Sunday, September 1, 2013


An Open Letter to Jr. Rangers Past and Present

Another summer has reached senescence

While the memory is fresh as  

Fleeting airborne bits of milkweed

I write this that I might dwell

In your presence

Here in this book we wrote

Summer of 2013

I am known by most as poet

Call myself

Reader, dreamer, off and on

A writer, but

Only off and on

Which, is to say

I’m primarily a reader

Grateful for the work you’ve done

I write this for you

In the hope

You’ll continue



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