June 2017
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Contents
Musings on the Old Abalone Song
“In Monterey the squid they say is tender as baloney. But here I’ll pound a little round of tough old abalone.” George Sterling was Bohemian,..
Through the Sea Black as Tar
I cannot reach you… If the waves would rise on the first day of September a Prince of Venice will depart down the sea..
Do You Remember My Name?
I only want to know your name. there is a drizzle of homemade jam on this memory i think i have, like a hug under..
A Pastoral Woman
(1) On Rogation Sunday in a field in Kent The flowing blessing is presently underway. And in a building too shy to hold a woman..
The harbor never changes
Scour-faced, jet-lagged, fresh from the airport, they plod up the tower’s steps and stare across to the Old Man of Storr’s sky-pointing finger. And..
2017
I. She relates to me that a race vet in Kaltag has misplaced a glove, gone gloveless and at forty below developed frostbite. This year,..