Prior to the sunshine of dawn,Evaporating the misty mildew enveloping the horizon,How can I tell, if that’s her, and what she knowsWhat this soul and eyes have experienced,Leaving steps behind me, tomb shapedIn this mud[…]

Mule-faced clouds, bannersand ribbons intertwined with grey,chimneys puffing smoke in wetland fog,in the quiet of the rigid green landscape,the lighthouse keeper begins to make noise,saying, “Ship ahoy! Ship ahoy!”I lean against the schooner window,returning to[…]