Like the first morning of the first day of school the bus driver doesn’t even acknowledge my absence i cough good morning anyhow Tags: bus, poem, poetry, transit, vancouver
Waiting Only Twice a Day Vancouver Grey / October 8, 2007 Trying to say kind words, “surely room for all” waiting on the… Read Post »
Waiting at Jericho Vancouver Grey / May 15, 2008 Green hulled sleeper lulls along the darters and sunnyday foghorn Sailors waiting… Read Post »
Varley at Jericho (poem) Vancouver Grey / June 6, 2013 I see! The two swimmers, heads bobbing way out there beyond the… Read Post »
Twisted Scarf, Muffled Vancouver Grey / October 26, 2006 She wears the twisted scarf muffled like an Audrey Hepburn character the… Read Post »
The Ferry Changes Tack Vancouver Grey / June 4, 2006 The ferry changes tackto let the seaplanes landtilts gamely from the wake… Read Post »
Sulphur Pile Vancouver Grey / July 12, 2006 There are just a few things that i know about the sulphur… Read Post »
