Ponderable polemics, poetic

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first loves

  • Breezes

    summer comes to a close autumnal breezes waft rustling memories of those days when the close of summer had more definitive endings sun-drenched days of youthful frolic, innocent play, done swimming, playing with frogs in holes dug on sandy beaches at grandparent’s homes; ‘the lake’ summer Xanadus of childhood one year, scenic backdrops for advancing Read more

  • Snapshot

    The picture was taken from too far away the two of us sit on the apartment steps the manicured shrubs on either side dominate we are framed, she and I, by wrought-iron railings Still, it is the only picture of us that I have she wears sunglasses and her acorn-hued hair cascades over her right Read more