Artifacts

Several years ago I found artifacts in a farm field. I was amazed, as the blade (pictured in the photo) was sitting on a furrow of soil, as plain as day, as if it had been left there during the spring rain (the arrow head was in an adjacent field). It is a highly cherishedContinue reading “Artifacts”

Remembering: a Project

The childhood memories I hold need space to move around on the page, to reveal themselves. Therefore, I have decided to start a project writing poems based on events from childhood, chiefly poems of time spent in Kentucky, West Virginia, and Maine, with family. This photo is a rough draft of a poem about BlackberryContinue reading “Remembering: a Project”