This happened a bit by accident. But I’ll explain below. I get all sorts of pilots coming in on the little grass airstrip out on my farm: crop-dusters, helicopters, daytrippers coming in from the next state, on their way south or north like migrating birds. But the other day I had an honest-to-god biplane roarContinue reading “A Writer’s Notebook: wing walkers”
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A Writer’s Notebook: an old poem
This is an old poem. I’m still not happy with it. In retyping it here, I’ve made some small changes. Always tinkering. Sunrise. A cold wind moves only the surface of this pond. Down in that quiet, muddy mass, small fish doze while above, a blue heron stalks through the waters, more tai chi thanContinue reading “A Writer’s Notebook: an old poem”
Samuel Snoek-Brown 