Susan chandel's Blog – July 2010 Archive (1)

Métis



A great blue heron flew by at eye level

between the maple branches

today.



Rounded beach stones

in concentric circles

remind me of my grandfather

for reasons not immediately

apparent to me.



At the distant breakfast nook

he described wisps of his community

in backwards glimpses

(the imposed glance which blends

the curse of mistrust with

hunger in spite of risks)





This early Spring

from the crest of… Continue