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Loneliness On The Day Of Love

The snow fell with silence The clots of flakes feathered the sidewalks Snow shovels scrapped on the concrete I threw out no salt___ Drifts collected by the bottom of brownstones No one came to shovel away the floes That was an old man’s job Mine___ Snow loves the cold I have good gear against winter […]

Wicasset Ghost Ships

The old bridge at Wicassett spanned the Sheepscot River for decades and I loved the hum of tires over the steel gird. A new bridge replaced the old, but Wicassett’s primary attraction were the two rotting hulks wallowing in the mud flats. Their state of ruin spoke shipwreck to my boyish mind, but these two […]