watches the tree line. I feel we are not alone beneath the clear sky, free of the sun. The black water flips the sky and transposes the sublime night-time patterns. I become transfixed on one particular yellowish dot and after looking away I no longer…
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Poem – Reflection
The calendar turns an arbitrary delineation time passing one numbered year to another. Moving through and beyond this system of numerals the flow becomes more chaotic, less understood, more beautiful. When the meaning is removed when each layer is peeled away we find inside everything we hope for, everything we dream of, everything we can…
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Poem – Into the Wild
I stand… Atop the snow-covered mountain above the tree line the valley split and pocked by spring fed river. Miles in every direction other mountains rise to meet the cloud deck and beyond toward the sun, heaven. Into this space I have travelled following raw instinct and primal energy. Feelings deep within I do not…