September 7: Mount Battie

Shrouded in thick morning fog

the mountain is there

and it isn't there.

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September 6: Megunticook River

Stone in the river
wearing moss so thick
wildflowers sprout from it.

September 5: Raccoon Beach

as if etched with runes

beach stones with cool striations--

ocean's ancient spells

 

 

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September 4: In the channel

Noisy fishing seals--

not knowing we're there

a woman snorts back at them.

 

 

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September 3: Beach stones

sea worn stones underfoot

striped ones bring luck

but I keep the heart-shaped one

 

 

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September 2: Pesto

Given a bunch of basil this morning by our neighbor, I embarked on making pesto for the first time in about 25 years.

I wonder where he is
the boy who first taught me
how to make pesto

September 1: Route One

Hard to keep eyes on the road

with such a sunset

flaring overhead.

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