So what is Liam going to do? Ed isn’t going to appear, it seems, and neither is Mark. Good Samaritans seem in short supply in Liam’s life, and he needs someone who can help him see the world as less threatening than it appears to him now. Otherwise, he’s likely to waste away.
Oliver is a raging ogre, a travesty. How did she and that man manage to produce such a lovely man as Adam? It’s fun to watch Andy get a bit nervous as their big day nears. And Eric getting his own nerve up is even better.
Thank you for these kind and encouraging words. My time in the woods and field is indeed precious - there’s so much to see and take in. Now winter is soon to arrive, making over the forest floor until spring warms the ground again. Until then, I shall have to watch the chickadees and squirrels.
Losing a best friend is like watching a whole island just slip into the sea; it’s as if a star in the sky simply disappears, and there’s nothing to steer by. You captured that intense hurt too well in this.
Thanks very much for your encouraging words - and for selecting a favorite. Sycamore trees have become great favorites, not least for their enormous leaves, which now lie scattered on the grounds.
Your kind words gladden my heart today. It’s interesting that my observations of that black-masked wood frog made me think of you at that very moment. I imagined you also, as I crossed his rock-strewn stream bed. Thanks for reading this, and for your kind comments.
September crickets
sing in the afternoon sun
ignoring autumn.
~*~
Golden crowned kinglets
search for perfect vintage seeds
amongst the wild grapes.
~*~
Silent flycatchers
wing through the green canopy,
harvesting insects.
~*~
Seven mergansers
float downstream separately
but take wing as one.
~*~
Wood frogs spring across
the stre
Civilizations fall; and I feel like we’re plunging through the clouded air without a parachute. We can scream if we like, but the impact is inevitable. At least, this poem makes me feel that way. I can only watch for the light of love and friendship.
Such a glad chapter! It’s good to see this conversation mending the ties that once held these men together. Mitch and Will are definitely smarter now than they once were - they’ll figure out how to make their common life work, and their private life blossom.
This is beautiful, Gary. I loved how you turned to each attribute of the wind and communed with your lover through every one. He was a lucky man to have loved you.
Now Mitch has to figure out what to do with his new lease on life. That land of his must be calling him louder and stronger. But first and foremost, I hope it includes having the gumption to work things out with Will.