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Warden Point Cumbersome yearcome to rest uponthis quiet beachat world’s end reachhere we meet under soft grey skiespebbles crackle underfoottender glands constrictmy throat the tide is awayreveals expanse of rippled claywhich, each daywashes new fossilsinto our consciousnessshark’s teeth, lobster tailsfishes’ vertebrae people cometo collect these lessonsfrom Father time iron whelk in my palmwho slithered in […]Read More
After a day full of tears yesterday, I got up and wrote a poem just-like-that this morning. It felt good. Half way through writing, my husband shouted from upstairs (where he is self-isolating with COVID) that there was a rainbow out the back. That changed the direction of my poem, and hopefully my week/year (yeah, […]Read More
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