Remembering….
My Jim. I met him when I was up in Kyuquot, on my first public school teaching assignment in Canada, in the early 1970’s. I remember that day. I … Continue reading
July 18, 2015 · 3 Comments
“Poetry” Offering, #7, Longing
Longing I looked at the chair Where he had been sitting And I missed his hands And his gentle face Such a powerful longing Swept through my … Continue reading
October 1, 2014 · Leave a comment

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