BURIAL

squam-creative-teele-congregational-church-lanesville-maTis a gift to be humble
in a white clapboard
kind of way
at the funeral of a father
of a friend.

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LOVE CAME IN

squam-creative-teele-curtains-1I shut myself up with the dust
that fell in shadowed showers
in empty rooms.

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DOMESTIC SUBURBAN JOY

squam-creative-teele-hodgkins-cove-lanesvilleOne morning in spring, I went for a walk in the air
and saw a girl with Titian hair,
a carriage,
plump boys.

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DEAR HUSBAND

squam-creative-teele-seaside-cemetery1Plain Jane, with the curl that never stayed behind her ear,
wife of a beloved John,
who liked to tuck it back.
Gone to her maker, on a cold February morning,
when the fog rolled in cross the Mendips
and cloaked his grief from her eyes.

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AESOP’S HOLIDAY

Queen Anne's LaceFirst the ears, and then the head,
popping up in quick succession
from the tall grass.
Like the radar of bats,
that sensitive he was
to the brushing swish of
slightly sticky Queen Anne’s Lace.

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A CARDINAL TOLD ME SO

squam-creative-teele-cardinal-winterSpring came in at my window today
and bid me walk a while
in prayer.

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SKATING BY

squam-creative-teele-open-windowThe boy was caught
in the middle of
air.

Legs splattered,
arms lobbed,
the single finger
pointed to
God
(or whatever).

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OVER

squam-creative-teele-ravenswood-bark-gloucester-ma-3It went over
in the great snow.
The winter that
killed New England’s
will to live.

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MARKET BASKET

squam-creative-teele-clock-tower-market-basekt-gloucester-maThere.
So.

Says the man
bagging broccoli
at Market Basket.

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