April 17: Birthday

On his birthday

no fish caught

but he doesn't care

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March 11: Misheard

Going out the door,

Look at the full moon!

Him: I love you too.

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July 11: Morning walk up the mountain

walking side-by-side
scent of pine needles in sun
small blue butterfly

June 1: Insomnia

Geese pass in the dark.

At dawn, rising wind.

I listen to your breathing.

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September 30: Downpour

Together again

we linger late in bed

listening to the rain.

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November 23: End of a long weekend together

sun streams in on us
the game's on tv
at the good burrito place

August 10: Up Mount Battie

We played tourist today. Sailed on the Schooner Surprise this morning out of Camden Harbor with (almost) my whole family, to celebrate my mother's birthday. Then we all enjoyed an al fresco lunch together on the river: lobster rolls and whoopie pies. Later, my husband and I hiked out our front door and up Mount Battie in nearby Camden Hills State Park, making the most of this long, sunny summer Sunday and a rare day off together.

Familiar trails,
same vireo singing--
you still laugh at my stories.

June 4: Borrowed shirt

His old linen shirt,
shrunk in the wash and now mine--
my possessiveness sparked.

January 19: The Men's Room

My husband is getting his hair cut at a place in Portland especially for men. Frankly, this place is a lot more fun than where I get my hair cut. Free beer, pool table, leather couch with widescreen TV playing sports, good alt rock on the sound system, a cute wandering dog, hot 30-something guys with facial hair coming and going... A thin woman all in black with long blonde hair is cutting my husband's hair, making him laugh. And you can buy a cigar on your way out.

 

Fashion mags tell me short hair is coming back for women.

 

Comforts of the hair salon.

Some days I want

to cut it all off.

 

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