A Cold Wind

I must tell you it wasn’t an extraordinary day.  An old man in a hat walked around the yard.  A boy sat in a chair.  Then a cold wind came down the boney back of the mountain. But what was I expecting?  The cat stared out the window as wind tossed the branches about and  …

The Edge of Everything

I go to the woods, the forest, the place where trees grow.    I go there to find the leaves of maple trees, the loam of their rotted bodies.  I need to cart these to the garden.   I’m trying.  The trees are tightly spaced, and the leaves packed hard between the tangled tree roots.  What should I do with…

Five Things That Scare Me

1. It isn’t death that scares me. You think it would be at the top of the list but it’s too vague. I insist on something more tangible, maybe a late night phone call, a stranger at the door; knives. Today snow falls fast and persistent, as if it will cover the ground, as if…