if you were mine

i would name you sandy, and we would bathe in the quarry.

we searched for quiet time

and found a place to read.

island greens

we went to the sea
but i fell into the greens
just for a moment

on the Captain Henry Lee

a cold foggy trip
we turned our backs to the sea
and watched the fuel vent

the bird flies

eastham, ma
(the best place on earth)

untitled:rhode island

my rhode island is
a view of sky from the sand
a nice grid of wires

ain't nothing wrong

with being yellow.

west newton

a sign of the times
barren, left to fade away
my favorite kind