. walk a Munjoy Loop just about sunset. she stretch & fawn across the bay, painting Peak’s Island trees & houses in her yellow light, ’til she stitch down behind the hilltop, leaving grays & blues in her stead. lone fishing trawler trawling in from the ocean . . .
. up through the early evening, down & up into late night, morning, breakfast time, its all the same. the hours bleed, we feed him, read to him, swaddle him, sway him. change his diaper, get him back to bed. play with him come morning time, come evening time. as the rain, that spring rain … More Day to night, Portland, Maine 4/1/24
. we go for a ramble around the blocks, up here on Munjoy Hill. first go ‘round in the baby carriage. March winds blowing all our troubles away. see it tumbling up from the harbor. White Mountain vistas one way, Casco Bay behind. we take her shady sidewalks brick lain & bumpy, all the better … More 1st carriage ride, Portland, Maine 3/31/24
. sun went down behind the mountains. White Mountains cast in dark violets & blues. radio towers winking, a river of cars. Back Cove gleaming with the fallen colors of night. Mount Washington walking far off to the northwest, city simmering below. sound of tractor trailer rumble, lone dog barking down the hill. … More Sundown, Fort Sumner Park, Portland, Maine 3/30/24
. watching Red Sox verse Mariners, washing dishes, cleaning house. Mama y Mäds down for a mid-day nap. Sox up 5-3, make that 5-4… seventh inning stretch & things get dicey. “Nothing is ever easy here in Seattle” says announcer. ain’t that the truth. first date ever with Mama was a Sox loss to Seattle … More Play ball, Portland, Maine 3/29/24
. catching disco naps on the fly. after breakfast, after lunch. any – which – way we can catch them. we used to walk down under the 101 from Hollywood Dell into Hollywood. pick up Polish pickles there, Arabian sundries, Californian wine. walk it back home to our palm tree cabana, under lemon trees. … More up down the hill, Portland, Maine 3/27/24
. up North Street through Sumner Park crunching boots. stop for a view of our environs, white woods of Maine fanning out. Back Cove, smokestacks, WMPG radio tower, eyes of a highway running through it. gaze a hill over towards our new house, lost behind a knot of small skyscrapers. Portland town is our town … More Fort Sumner Park, Portland, Maine 3/25/24
. a walk around Munjoy Hill reveals a crystal palace of winter wonders. all the trees & bushes encrusted in ice. ice catching the rays of the sun crawling down into a glass house kingdom. many trees & limbs fallen under the weight of the heavy ice pushing down. power lines in a fray, the … More Ice Storm, Portland, Maine 3/24/24
. the snow comes down in big fat clumps. she falls from before dawn until well past afternoon. we stay warm up inside, except for a quick run through the fluff to corner bakery for sweets & savories. Mama feeds Mäds from her breast, morning noon & night, while Papa runs laundry, spins smoothies, washes … More Another Snowstorm, Portland, Maine 3/22/24
over hill and dale 