Bandaid I held her hand, As the dark-coiled clouds Pressed and tumbled over each other, Spreading, piling high as they surged forth From some unseen source Of darkness in the sky. We walked along the river’s edge, And she, oblivious, splashed happily In the spreading puddles, As sheets of dark rain, Palpable fingers, Slap [...]
Would ,Warm Waters, that your cleansing embrace, my sole with timid touch burned anon, (But what soul could shy from such soothing grace!) Bubble and boil about ever long! To cool now would betray your fountain’s lord, abandoning your care to hostile air! Dry enemy let each lung amply hoard, that your imminent victim prolong desp [...]
Photos from Australia trip.
Images of the Piscatoquog River in New Boston during A February Thaw