Monthly Archives: June 2024

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 68

What I’m Reading: life has me holding a grudge pouring coffee on my recollections not revealing where the moon finds its water —Évelyne Trouillot / “A Rain of Stars”

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no one weeps

no passing lane (haiku) a truck did a job —dead deer bent back on itself, ground down — no one weeps What Im Reading: and that was Lamentationsthat was just Lamentationsit was not history — Derek Walcott / “The Sea … Continue reading

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mostly whole rodent

taloned i pedaled by a dead mouseor was it a vole — half-chewed mangled in the road i spotted an osprey by its nestwas that the killeror was it an owl a peregrinean eagle? what left a mostly whole rodenttalonedin … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 67

What I’m Reading: East Coast Greenway MAINE ROUTE: CALAIS TO KITTERY The East Coast Greenway route in Maine passes through an amazing diversity of natural and cultural history along its 390-mile route. From coastal communities and historic mill cities to … Continue reading

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the hottest ever

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week WHAT IS THE EASTERN TRAIL? Part of the East Coast Greenway, a 3000-mile pedestrian/bike trail connecting Calais, ME to Key West, FL, the Eastern Trail boasts 22 miles of off-road trail–with 65 miles planned … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 66

What I’m Reading: How much better it isto carry wood to the firethan to moan about your life. —Jane Kenyon / “ The Clothes Pin”

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mountain pass blues

i got… i got a high clearance head in a low clearance tunnel i got me more mosquitoes to swat than i care for— who’s ever cared for the lowly mosquito i got some fearsome weather on the way, and … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 65

What I’m Reading: Weightless as anastronautyou float aroundin empty roomsand waitfor the freedomto dowhat youno longerwant to. — Tove Ditlevsen / “Divorce 3”

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second day sore

i saw… (haiku) hissing geese chargingprotecting downy goslingsi waved and hissed back six plastered squirrels—on roads they could not cross (sigh!)—i did not join them many hills to climb—huffed and puffed and reached the topsi loved the downhills lawrence, methuen,salem, … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 64

What I’m Reading: Each fall the raven leaves me his north country, bad weather and promises, his feathers full of summer air, so green it looks black. — James Galvin / “Inheritance”

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