Monthly Archives: March 2021

When the harbour thaws, I know that soonI’ll leave my windows open, listenAll night long to the slow-falling rainAnd to small birds moving on grapevinesGreening the telephone pole and wires. Before the heat of summer demandsA window fan, the late … Continue reading →

It’s March already. All month now I’ll lie awake Listening for geese After midnight—though I know They’ll never bring back my heart.