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Archive for April, 2009

Lily of the valleyMy mother had a collection of cobalt blue glass. This hand-painted  vase was always one of my favorites. Every spring my mother filled the vase with lilies-of-the-valley from her garden. Now I do the same. The scent is beyond sublime, almost too intense for human mortals.

These flowers thrive in the shade. In the valley. In the shadows of mountains.

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Along the highway

Along the highway
in early spring
naked branches ensnare
tattered bags
that masquerade as owls.

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It’s a wonder

It’s a wonder that they still make brooms of straw. That the beach doesn’t belong to the people. That the beach does belong to the people in a few special places like Onset, Massachusetts.

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